Must Read: Mariana Episode 18

Eighteen

 

 

Amy’s POV

 

 

I didn’t feel like opening my eyes. But as I lay sleeping, I could feel the blinding light of morning urging me to open them.

 

 

 

Weird. My window never let this much sunlight to enter my room.

 

 

I squeezed my eyelids together once and opened them grudgingly…..to be greeted

 

by a plain grey ceiling.

 

What’s this?

 

This isn’t my room.

 

THIS ISN’T MY ROOM!!!

 

My eyes shot open as if I’d taken immense dose of over reactive caffeine.

 

Sensing the presence of somebody on my side, I whipped my head to see who it might be and found a strange man smirking at me.

 

He was lying frontally on the bed with his muscled arms folded beneath his face.

 

“Morning, babe”, his hoarse morning breath groaned.

 

He was without a shirt; half…..wait! Oh my God! Is he na.ked?

 

Before anything, I screamed , jerking up from the bed and pulling as many armful of blankets I could close to my chest. His hand was over my mouth immediately, muffling me.

 

” Are you crazy? ”

 

Eyeing him wide eyed, it took more than a minute to reprogramme my senses.

 

When I finally began to breath, he let down his hand.

 

” Who are you? And What I’m I doing here? In your room!!” I whispered shouted.

 

He rolled his eyes and replied indolently as he rolled out of the bed, “You came with me last night”.

 

I don’t remember going home with any man last night.

 

This must be a sick joke.

 

I started searching for my phone but I couldn’t find it.

 

I felt a little discomfort on my forehead. I touched it and I felt a bandage.

 

What happened to me?

 

Then slowly, the memories came flooding in.

 

I remember going for a drink then I decided to go to the VIP section but I had a call and ….

 

I looked at him instantly, he is the same person I saw before closing my eyes.

 

Oh my God! Did he remove the mask.

 

My hands snapped to face and I felt it. I took a deep breath in relief.

 

“But who are you?”

 

I asked but he ignored and

 

Grabbed a towel from the small white cabinet next to his bed, he went over to a white dresser pushed to a gray wall and began drying his bronze hair.

 

It seemed he has already showered. He was wearing a pair of faded jeans and the Calvin Klein waist band of his underwear was peeking out above the waist line of his jeans which he was wearing lower down on his hips making him look meaningless dapper.

 

From the reflection in the mirror, I got the glimpse of his perfect abdomen and my breathing stumble.

 

Gosh. It was so impossible to look away.

 

Get a grip of yourself, Amy. He is stranger.

 

He was facing away from me, giving me full view of the dented muscles of his back.

 

I gulped nervously as I took in the sight.

 

 

He winked at me cockily from the mirror and smirked at me saying, “Stop harassing me with your eyes.”

 

Blinking nervously, I tore my gaze my gaze away from him right away and looked down to my lap, chewing on my lips.

 

Then, heaving a frustrated sign, I face palmed my face with both hands and gingerly peeking in between my fingers, I asked him,

 

” What happened last night?. And why didn’t you take me to the hospital?”

 

He turned over, facing me in the glory of his sexily tanned and fantastically sculpted hard packs. He was the perfect balance of lean and muscular.

 

Holy cow. Is it getting hot in here?

 

I struggled not to stare at his body for too long. Gosh. His hair was tousled in a magnificent mess, tempting me to run my fingers through them.

 

Is it even possible to look this good early. in the morning?

 

“Last night”, the smug smile on his fantastic face disappeared and something warm took over the expression, ” You gave me the best night of my life “.

 

“What?” You raped me when I was unconscious?”

 

“Oh. So you remember. I thought you lost your memory after the great fall” he chuckled lightly.

 

“There’s no use talking to you. Where is my phone? I need to make a call”

 

“You asked as if you gave the godddamn phone to me.” He retorted.

 

“But you brought me here so you must have my phone.”

 

He rolled his eyes and put a shirt on.

 

 

My eyes roamed the spacious room and landed on the bed I was lying on.

 

I looked inside the duvet and my eyes widened.

 

I snapped my head upward to look at him.

 

Did he change me into his shirt?

 

I looked back at my chest and my nipples were showing proudly through his shirt. Where is my bra?

 

I looked at him and his eyes were focused on my chest.

 

“How dare you! Who gave you the right to change me?” I snarled.

 

He put his hands up in defense,” I didn’t”

 

“Then who did?”

 

He gazed at the door. I trace his gaze and a lady was there with a tray in hand.

 

I calmed down a bit. Feeling embarrassed a bit.

 

“Come in, Lisa. She is awake”. He motioned for her to come in.

 

I tried to stand up but felt pains all over my body. But I didn’t want to feel helpless in front of him so I stood up forcefully.

 

I gasped when my legs started to wobble under me.

 

He rushed forward, “I can help”.

 

“No. I will manage”. I stated strong headedly.

 

I took a step and my legs felt like jelly.

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I inhaled softly and took another step But I missed. I couldn’t balance on it properly.

 

I closed my eyes tightly preparing to feel the pain from the fall.

 

But it never came.

 

I opened my eyes to meet those brown eyes again.

 

“I told you to stay still” he said gently.

 

“How I’m I suppose to walk if I don’t start now? In any case, I’m fine. I’m alright there is nothing wrong with me” I told him more like assuring myself that nothing happened.

 

He looked at me and carried me like I bear no weight and dropped me carelessly on the bed.

 

“Ouch! You’re so mean” I winced in pain.

 

“Oops. Really? I thought you were fit. ” He teased.

 

Someone cleared a throat.

 

I looked back, and the Lisa girl was still standing with the tray in hand.

 

“P… please I brought your breakfast” she announced.

 

I looked into the tray and there was varieties of food in it.

 

I swallowed saliva as I stared at it hungrily.

 

I will really like to have some but this stranger cannot be trusted.

 

“No. Thanks. I’m not hungry”

 

The girl looked at me in amusement,” But you didn’t take anything last night”

 

 

I did take something…” My traitorous stomach growled suddenly. I hid my face in embarrassment.

 

He chuckled slightly.

 

” Leave it and go” he signalled her to leave.

 

“I will just wait downstairs. Enjoy your meal” he winked and left with a mocking smirk on his lips.

 

The moment the door closed shut, I crawled to the nightstand where the breakfast was placed. That’s enough. I can’t resist any longer.

 

I licked my lips and took the cup of tea, took the toasted bread with fried eggs and took a huge bite I put the cup to my mouth and drank all the tea at a go. I continued to stuff the food in my mouth as if I haven’t had any since last year..

 

Then suddenly, the door opened. I looked up with my mouth filled with bread and cookies and I saw him standing there looking at me in amusement.

 

I felt guilty. As if I was being caught stealing.

 

“Oh sorry just make sure you take your medicine. It’s in the tray.” he mumbled and closed the door shut.

 

I looked back into the tray and saw a glass of orange juice with the medicine beside it. I gulped it down quickly and stood up.

 

It seems I gained a little bit of energy after eating. I was able to stand on my feet without shaking.

 

I walked to his mirror.

 

I look so pale and ill.

 

My hair was was tied up neatly at my back.

 

I used my hand to trace the bandage. It’s hurts a lot.

 

 

I looked back at the bed and I saw my dress on it. I removed my mask and placed it on the bed.

 

I picked up the dress. It smelt nice. I think it has been washed. There was a set of panties and a towel as well.

 

I located the bathroom and went to freshen up.

 

I came out in my my previous dress.

 

I rushed to the bed and grabbed my mask when I heard a knock on the door.

 

It was him.

 

He traced his eyes from my face to my laps.

 

For some reason I felt uncomfortable under his stare.

 

“Remove it” he stated.

 

“What?”

 

“The mask”.

 

“And why should I?” I scoffed inaudibly.

 

“You’re so stubborn”.he muttered under his breath.

 

“Can I have your phone?”

 

He slipped his hand into his pocket and brought out an iPhone he unlocked it and gave it to me.

 

I collected it with a grateful smile.

 

I dialled Anna Paula’s number but she was not picking up. I tried again but she didn’t pick.

 

 

I gave up and called my manager.

 

“Hi. Amy on the line” I spoke into the phone.

 

“Where have you been? I’ve called your number so many times. Where are you? I will come and pick you up. You know we can’t miss this contract”

 

“What contract?” I asked moving away from him.

 

“Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten that you have been chosen to sing at the president of Mexico’s marriage anniversary and that we are to travel today at noon?” He explained.

 

My eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

 

I can’t believe I forgot all that. This contract means a lot to me. I can’t miss it.

 

“Where are you?” He asked again.

 

“Actually, I don’t know? I will find out and text you the location later…” I looked up and he gave me a paper with the location scribbled on it.

 

I took it and mentioned the location to my manager.

 

I dropped the call and mumbled a ‘thank you’

 

I tried calling Anna again but it went to voicemail.

 

“I think, I will take my leave now”.I said and gave the phone back to him.

 

“You can take it”

 

“No. I can’t. I’m sorry” I rejected it.

 

Okay.Then Lemme drop you off” he offered and took the lead. I followed him.

 

 

We entered the elevator. He I pressed a button and soon I heard a ding signifying that we have reached.

 

“Don’t worry. You don’t have to take me home. I will be alright.” I said when we got to the parking lot.

 

“How will you go home then?” He asked.

 

Why does he care.?

 

Then suddenly, a car pulled over.

 

That must be my manager. I thought.

 

Yeah is him.

 

“Look. My drive is here” I said pointing at the car.

 

He nodded, “I’m Daniel Dante” He stretched his hand for a handshake.

 

His name rang a bell. I just can’t place it.

 

Uh huh. I remember.

 

“Are you DD? The famous lawyer and now a prosecutor?” I asked and shook his hand.

 

“I guess” he replied shyly.

 

“I’m Amy Ro…..” I heard a loud horn.

 

I looked back and my manager was sticking his head out edging me to hurry up.

 

“Okay. I have to go now. Nice meeting you.

 

“And thanks. Once again”. I rushed the words and ran to the car.

 

“But your name.” I heard him shout after me.

 

“Some other time.” I shouted and got into the car.

 

I saw him staring at the car in the rearview mirror.dissapoitedly.

 

So I stick my head out, and waved at him.

 

He was looking at me with an unreadable expression.

 

So I did the unexpected, I pulled the mask off my face.

 

And instantly her jaw dropped.

 

I laughed as I waved at him.

 

He looked so funny.

 

TBC

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

MARIANA

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