To my surprise, the door unlocked with the scan of his finger. The small hair on the back of my neck stood up at the extra security. If I didn’t remember wrongly, none of the other doors that I had seen in the mansion had this security measure. That alone already told me that this room was quite different from the rest.
The door clicked unlocked, and Hayden opened it with ease before he pulled me in through the door after him. At that point, I was so scared that I had already gotten over most of my fears. My body was no lower frozen from shock or fear and my mind had started to clear. Perhaps my experience of living with Hayden is now working to my benefit.
Fortunately, or unfortunately, I had gotten slightly used to Hayden’s anger and this wasn’t the first time that I had incurred his wrath. Although this time, I had to admit that it was probably fully my fault. Hayden had the right to be mad at me and I was willing to suffer and go through his punishment.
However, I knew that the offense that I had committed this time was much worse than the ones in the past. There were many factors involved that made my current situation much more dire and difficult compared to the other times when I got into a fight with Hayden. For instance, this time I had unfortunately uncovered some of the brothers’ evil plans.
Harvey was involved and he wanted me killed for finding out that he was still alive. I didn’t even know why the two brothers needed to fake Harvey’s death to fool the world. Nothing was making sense.
The door slammed closed behind us and I could hear the automatic sound of the mechanics of the lock locking the door. The door clicked locked, and I was trapped into a dimly lit hallway with Hayden. Hayden seemed aloof and disengaged on the surface, but I knew well enough that he was boiling with anger inside. The colder he appeared on the outside, the angrier he was on the inside.
Unfortunately, I had learnt that from personal experience. I bit my lower lip as I waited for whatever was the come.
My mind kept listing reasons why Hayden would probably keep me alive and that was when I realized that I was truly scared of dying at his hands. I could be overly giving credit to myself, but I had to say that I have been a pretty decently good girlfriend to him. He locked me up in his mansion and I obediently stayed.
As Hayden dragged me through that door, I realized that there were two more doors on either side of that door. I shivered, not wanting to know where those doors led.
To my surprise, there wasn’t a room behind the door that we had just entered. Instead, there were stairs that descended downwards. It was darker than the hallway where we were before, and I could hardly make out the steps of the stairs. Without a word of explanation, Hayden began his journey down the stairs, and I was dragged along with him. My legs shook with each step that I took down the stairs.
The stress of the situation was getting to me again and the fact that I couldn’t see very well scared me. The last thing I needed in this situation was to fall and roll down these steep stairs.
Where does this lead?
After a while of walking down the stairs, I began wondering how far we’ve descended. Does this mean that we are now underground?
As Hayden dragged me down multiple flights of stairs, I was quite certain that we had descended far enough for us to be underground which meant that Hayden’s mansion had a hidden underground floor? I didn’t feel curious about what I would find there at all. I didn’t want to know anything anymore.
Hayden came to an abrupt stop, and I almost crashed into him as his powerful arms yanked me down the last few steps of stairs. I let out a small cry as I almost lost my balance. Thankfully, I didn’t fall because Hayden made no effort to check to see if I made it alright. He never turned around to check on me for the entire walk down here.
--To be continued...