New Environment

The next morning…

 Flora POV

I flickered my eyes open and my gaze landed on the ceiling.

Huh?

This is not my room; I thought as I tossed the duvet aside and sluggishly sat up.

I looked around the room and everything came replaying in my head.

How I had met inked guy.

How he had saved me and brought me to his house.

I breathe out heavily while I hugged my legs to my chest. This inked doesn't really look so good to me, he looks so dangerous.

But I was glad he saved me last night, but I needed to leave as soon as possible.

But where will I go? 

 My stomach suddenly grumbled loudly, I looked down at it and realized I haven't had anything since last afternoon.

“Hey stomach, food is my least problem for now, so you should behave” I cautioned, while I rubbed it with my right palm.

I darted my eyes around the whole room again; it's so beautiful and has many girls stuff in it, but it couldn't be compared to mine in my mum's house, though.

Uh mm,

Perhaps it's her girlfriend's room.

I crawled out of the bed and rolled my eyes at my black dress, I strode to the closet and pulled it open, my eyes bulged. “Wow” I mouthed. There were many beautiful dresses.

I ran a hand through them, smiling broadly, so beautiful. I wish I could try them all.

Without thinking twice, I pulled a yellow gown from its hanger; still smiling sheepishly to myself.

I stepped out of my black gown and hurriedly wore the yellow gown.

I walked to the mirror to have a look.

Oh my, I used my palms to cover my flamed cheeks. It was specially made for me; it fits so perfectly.

But the problem is that, it stops at my mid-thigh, which I was never allowed to wear in my ex-husband house.

My stomach grumbled again, I muffled a groan. You will never listen, will you?

I put on my black gown; I can't possibly wear the dresses when I am not permitted to, right? I rearranged my hair and with one last look, I found my way out the door.

Not only that, but I kept admiring the whole thing in the gigantic house as I descended the stairs slowly. One could tell inked guy is rich, a dangerous rich guy.

Everywhere was damn silent, it seems no one was in the house. I thought as I climbed down the last stair.

“Oh…my…world” I drawled, gazing at the magnificent living room.

I slowly counted my steps towards the sculpted figure in the living room. I ran my forefinger on it; admiring every part of it. It's a female figure, and it looks so beautiful.

“Good morning, ma'am” I heard a voice behind me, I flinched, holding on to the carved figure for support.

I breathe out softly before turning around, it was a woman, probably in her late forties.

She shot me a friendly smile, “You don't have to scared, ma'am. I'm the housekeeper of this house and Zayn had informed me there's a guest in the house” She explained, I mouthed an “oh” while I nodded my head twice.

“You must be tired ma'am, so come eat first” She urged me. Instantaneously, smile cover up my face.

We got to the dinning and my smile grew wider. I took my seat and the woman motioned me to serve myself, I nodded curtly and opened the dishes.

My mouth watered at the sight in front of me. Macron with baked chicken.

“Enjoy your meal, ma'am,” The woman says and turned to leave.

“Hm mm… Ma'am” I called, she turned to me again. “Why haven't I seen him around?” I asked slowly, not knowing how to address inked man. “Zayn has gone out since dawn” She replied with a light smile, “So his name is Zayn” I mumbled as I watch the woman's back.

Stella POV

“When last did all of you see my daughter?” I yelled to the eight maids who were standing before me, they all lowered their heads without saying a word.

“Have you all gone deaf?” I sneered and one of them looked up, shivering. “Uh mm… Ma'am” she stutters. “Yes, speak,” I urged her as I walked closer to her. “Last evening, ma'am Flora demanded for two glasses of juice” She says, I furrowed my brows. “Was she with someone?” I asked and she shook her head.

Oh no,

Where has she gone to?

I went to her room a while ago to tell her breakfast has been served, but only to find her room empty.

I checked everywhere, but she's nowhere to be found. “Go get the gatekeeper,” I ordered one of them, and she scuttled off immediately.

I plonked on a couch as I brought my palms to my face. “Flora, please don't do this to me,” I mouthed.

“Good morning, ma'am” I heard the gatekeeper voice, I got on my feet.

“Where's my daughter, Carson?” I shot at him, he took a step backward. “I… Don't have…an idea ma'am” He stuttered, I charged towards him and grabbed his arms. “Please ma'am, it's not my fault” He pleads.

“Then whose fault? You are in charge of that entrance Carson, it's your duty to know who goes in and out, and time!” I scowled.

He brought his head down, “I think ma'am Flora sedated my drink to escape” He confessed, and I slowly released his arms.

 Ryder POV

I watched Flora's mum as she sobbed quietly on the single couch. I could feel my heart sank immediately she narrated how Flora had escape.

But I still don't get it, why would she leave the house? For what reason?

Jeez! I ran a hand through my hair while standing on my feet.

“You need to stop crying Aunt, the police are going to look into it and I will try best to look for her” I assured.

She didn't say anything.

I breathe out and turned to leave.

I know she doesn't like me for her daughter; but what other choice does she have?

We are the Gabriel's, we always have what we want.

I slide into my car, ignited the engine and drove out of their compound.

Where are you, Flora?