The Billionaire's Imprisoned Wife

"'Get her dressed." I stared at my mother who's wearing her fabulous colorful designer dress, matching with her luxurious red bag as she come face to face with me again. Her colorful face matches her red hairdress today and her outfit which always compliments her. Beside her stands my brother whom I haven't seen since my sixteenth birthday. He's different now, I must say. His physique is much more defined now that he turned thirty-two. He's wearing a formal suit with vest and a gray tie. In front of them is my father who's wearing his normal blank face and cold gazes just like the usual. They're all dressed and looks so expensive. Behind me are people in black who just picked me up somewhere while doing my agenda for the day away from the house. I can't say that they kidnapped me, because I came here with them willingly. Maybe not willingly, because I just don't want to cause more scene in a public place. Maybe they need me again to put up an act as a happy family. I bet they need to attend something from the way they dress now. "I'm not coming with you." I held my head high as I meet their calculative gazes. I can feel the rage out of my brother's eyes, plus the cold gazes of my father's. "You are coming with us whether you like it or not. Get her and dress her well." As usual, my mother is losing her coolness again because of her blacksheep daughter who hates to put an act in front of people. From my peripheral vision, ladies in their black maid's uniform are starting to close their distance from me. I hate to say this but, they look like those robots who's emotions are not yet programmed with them. They're creepy. "I am just as busy as you are, so I hope you let me stay out of your business. If we're done, I'll get going." As I was about to leave, my father's voice calling my name echoed in my head. I halted there facing my back on them. "If you step out of the house again, forget that you have a family." Oh, you don't know how much I'm dying just waiting for you to say that. "You would never get a single cent from me, Zamara. Remember that." Instead of saying anything, I took my leave from their huge house full of emptiness and overflowing lies. I didn't look back. I'd only see their enrage faces if I did. I'd love to continue being the blacksheep of their family and live with the freedom they granted me. I am not good at acting, and they're forcing me to be an actress whenever they have public affairs to attend to, especially interviews and elite parties. Now that they granted me the most important thing I've been looking forward to, I'll surely enjoy every second of it. I took a cab back to the coffee shop. I still need to do my job as an independent woman, finally, a legally independent woman from this day onwards. Just a few minutes of my stay in front of the shop, however, a black van stopped in front of me and grabbed me to my surprise. I just got the most awaited freedom I've been wishing for, and yet here I am, in another vehicle for who knows who own this and where it would even go. There are at least five people in the van, including me, and they are all seated around like their lives depends on the success of this mission of getting me. They're not my family's people, I know that for sure. I've never seen them before. But to my surprise, they didn't do anything to me - not that I'm wishing that they do something, but it's just surprising that they didn't. Like, if this is just a simple kidnapping, or abduction, they should've tied me or even just my hands so I can't escape, right? I just kept calm and watch them silently. They are all wearing black suits, with a tie, and I can guarantee that who ever asked them to get me is a person of high status. These people are well dressed, not like those people I had watched over a movie who kidnaps people for ransom. Soon enough, the van entered a huge gate after a long drive inside a forest - well, considered to be because of all the greens I have seen on the way. As far as I remember, we crossed a long and massive rice field before entering the road with so much trees around. Few minutes after, we stopped in front of a huge mansion, bigger than my family's, which I didn't know to be possible. Whoever is their boss, he or she doesn't need me for ransom, obviously because of how big this place is. They dragged me out of the van and we stood in front of the mansion so I have a great view of how massive it really is. My family has a mansion, of course, and I thought that's the biggest I'd ever seen my entire life. My father is a prominent business man, and on top of that, he ranked first as the welthiest man at the state until as of this moment, if I am not mistaken. Even the business that my brother has been managing so well has always been in the top ten of the businesses with most annual revenue. So I assumed that our house is the only mansion that big. But this is way different. This is a modern castle - if this could even be compared to that. Those glass walls are damn so gorgeous and- "Is she the woman?" A man, just like everyone else, wearing a black suit and tie came out of that massive double doors. He eyed me from head to toe so I did the same to myself. What's with that? I restrained myself from raising a brow as I looked back at him. He's quite young, but I must admit how good looking he is. "A woman in her twenties, wearing a light blue top and a tattered jeans in front of Daydream. Based on the description, it is indeed her." I don't want to think badly of my client, but Sarah Alfonzo is the only person I could think of right now behind this. I only told her what I am wearing for this meeting of her supposed blind date with someone I never heard of the name. "I'll bring her to him. Stay here for a while." The man directed his gaze on me again, and a grin started forming on his face. I want to punch him on the face right now. I actually can get away if I wanted to, but I noticed all the people in black around the area, and they're all armed. I'd be risking my life if I even try to escape this place. "Come with me, young lady. He's been waiting for your arrival." I shut my mouth instead of asking, and gracefully walk behind him. I suddenly had this feeling of so much curiousity to see the person behind this. If my guess is right, Sarah Alfonzo would be the person they should've gotten instead of me, since Sarah was supposed to meet him. If she didn't hire me and pay me to pretend as her for the blind date, I wouldn't be here in the first place. After an elevator ride, he leads me to different hallways to which I can't even remember, and after a few more minutes, we stop in front of a double door at the end of the uncountable hallways we have taken to be here. "Are you expecting this to happen?" I suppose he's talking to me. He's facing the door and I am behind him. "No." I simply answered. "Well, as someone who didn't expect this, I'm surprise you didn't even ask anything, nor did something to escape. Normally, people would freak out if they were kidnapped. And you didn't. Amusingly, you even followed me up to here. Are you not scared to what is waiting for you inside?" "I'd be scared when needed, no worries." I'm so used to being kidnapped that I feel like this is home. Growing up, people would just randomly get me and ask for money in exchange. As my father's daughter, it's normal. But I've learned to fight and protect myself, so whatever is behind these doors, I am ready. "You're fearless." "If that's a compliment, thanks, but I don't need that." I heard him laugh before he pushed something from the door, and suddenly, it slowly opened in front of us. "Prepare yourself. Hell is incomparable to what you're going to encounter." "I see. Beside escorting me, your other job is dissing people." I manage to say that before the door fully opened in front of us. But before I could even see what's inside, I felt something hard contacted my head in an instant. "He's not wrong. After all, I am worse than Hell." I fixed my gaze to the person in front of me, and he's become so pale looking behind me. "Don't move if you still want your life." The coldness of this man's voice behind me is colder than the water I used to take a bath earlier this day, but not enough to give me chills. The thing pointed at my head must be a gun. I grinned. This is exciting. After all, dying is inevitable. I'm willing to take a challenge before I die.