I gulped.
"Forget it. Just tell me how did you like your new room?", he asked like an excited kid."I planned it all myself"
I didn't say anything.
"I asked you something", He demanded firmly and I knew that he is getting to his dark side.
"It is-It is good"
"Why are you stuttering? Are you that scared of me?"
Yes.
He sighed.
"Don't you trust me?"
No
"I told you that I'm not going to force something on you", he said annoyed.
Just because you said, doesn't mean that I would believe.
"I-I just miss my friends. Mom must be worried about me", I said when I came to know that provoking his dark side any further with my silent treatment is a bad idea.
"The mom that hasn't called you for over an year?"
My eyes widened.
How does he...
"I know a lot more about you than you yourself do", he commented silencing my thoughts.
Of cource. He has been stalking me for the last couple of years.
We got out of elevater, Ian arm still around me and he led me through another hallway that ended into an open space where there were a few couches and a lot of dangerous looking men.
When I had a better look, I saw many women wearing almost nothing, giving them lap dances and doing other ugly stuff.