Chapter 4
Alexa
As I blinked my eyes open, a throbbing ache in my head, drawing me out of a hazy fog. Confusion wrapped through me as I tried to remember where I was because the room was unfamiliar.
I sat up, my heart hammering against my chest as I remembered what had happened. I was trapped, locked up, kidnapped by the sexy man I had a one night stand with.
I sigh in frustration as this only confirms that I make bad decisions.
Anger surged through me, overriding my pity party, how dare he lock me up and force me to be his queen, if he thinks I’d just let go and listen to him he must be crazy.
“Let me out! This is not right.” I screamed from where I was sat, I knew I wouldn’t get an answer but I could try. But I was met with silence, mocking and suffocating.
I got off the bed, I started looking for any possible way out. I checked the windows but they were locked, I checked for any thing I could at least to break the windows and escape but all to no avail. There was no means of escape, I was truly trapped.
But I refused to give up. With every ounce of strength I possessed, I pounded on the door, my shouts growing louder with each moment praying someone would hear me and come save me from here.
I would not be kept prisoner. Not today. Not ever
After banging on the door and shouting for what felt like eternity, I gave up. Angrily I started thrashing the room, breaking everything I could break, at least if I couldn’t get out, I at least could do this to calm myself. I can’t think logically when I’m angry.
I tempered he mentioned me being in his palace, wait is he a king? Ugh, what have I gotten myself into? I sighed before sitting down, my head was aching, my stomach grumbling. I was exhausted out of my mind, this was not how I imagined life after my divorce to be.
Suddenly, the door opened and there he was, standing in front of me with a smirk, his eyes roamed the room and he seemed impressed that I trashed the room.
I got up and moved towards him yet again. “How dare you? How dare you lock me up and force me to be what I am not?” I asked him shouting at the top of me voice, he stares at me blankly. I was infuriated, why the fuck would I be talking to him and he’d be ignoring me. Who the fuck does he think he is? I get he’s a king but I don’t really care.
“I’m talking to you, answer me!” I shouted once again. He still didn’t answer, instead he started moving towards me closing the distance, I kept moving back til my back hit the wall and I had nowhere to go again. He looks into my eyes and says, “don’t you dare raise your voice at me.”
This angered me, he kidnapped me and he’s telling to just act quiet and merry? The audacity!
“Look here, I don’t care if you’re a king or whatnot, I am not going to stay here any longer so leave me and let me out for fuck’s sake, why would you force me to be your queen?” I shouted. “Yes, I get it, we had sex. There’s nothing more, I just wanted to have fun and let loose for one night. All this talk about being your queen and staying in your palace forced is not for me. I am a free woman, I am my person.” I added.
To my surprise he lets out a cold laugh. “I said do not fucking raise your voice at me!” He growled. I jump back, sinking deeper into the wall. Okay, he is scary and I don’t want to get in his bad said if I don’t find a way out of here.
“Now listen to me,” he said. “You don’t have a choice, you’d stay here under my roof in my palace and you’d assume your duties as my queen,” he added.
I was dumbfounded, I thought I was finally free last night but look at me now. “What? I don’t…”
“I already said you should not argue with me, you’d do as I say, you have no other choice, how many times do I have to repeat myself? Are you that stupid or you’re pretending to be?” He shouted, interrupting what I was about to say
“Until you accept your fate, you won’t be allowed to leave this room,” he added, his voice a little calmer now. “I’d assign you a maid that would look after you and fend to your every need,” he added.
I couldn’t do any other thing than stare, there was no point in arguing, he was set on keeping me here whether I liked it or not. “You can’t keep making a fool of yourself and be shouting, you’re the future Luna, so act like it,” he says, drawing me out of my thoughts.
“Do you understand me?” He asks and I nodded my head. I decided to agree wit him now and plot my escape later, I would gain his trust while looking for a way out. If I acted like he wanted me to, he wouldn’t suspect that I was plotting to escape.
“Alexa,” he began, his voice low and menacing, “you must understand that as my fiancée, there are certain rules you must follow. I had no idea he was still talking to me as I was lost in thoughts, he fueled once again. “I am talking to you, when I talk to you, you listen and you answer me,” he says.
“Don’t you dare speak to me like that, I might be your prisoner but have some respect for me,” I said unable to control my mouth. “And I’m supposed to be your queen isn’t it? Is that how you’d talk to you queen?” I added, silently praying he doesn’t get mad because at this point I was digging my grave.
He doesn’t answer but instead calls out to Hunter and asks him to bring the maid in. Hunter enters with the maid and I get him a dirty look, he looks amused before he goes outside. The girl was dressed in a uniform no doubt was the cloth every other maid wore, she was looking down with her hand folded at her back, she looked beautiful and was a bit taller than me, she looked like someone I could trust.
“This is Veerly, your personal maid,” he finally says. “She’d be assisting you in everything you need and would keep you company, if you need anything at all call on her and she’d deliver,” he added.
I nodded my head at him and try to act meek as possible so he’d think I’ve finally accepted to be here. He looked at me then walks out, as he was walking away I allowed my eyes roam on his retreating figure and I sighed with pleasure. I shook my head snapping out of it, reminding myself I was in this situation because of my need to satisfy my need.
“Hi, good afternoon ma’am, my name is Veerly,” Veerly says. I looked up at her and she shrunk back, “ I’m sorry your highness, I should not have spoken to you without your permission. Please don’t be annoyed I’d refrain from doing so ever again,” she says. I sigh, “no, no it’s alright. I’m not angry at you,” I say to her. “And please my name is Alexa not ‘your highness’, don’t call me that,” I added.
“But your highness, it can’t be heard of that I called you by your name. I’d be punished,” she replied. “Punished? Because I request you to cal me by my name?” I asked, surprised by her words.
She nodded.
I sigh again for the umpteenth time. “Do as I say or I’d make sure they punish you, I’m the queen you know, he would do as I say,” I stated. She shook with fear and I felt guilty. “But your highness..” “okay, let’s do it like this, when we are along you should call me by my name but if we are with others you can call me that ‘your highness’ whatever, deal?” I said interrupting her. She nodded and stood straight obviously glad that I came to terms with her.
“I’m here to help you settle in just fine. I’ll do everything I can to make you feel comfortable.”
I felt relived as I returned Veerly’s smile, grateful for her kindness and some how I knew I could trust her. I decided to ask her to help me.
“So Veerly, you said you’d do anything to make me feel comfortable and also help me, yes?” I asked. She nodded, smiling at me.
“Would you help me escape from here?” I asked.