LOGININ THE MANSIONLaura p.o.v.We returned and Margaret immediately greeted us at the door."Hello." she smiled at us."Hello, Margaret." I hugged her."Dinner is ready. I made it especially for you.""Actually, I'm not hungry. I'll go up to my office." Richard said and left.I bowed my head.I didn't know why I felt this guilt.He was a criminal."What is up with him?" Margaret asked anxiously.We went to the kitchen, made tea and sat down.Then I told her I had tried to escape. She didn't reproach me. She even said she understood me.That calmed me down.I didn't have to feel guilty for trying to save myself.I didn't feel such guilt.Then I told her about the conversation about Richard's mother."And then he just froze. He didn't want to talk anymore. He didn't talk all the way here." I told her.She was also sad. I saw it in her eyes."Don't worry. It will pass. He just
IN THE MANSIONLaura p.o.v.We returned and Margaret immediately greeted us at the door."Hello." she smiled at us."Hello, Margaret." I hugged her."Dinner is ready. I made it especially for you.""Actually, I'm not hungry. I'll go up to my office." Richard said and left.I bowed my head.I didn't know why I felt this guilt.He was a criminal."What is up with him?" Margaret asked anxiously.We went to the kitchen, made tea and sat down.Then I told her I had tried to escape. She didn't reproach me. She even said she understood me.That calmed me down.I didn't have to feel guilty for trying to save myself.I didn't feel such guilt.Then I told her about the conversation about Richard's mother."And then he just froze. He didn't want to talk anymore. He didn't talk all the way here." I told her.She was also sad. I saw it in her eyes."Don't worry. It will pass. He just
We toured several stores.None of them had a window near the locker room.I decided to try more stores.And then I found it. The perfect store. With window to the locker rooms. I grabbed some clothes and rushed there."You'll have to wait a long time for me." I told Richard."Don't worry. There are magazines here, I'll read a little." he replied.The ideal opportunity.It was as if a higher power was helping me.I put down the clothes from the store and went up to the window.That was the right decision...Right?I started running down the street, trying to get far enough away from Richard.It was as if something weighed on me, but I kept going.What happened to me suddenly?I tried to get rid of that thought.I did the right thing.I didn't act as a policeman, but as a woman.I would not allow the incident of a year ago to be repeated.This man was a cold-blooded killer.
On the next morning."Get up, get up, darling." Margaret patted me on the shoulder. "Breakfast is ready. I was told to wake you, you will leave early."God, that's right. We were going for a walk in Rome.Apparently Richard wasn't bluffing."Okay, okay ... I'm getting up." I muttered in my sleep.After a few minutes I had to get up.I went into the bathroom, brushed my teeth, straightened my hair, put on jeans and a white one-shoulder tank top, and went downstairs.There really was breakfast in the kitchen. And not just breakfast. There was a lot, a lot of food on the table."Good morning, darling." Margaret greeted me."Good morning. Are we all going to have breakfast?" I asked."Oh, no. Richie's already had breakfast, and so is John. It's for you. Richard wanted me to do anything for you because he didn't know what you liked."There really was everything on the table. Pancakes with different types of syrups to them.
IN THE GARDEN OF THE MANSIONLaura p.o.v.John led me out into the yard, which was huge to say the least. There were even fucking fountains in the distance."It's part of the yard. At the back of the mansion is the garden and the stables." said John, waiting for my answer.I did not answer him, although it was the most beautiful yard I have ever seen."Have you ever ridden a horse, Laura?" he asked me.This question immediately took me to the past. Yes, I've been riding. I loved riding horses. Before. When Jack and I lived outside the big cities."Actually, yes. More than a year ago." I said quickly."That's great, do you want to try one of our horses?"It made me nervous when he was trying to be nice.I was here against my will, and he was even trying to impress me.I know my mission was exactly to come here, but I didn't imagine it that way. It had to be different. It had to be my way, not in a captive.
AT RICHARD VALENTINO'S MANSIONLaura p.o.v.We have arrived. In my prison.Instead of him to be behind bars, I wasthe prisoner here, I was abducted.Yes, I was in Italy with him as it shout be, but things went differently than planned.I didn't know what to expect from this man. He wasn't listening to anyone. He was a monster in all his form. He didn't care what was my opinion.As I entered through the front door on the east facade, I passed into a grand hallway. The predominant colors are dark with tan and gold highlights. This combination of colors is repeated throughout both floors of the house. The tall, heavy, varnished wood doors have as the top panel, colored glass panes of amber, blue and pink, in a geometric design. On either side of the main doors are smaller, longer versions of the colored glass windows.Off the main hallway, to the right, there was a large sitting room.This room contains original wallpaper including ceilin