Chapter 185 - One Hundred And Eighty-five: You Married A Player, Live With It (2/2)

”Whatever” she waved away, ”But you two hid under the bed when everyone thought you kids were missing”

Oh boy, I now understood the reason for Niklaus' anger. The dense Maya had not searched for us properly and must have called my father to report we were missing - I'm doomed.

The once sweet soup in my mouth suddenly tasted like ashes with this tight knot in my stomach, my punishment was far from over.

I was not afraid of Niklaus' punishment, the man was too soft to give me a good spank on the butt- he was going to ground me or take away a cherished electronic gadget, nothing much.

I'll get my freedom or the gadget after a long delay. So it's irritating at first but I'll get over it in a day or two.

I ignored Tina after getting the news, forcing the now tasteless meal down my throat. I had lost my appetite but I had to eat to have the stamina to face whatever Niklaus throws my way.

”So,” Tina began all of a sudden, ”By chance when your father came to take you home, did he get too close to err...Maya or did Maya try to get close to him?”

I gave her a dirty look, ”Is that what you should be asking a child?”

She scratched the back of her head, nervously.

”Moreover, between Maya and my father, who's more liable to seduce each other” Came my question which made her mouth twitch.

I leaned towards her, ”Even if my father doesn't marry Maya, there are many other better Mayas' out there. You married a player, so live with it ”

Tina was stunned by my words that she didn't even blink until someone's voice was heard coming in our direction.

”Alright” Austin, the head guard ended the call and said to me,

”Let's go”

I frowned, ”Go where?”

”No questioning, it's your father's orders”

Oh, had the punishment begun already? Fine, take me away, jailers.

So I followed after Austin peacefully knowing I was going to spend the day or two in my room; loneliness was my friend already.

But I was surprised when we didn't head to the floor leading to my room instead to the basement level. Had Niklaus changed his tactics?

”Go in,” Austin held onto the metal door, urging me to move inside.

I gave him a suspicious look but relaxed otherwise having known that whatever they had in store would not kill me.

So I stepped in.

”What in the name of abomination is this?” I muttered as soon as I stepped into this empty room.

The room wasn't exactly as large as my bedroom, more like Maya's and the walls, painted hot pink with glitter galaxy stars. The paint was still fresh judging from the freshness and texture - Niklaus must have it fixed this morning while I was still asleep.

Bright bulbs illuminated the room which had no window and had surveillance cameras mounted at the corners of the room.

This was a nightmare.

The moment I turned around to leave this hellhole, the door was bang shut.

” Shit!” I cursed and rushed at the door, pounding hard on it.

”Let me out of here!”

But no effort was made to open the door, they purposely lured me in here.

Fine, they think I would break? No way, I was a tough little girl and I would win this fight.

There was no furniture in the room so I sat on the floor which was painted pink too, much to my disgust.

This was Anabelle's wonderland, not mine, the color was nauseating to me; I really wanted to puke. The room was deadly silent and seem to be wall proofed since I couldn't hear any sound from outside.

The pink wall clock was the only thing that reminded me that time was passing. Aside from the hourly chimes of the clock which was heightened in this silent room and the repetitive tick-tocks, my breath and the momentarily adjusting of my legs were the closest thing to a sound made.

I know what Niklaus was doing, he was punishing me mentally but I won't concede, I'm a strong girl.

There must be an AC somewhere since cool air somehow flowed into this windowless room. Truth be told, I have lived in this mansion for months and I had no idea a room as this existed.

Amid the cold air, I was beginning to sweat, my fingers were shaking while my breath came in gasps. I wasn't claustrophobic but this closed space and scene were slowly turning me into one.

The presence of these cameras was beginning to wreak havoc on my nerves- someone was probably laughing at my predicament behind those cameras.

I strode at once to the door, raving as I had finally lost it.

”Get me outta here! Get me the fuck  out of here !”