Chapter Seven

Mirabella's pov

Left in the room where the man who had turned out to be my saviour had ordered the guards to put me, excitement surged through me at the thought of finally leaving this shithole and bidding goodbye to its memories, all thanks to him.

"I can't believe this is happening," I muttered, still out of disbelief that the same man who had turned my cry for help down would be the one saving me.

"But who is he really?" I could not stop wondering how he had the kind of power that made Helen and Mr. Levine stay silent when he spoke and gave orders.

Immediately after the door opened and he walked inside, I rose from the bed.

"Thank...thank you, sir," I said, with a smile.

But his expression was stern, which threw me into confusion.

He stared at me for a few seconds before commanding, “Strip naked.”

“Excuse me?” My eyes widened in shock, confusion washing over me.

He slowly walked over to a chair and sat down, my gaze glued to him as my heart raced.

Crossing his legs, he asked, “Yo