Chapter Three: The Beauty of Dark's Mansion

Dark Vergara's eyes sharpened as if analyzing is I was telling the truth. He caressed his jaw between his thumb and index finger. I blinked at him, but not repeatedly, for it indicated that I could lie.

"So you are telling me that you just went with a stranger, knowing that you have complete amnesia?" he asked as his conclusion. "And the doctor did not even have a say in this? Where was your family? Friends? A boyfriend, perhaps?"

Why does he have so many questions?

I almost rolled my eyes, but I looked the other way so he does not have to see it.

Well, what if I give him a little show?

I acted like my head hurt, so I placed both my hands on the sides of my head and started to groan in pain as if I was suffering. I stealthily glanced at him and saw him widen his eyes, flinch, and was bothered by my reaction. The next thing I knew, he was already holding my shoulders gently, guiding me to sit up on the hospital bed.

"What happened?" he asked worriedly and turned to the door of the room. "Nurse! Doctor!" 

"No, no, I'm fine!" I immediately said and held his hand to stop him from calling the hospital staff. "It's just that you had too many questions and triggered some nerves in my brain."

"Then you should be checked by a doctor!" he suggested.

I shook my head and began to remove the blanket from my body, urging myself to stand and act like I was leaving. "No, I think I should go back to my husband. I should not have run away. No one would help me, anyway," I sadly said.

"What are you talking about? You want to go back to your so-called husband when you don't even know if he is telling the truth ?! And what, let yourself be abused again?!" he angrily retorted. "No, you are going to stay here!"

"But I don't know where I am going now. I have to find somewhere I can live-"

"Then you stay in my place!" 

I dropped my mouth at how abruptly he decided for me.

My primary plan was for him to know me so that he would remember me for our next encounter. I never expected him to invite me to live in his house! That was even beyond my imagination! I mean, I could take advantage of it, because the more I am inside his residence, the more I get to know the information I desire to find, right? I thought it would be hard, since I heard that he is such a difficult man to please.

He inhaled sharply and glared at me with his fierce eyes. 

Does he even realize that he does not know me at all? And he is offering me to live in his place?

“But, sir, it is too much. I can just find a place for me,” I said and tilted my head.

Dark just rolled his eyes, like what I did a minute ago. “With you walking around the city with no money and people to know, it will only trigger my conscience,” he said coldly and stashed his hands both in his pockets. Without further ado, he withdrew his phone and placed it on his ear. “Hello. Prepare a guest room in the mansion. I have a visitor.”

I could not hide my amusement. Why is he allowing this easily? Look, I am a mere stranger to him. He could just leave me here in the hospital, and now he is telling me that it might kill his conscience?!

Since there were no further findings in my body if I was hurt by being hit by his car, and I kept claiming that I was okay, I was immediately discharged sooner. Dark Vergara barely took his eyes off me while he was in my room. He just went outside when he had something to call on, and after that, he would be back with his discerning eyes, cold expression, and firmly thinned lips.

"Do you want to eat first?" Dark asked while we were in the elevator of the hospital. "I heard a fancy restaurant nearby..."

"U-Uhhh, you can just decide," I said and bestowed an innocent smile. "Or we can just go straight to your, ummm, place."

He squinted his eyes and stashed his hands in his pockets. "Your stay will be only temporary in my mansion. After I find details about you, I will send you to your own family; not to your abusive husband, do you understand?" 

I only blinked. "B-But why are you helping me? You don't know me," I said with curiosity in my tone. 

"Do I have to tell you?" he retorted and avoided his gaze again, so he could focus on staring at the elevator opening after a minute. "Let's go."

"Y-Yes."

The man was too rapid to walk, so I had to shuffle my feet fast to keep up. I realized that we were walking in the parking lot while he was talking to another subject from the phone he was placing in his ear. I studied his conversation, hoping to get something about his secret establishment, but it was only a pure business call with his company. After his call, he sounded his alarm on a specific car, which was an expensive and sparkling Aston Martin.

Hmmm, dashing and wealthy, huh?

"Come here..."

Like a little kid, he just pulled my waist and gently pushed me inside the passenger's seat. I was about to say something when he just closed the car door in front of my face. I gritted my teeth while I followed him with my glares. 

What a gentle dog!

Without even saying anything to me, when he got into the car, he called someone on his phone again while inserting the key to start the engine before maneuvering the vehicle. He did not even look at me! My eyes went searching inside the car, and I had to comment on how good the scent was. It was mature, sweet, and pleasing. The dashboard, the controls, and the other parts were properly cleaned and free from dust. I must say he is very neat, far from my stereotype of the mafia bosses being disgustingly dirty with cigarettes and alcoholic drinks in the backseat. 

"Here we are now..." he announced when we were in front of a gigantic gate. "Welcome to my place."

After he made his dramatic announcement of our arrival, the gates were slowly opened by the two guards guarding them. The mixed golden and gray mansion was revealed, and it stretched to an almost hacienda-sized place. There were a lot of organized garden green trees that we passed by; significant yellow flowers that were blooming; and the pavements were clear of trash and dead leaves. The ecstatic area was so beautiful that I just dropped my jaw.

Is this a palace? This mansion is twice bigger than ours!

"What's with your expression?" I heard him ask from the driver's seat.

That is when I realized I was very amazed like a kid who was new to an amusement park, so I cleared my throat. I shook my head and awkwardly turned to him.

"I... I was just hooked on the beauty and elegance of your mansion," I said, and smiled at him.