Alex gave Jennifer a quick tour around the villa and left. Staring at the empty house, nervousness crept up on Jennifer.
Jennifer took some time to calm herself down and walked up toward her bedroom on the second floor.
When Jennifer opened the bedroom doors, she was stunned by the pristine white decor. The walls, furniture, and even the bed sheets were all a bright, pure white. The purity color only added to her sense of unease.
Jennifer took a shower and changed into a new set of clothes, waiting for the arrival of that man nervously by the bedside. Every time she heard a car pull up outside, her heart leapt into her throat, only to sink back down when she realized it wasnt him. Finally, at around ten oclock at night, the sound of a car pulling into the yard reached Jennifers ears.
Jennifer could hear her heart pounding like crazy.
Its coming!
He is here!
As the footsteps gradually approached, Jennifer was so nervous that she shook violently.
Then the doors were flung open, revealing a tall figure. His bespoke shoes gleamed in the light, while his suit trousers appeared impeccably creased. A fox mask, commonly seen at masquerade balls, concealed his features.
The mans sharp eyes swept over Jennifers pale face, "Are you, Jennifer Gaynor?"
His voice was deep and alluring and possessed a hint of sex appeal.
"Yes," Jennifers voice was barely above a whisper.
Her timidness appeared to vex the man as his lips were pressed into a thin line and a glint of mock flashed into his eyes.
"You do know why youre here, do you?" he asked, stopping in front of her.
Jennifer was so frightened that she couldnt find her voice.
"What? Are you mute?"
His hand captured her chin and Jennifer was forced to look up at him.
"Have you showered?"
"Y...yes..."
"To my bedroom."
The mans low voice entered Jennifers ears.
Jennifer obediently followed behind him. His back looked high and noble.
"Are you afraid?"
Jennifer heard that but she didnt dare say that she was afraid. How could she not be afraid?
Suddenly, he pivoted around and swept her up into a warm embrace, lifting her off the ground. The strong aroma of his cologne surrounded her. She felt her cheeks burning hot.
"Sir... I... I can..."
Jennifer was being carried into the master bedroom and the mans voice sounded above her head.
"This is your last chance to change your mind."