“This is new,” Luna comments the moment she steps inside the dining room.
She is dressed in a big T-shirt and sweats.
“What is ?” I ask curious.
My parents, you, this…” She gestures toward the beautifully set-up table with a variety of meals.
“You should have some faith in your parents.” I say to her.
She huffs, “Don’t say i didn’t warn you.” She sits beside me.
Cassandra walks in followed by Mr. Thorne. He is dressed casually.
“Hey sweetheart, how have you been?” Mr. Thorne addresses Luna. He walk over to her and kisses her forehead. Cassandra watches him with a skeptical look.
“I missed you.” Luna pouts.
They seem to have a very close relationship. Mr. Thorne proceeds to sit beside his wife while the helps walk in to help serve the food.
“How was your trip, honey?” She asks her husband, those it feels coerced.
“Unearthing.” He says while his eyes remain narrowed at me. I force a smile through my teeth. “Honey, why is the assistant wearing the dress i bought you for our honeymoon.” He asks.
“I thought it would look good on her, doesn’t she?” Cassandra asks.
“It looked better on you.” He states.
I stuff food into my mouth to stop myself from cursing Mr. Thorne.
“Well, i think she looks great.” Cassandra comments.
I look over at Luna and she is playing with her food. Her mother also zero’s her attention at her. “No elbows at the table.” She warns her.
Luna sighs, crosses her arms, and rolls her eyes.
“Do that again and get another month of being grounded,” Cassandra threatens her.
Mr. Thorne ignores what is going on around him as he keeps himself busy devouring the food before him. The tension on the table makes it hard for me to eat anything. I play with my food waiting for all of it to be over.
Based on how the Thorne family is portrayed in the media, the reality is quite different. They appear united and in love in the pictures and videos that were made of them together.
*****
The dinner ended hours ago and everyone in the house i asleep. I can’t sleep and i decide to roam around the big house. I am in the kitchen eating ice cream when i hear footsteps stop and the lights are switched on.
I blink adjusting to the light altogether turning to its source, It is Mr. Thorne. He is dressed only on his boxers. I don’t stop eating my ice cream, i continue, making sure my gaze is on him and moan as i swallow just to provoke.
He looks around and asks, “Do you want me to show you my trophy room?” He asks out of nowhere.
It is unexpected question and i don’t know if it is some coded message.
“Sure, if you insist.” I answer.
He starts to lead and i follow him closely. “It is a huge house you have.” I say.
“I have heard that before.” He states.
“Not from me.”
“You should stop prancing around in your underwear.” He comments.
I look down at my lacey shorts, “They are not under wears.”
“You could as well wear them as one, they cover nothing.”
“I like them that way.”
“Cause you just love being a tease.” He stops, “Keep a distance, i don’t want you seeing my pin.” He keys in a pin on a locked door.
I roll my eyes and remain at a safe distance.
When he does open the door, a vast, seemingly unending area is seen. My heart is pounding as I take a step inside. It is filled with sparkling crystal trophies.
I move to one of the shelves, “Don’t touch anything,” Mr. Thorne yells and i stop my hand mid air.
“Where did all of these come from?” I ask stunned. “Are you some famous athlete?”
“I once was a great swimmer, others i have been awarded for my work and company.” He states proudly.
“Wow! they are a lot.” I am still gobsmacked. “I can see why you wanted to show them to me.”
“That is not why i brought you here.” He says.
“Then why?” I ask.
“It is the only room i am sure no one can access it and guarantees privacy.” He says.
“I am not following.” I raise my brows.
“You will, soon,” he says smugly. “I know who you are,” he says.
I chuckle nervously, “Of course you know me.”
“Karma, is your identity. ” He calmly says and i can hear my heart pacing so fast, “You are a fraud, nothing about you is true except your name.” He spats and i look around for anywhere to run or hide from his dangerous glare.
“I…” He raises his hand stopping any words i intend to say.
“I don’t like people who lie, especially to me.” He carries forth, and steps closer to me. I try to take a step back, but his hand grips my arm keeping me closer.
“What deal do you have with my wife?” He asks.
I shake my head, “Nothing, she just recommended me as your assistant.” I lie despite knowing it is time to drop my act.
“Bullshit!” He barks and i cower, maybe this is how he intends to kill me. I will be a trophy in his trophy room. “You better tell the truth or else i will call the police and i am sure you don’t want that.”
I know he is capable of that and bribing them to keep me locked up as long as he wants.
“I…” I stammer.
“Speak up, you are always sassy. I expect the same attitude now.” He commands.
I breath and decide to tell him everything, maybe this is how i will free myself from Cassandra and all of this charade.
I look up at him when i am done and he is oddly silent. “So when you slept with me it was just a job to you?” He asks.
“No!” I disagree.
“I don’t even want to know.” He shakes his head.
“I can leave and you will never see me again.” I plead.
“Don’t assume you’ll get off easily because you’re staying. You now work for me.” His gaze is fixed on me as he says slowly his grip on my arm tightening.
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