His Mansion

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Micaela was sitting stiff and watching how the remote-controlled enormous metal gate automatically gave access letting the SUV car drive in. Her eyes grew wide darting the scenario in front. Her fingers clasp the strap of the bag tightly. The huge white mansion stretches across a vast piece of land, stood proud and tall like some castle of fairy tales. High glass windows, impressive. The estate seems much bigger than the one she lived with her husband. Her husband was wealthy but this place screams fortune spends on it. A fountain sits in the middle of the garden imposing magnificence in style. Guards dressed in black carrying arms littered all over the lawn making sure even a fly cannot make out of this place without their knowledge.

No doubt being the mafia king, he is fully loaded. She glanced to her left at the man who was driving with fully focused ahead. The car stops on the porch and Adan steps out closing the door and round her side. He opens the door and looks at her with blank expression, his silence spoke her to get down. Hesitantly she laid her feet on the concrete ground and she flinched when he closed the door.

"Let's go." His right hand pushed her back softly when he saw her in daze and she flinched. She shivered at his touch and hesitantly walked along him. The elegant double door opened and a lady in her mid-forty smile and slightly bowed her head seeing her master. She was dressed in black skirt which reach till her knees and a white shirt with matching apron.  As they saunter inside Micaela's eyes gawked at the elegant crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling. 

 Imperial staircase made it ways to the next floor.  The living room was big and filled with modern refined furniture and decorative taste. She recalled her day back when she wanted to decorate their house and how her husband twisted her hand for touching and making changes in their bedroom. After that day she never dared to lay her hands.

"Aunt Mary, she is Micaela, another maid, take her under your wing and show her the room beside mine. Give her some Jane's clothes for the time being." Adan spoke softly and then turned and faced her. 

"Come sweetie, I will show you everything." Aunt Mary gesture with a pleasantry smile and her eyes dart back at Adan who was already staring at her intensely, gave a nod which means he signaled to go.

Climbing the they reach the corridor when Micaela tripped over her own feet and Aunt Mary turned back and muttered," careful daughter", and resumed walking while Micaela out of nervousness she looked around and when her eyes drop down, she spotted Adan still staring at her with emotionless face. But when their eyes met, he let out a devilish smirk. An icy fear slithers down her spine when she noticed him still staring at her and what's with that smirk?

Nervously Micaela shook her head, quickening her legs and reach behind Aunt Mary who was few steps ahead. She unlocked the door and after sauntering inside.  

"So here goes your room." Aunt Mary exhaled showing around the room with her hand in a dramatic motion and then turned to face her who was scanning the room with satisfaction. Even though it was not her ideal situation but she was grateful.  At least till she figures out her next plan, she is thankful to have a pristine bed and a roof as shelter. The best part was when she removed the curtains, through the floor to roof glass window, she spotted the beautiful balcony which has a metal chair hanged to a post like a swing and she planned to sometimes relax there.

"Freshen up and come downstairs. I will arrange some clothes for you." Aunt Mary spoke and with a plastered smile she vacant the room. 

Micaela approached the door and locked it. She removed the bag from her shoulder and dropped it on the bed and plopped down beside exhaling. The bed felt comfy under her back. Her body felt feeble and tiredness blurred her vision. After some time only the soft snoring sound filled the room.

Unaware of her surrounding the door opened and a figure slither in and approach near her. Staring at her peacefully sleeping face Adan lips curved into a smile. The way her thick lashes hugging her cheeks and her lips slightly parted, she looks adorable.

What the fuck? Adorable? Seriously?

Dismissing his own thought, Adan noticed her sleeping clumsily and lean down carefully not wanting to wake her cautiously slides his hands under her waist and neck and carried her in his arms. In her sleep she snuggled closer in his chest. Although she rubbed her cheek on his shirt yet the mere action made all his blood rush through his vein and his manhood twist inside his pant. She was the prettiest woman ever walked in the land of the earth. He mused.

And for some unknown reason warmth filled his heart and with that he gently laid her head on the pillow and then her back pressed on the bed. Spreading a comfy over her body he was about to straighten up when the door opens and Aunt Mary slips in. Her steps halted when she saw him leaning few inches away from Micaela's sleeping form.

 Adan turned at her direction and before she opens her mouth, he signaled placing his index finger against his lips to remain silent. At first, she was baffled. Aunt Mary switched her orbs from Micaela and back at Adan and nodded her head in understanding. Silently with her eyes, she indicated her hands which were draping some clothes while sauntering near the corner table and placed it and then turns her heel to leave. Reaching near the threshold she turns and for once glance back at Adan doubtfully and closes the door behind her back.  

Adan was about to leave when his eyes fell on her square sized handbag. 

Approaching near the edge he picked up the bag, pulled the zip of the first compartment and he was perplexed when he didn't find nothing inside it. Then he unzipped the second and aside from some currency notes there wasn't anything doubtful. He counted the notes, which was all in total not more than 500 dollars. He shoved back those notes and zipped them back.  Placing the bag, the way it was before, he left the room. 

Well, it won't take time to dig out her information. Was it a coincidence that she bumped into him or some pre-planned plot by his enemies? In their world, beautiful women are bait used to deceive enemies and slay them neatly.  

She's beautiful trouble and he was willingly inviting her to destroy him. After all, there is no fun without risk. There is no fun without the rush of adrenaline.

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