Chapter 25 - Her Sweet Home (1/2)

Anya was ensnared in a long nightmare. She was playing and living happily with Zane. But Alvin suddenly appeared and tried every method to take her son away from her. She tried her best to keep Zane with her, tried to escape the country but nothing was working. Alvin and the Matthews family were right behind her to get Zane. In the end, his family faked a complaint, sent her to prison, and took her son away. She wanted to cry in despair, her heart was shattered, she was barely holding up but she wasn't ready to give up. She was pushing herself harder and harder.

Anya flung her eyelids open and gasped for some air while her heart was pounding crazily. It was as if she had been through everything in real life. She felt it forever before coming to an end. She tried to calm herself when her eyes weren't focused anywhere.

Slowly she came to reality. She recalled the night. 'The roses! Alvin! Hard disk??' Her tongue moved beside her gums and found the microchip. She has it safe.

'The attack…' her hand flew to her neck. She had felt a sharp pain in her neck. It wasn't because of a hit. 'Sleeping drugs?' She could only keep up with her conscious mind till somebody left her on something. Then everything was dark. She couldn't sense anything later.

'I was kidnapped.' It sat to her mind clearly. But… Shouldn't she be tied up to a chair? She was feeling warm and comfy. The cloth on her body was smooth on her skin. There was a soothing scent in the air.

Her eyes finally focused on the ceiling and her lips gaped. 'I am dreaming.' She really wanted to believe it. Because who treats anybody so royally after the kidnapping?

She was in an unnecessarily huge bedroom. Her eyes ran over the artistic ceiling. The color, texture, and design were rich. The extensive woodwork was the main highlight of the ceiling. Against the light earthen color, the fine carving of the dark wood reflected the color of nature. The corners of the ceiling were even richer in style blending with modern lighting. The chandelier above the bed had its unique charm.

Suddenly her eyes widened, 'Harper Johnsons.' She jerked up to face another shock.

”This must be a dream.” She mumbled looking at the Moroccan royal-style bedroom. This Moroccan beauty was designed with great attention to every detail. The intricate tile flooring and textures were hard to ignore.

Her mind was blown. Looking around, all she could think was, ”Holy moly… I was kidnapped to a desert castle.”

'There is no desert near the capital. The western side of the country has one desert but I never heard about a castle over there. If I am in a different country, I need a passport to return but my passport was torn. Before an escape, I need to deal with the kidnapper. The night would be the best time to escape. I need to make sure I understand this place.' Everything started running in her mind like a computer code executing nonstop.

Getting off the bed, she couldn't help but rub her arms, losing the warmth of the duvet. She was wearing a knee-length white sleep gown. She wore the home slippers that were next to her feet.

Her eyes swept around while she rubbed her arms. The room had a youthful touch to the royal style. It would belong to a princess of… No, there was no girly style thing, 'Perhaps a prince who will soon regret…' She never heard of Harper having a young son.

Her eyes were set on the other side of the bed. There was a robe of the sleep gown. She didn't shy away, she wore it to keep herself warm which was important.

'Warm? Am I not in the desert?' She thought and went near the drapes. The grey ones weren't closed the white ones were blocking her view to outside while allowing the daylight inside.

Opening the drapes, She saw lush green everywhere, ”Am I in the forest?” She didn't plan on becoming food for the wild animals when she escapes. Going out to the balcony through the bay window, she couldn't understand why people had so much money to waste. The huge lawn looked no less than a yard of palaces. Further away, large trees were giving her no idea where the hell she was at.

She thought of escaping right away but caught some men working in the garden so controlled her urge.