Eighty - two

Martha

I woke up languidly, stretching myself out on the bed. Alex really wore me out, I could still feel how sore I was down there.

I opened my eyes and saw that I was already getting dark, which means that I’ve been asleep for a long while, that is. I yawned and looked to my left, but Alex wasn’t there.

I shook away the creeping feeling of fear threatening to worm its way into my heart. He probably is in the bathroom or downstairs doing something, there’s no need to be alarmed, right?

I tied a towel around my naked body and went to the bathroom, in search of Alex, but he wasn’t there.

“Alex? Where are you?” I called out, listening to my voice echo off the walls. I received no reply in turn and I almost panicked.

“Alex? This isn’t fun anymore. If you’re here, just tell me now,” I said, trying to lighten the heavy feeling in my chest.

Still, no reply. I rushed upstairs with quickness and severity. My heart was thudding against my chest. Where could he be? Was it Lucian again? Is he in