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(CLAIRE)
My vision reeled when I woke up…
My headache was budding and I felt like having a cold…
The mattress beneath me was so soft that I rolled myself back and forth.
Wait.
A bed?
Did I sleep?
I was in an unfamiliar suite with a little window.
My body shot up instantly and remembered what has happened earlier. And he was there, sitting at the corner of the bed.
"Thank god you're awake," he closed the book he was reading.
"Zhio?"
"I am," he towered over me as he stood.
Where did he take me? And the fact that we're alone in a room…did he do something to me?
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh…..!"
He threw a pillow at my face. … that makes my lip shut.
"Did something happened between us?!"
I threw more pillows back at him.
I was surprised when he approached me and took my hands to face him. He hurled at me those deadly stares before laughing it off.
"In your dreams."
His grasp went loose.
He freed my hands completely and pinched my nose roughly.
"Ouch…"
He smiled.
He smiled?
Was he possessed?
Our eyes locked and, amidst that uncomfortable situation, something shook and toppled my balance. He pulled me to him to prevent me from falling. From the excessive force he exerted, I was suddenly dragged just an inch away from his face. One more quake and our lips had touched.
I was taken aback and so was he.
Surprised, we both remained in that position until somebody knocked at the door and took us back to our senses.
It was Deo.
"Sir…"
Not until then did I realize we were on a plane. A plane on flight.
"Zhio!" I screamed at him.
"Why am I here?"
They both turned at me.
Why am I here?
"Why am I here?"
I almost fainted when I went out the room and watched the clouds roll by outside the windows.
I froze and fell helplessly on the floor.
"Where were you taking me?" I asked once more as Zhio took my hands and forcibly pulled me up.
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