Trapped in the Underworld

I pushed him away from me when I realized what had just happened. What is wrong with me? I need to snap out of it. This can't continue like this. He stared at me with confusion in his eyes. I was in a daze. It was more like when he is close to me, I tend to do things I shouldn't be doing. This can't keep going on like this.

"What are you doing to me?" I asked stupidly.

He tried to approach me, but I stopped him. "Don't come any closer, please. Don't move an inch."

He paused and gave me a confused look. "What's wrong with you? I thought you wanted this as much as I do."

I shook my head. "I need to leave. I can't be here with you. I need some air."

I ran out of the room and headed to my room. The moment I got in there, I locked my door in fear that he might follow me.

I can't be doing this. He is a mafia and he is wanted by the police. I can't associate myself with someone who kidnapped me and also locked my friend elsewhere. This isn't who I am. I can't fall for his trick. This is his way of making me forget my reason for deciding to stay back. I can't be a whore to a mafia. I need to act fast. I need to find a way to leave this place with Adriana. I need to find a plan.

I was worried. I paced around my room, racking my brain for a clue, but I got none. My head is spinning as it is right now. If I don't calm down, I might collapse. I slid down the wall. My hand went to my lips, and I could still feel the warmth of his lips on mine.

What is he doing to me? I think I'm losing it. I shouldn't have allowed him to kiss me. I shouldn't have allowed him. This is all my fault. Now he would think I'm a whore, just like his other mistress.

I went to lay on my bed. Maybe when I wake up tomorrow, I'll forget that it even happened. Maybe I should do just that. I can't continue to live this way.

****

The next morning, I woke up to the sound of my alarm. Miss Maya gave me an alarm clock to use so as to wake up early. I got up and took my bath. It was a quick one. I changed into my uniform and ran downstairs because I was already five minutes late. I didn't sleep on time yesterday. I was busy tossing and turning on the bed until sleep took me away.

Ms. Maya turned, and when she saw me, she heaved a sigh of relief. "I thought I would have to come check on you. I thought you were sick or something."

I shook my head. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake up late. I was so tired that I didn't want to wake up."

"Are you sick?" she asked worriedly, and I shook my head.

"Please don't worry. I'm fine now. I'm fine and ready to work."

"You know you can always tell me if you need some time off," she said in concern.

"You don't have to worry about me. I'm totally fine," I said with a small smile.

She nodded. "Okay, fine. The boss wants you to clean his room. I don't know why he keeps insisting that he wants you, but remember what I told you."

"Don't get yourself involved with him. I don't want you to be heartbroken. I don't want you to end up like the others," she warned, and I knew she meant well.

"The others?" I asked, confused. "What happened to the others?"

"Is there something going on between you two?" She asked all of a sudden, and I shook my head. "What?! No!"

She heaved a sigh of relief. "That's good then. Just be careful, and you'll be on the safe side," she said, and that was all. I had a lot I needed to ask her, but she wasn't ready to tell me anything. All she did was warn me and wouldn't tell me why she was warning me.

Why do I feel like Amber knows so much? She doesn't look like someone who just started working here. She must have been working here for years if I'm not mistaken, because she's so familiar with everything in this mansion.

I took my cleaning materials and went up to his room. My heart was racing fast. Whenever I remembered the event that happened last night, I hated myself because I was the one who went to his room. I shouldn't have gone. I should have stayed back in my room, but I was a fool. I just thought I should thank him, but then it ended up with a kiss. Now, what does he see me as? What does he take me for?

I knocked on the door, hoping he wasn't inside. I didn't hear any sound, so I pushed the door open. No one was in the room. I heaved a sigh of relief. I began to arrange his bed. This is where I'm very good at. I'm an expert when it comes to arranging beds. I arranged some other things before I started to sweep. The room is still neat and doesn't require too much cleaning, but then again, this is an order we must follow. No matter how neat the room might be, it must undergo the same cleaning. I rolled my eyes at the thought.

I cleaned and mopped. I wiped off the sweat on my forehead while I was done.

"You know, you look so good while cleaning," a deep voice startled me from behind. I almost screamed. I turned, only to see Nicholas staring at me like he hadn't scared me.

"Good morning, sir," I tried to act as normal as possible. I wanted to snap, but then I remembered what Ms. Maya told me. I shouldn't make him feel like he's welcome into my life.