“How are they holding up there? Won’t you go help them. There’s no reason for you being here. I’m fine” Sophia threw her hands up in the air and complained.
For hours she’s been holed up in her room like some rapunzel, she didn’t know what was going on in the grounds of the maze and the man in front of her didn’t sound forthcoming to speak a word.
“Until Luca confirms you’re fine, would I step a foot away from this room” he said, moving a foot away from her.
She had come closer to him trying to sap information from him.
Bribing him with things which were obviously Luca’s.
“But I’m fine” she tried untying her robe and Angelo turned to the door, she rolled her eyes tying it back “I’m clothed. I just want you to know I’m really fine. Well apart from my sprained ankle”
“And I told you to go lay down. The doctor will arrive soon”
Sophia stomped her feet to her bed, the four poster bed felt like a trap now.
She gazed out the balcony from where she lay, the sun peeking from the horizon.
The view was top notch.
No lie.
She never knew there was a balcony in her room, she groaned into her pillow hating how she was getting adapted to her prison.
Liking and wanting to know about her room and the house.
It wasn’t a good vantage but nonetheless at least she made him out in the sea of smoke and men in fire gears.
“Uhh”
“You can sleep, miss. Boss will be here soon” Angelo went to the door to stand next to it.
“The flames have been put off already”
Sophia sprung up from the bed, “what? How did you know that?” She eyed him.
Her eyes tracing his body for something which she didn’t find and lay back on the bed.
“I’m with my phone” Angelo raised his hand with his phone inside “and so getting reports on what’s happening down there”
“But—”
The loud ringing of Angelo’s phone caught their attention and he answered it immediately only giving a humming sound to whoever was on the line and then the call ended with him crossing the room to her.
“The fire is gone. The maze is in shambles and Luca is back but injured so you’re going to stay here miss. I’m going to go down there to check him out and send someone to watch over you since I won’t be doing that—”
“Let me come with you” Sophia sat up on the bed trying to pull her robe away from her body but Angelo stopped her by holding onto her elbows.
“Luca wouldn’t want you to see him in such a state. He—”
“But—”
“Please miss,” Angelo implored.
His eyes spoke volumes Sophia understood all too well, she watched how he left the room without turning back.
Knowing Luca and how complacent he was, she knew how vulnerable he would be in such a state and wouldn’t want her presence anywhere close to him.
Sophia tightened her lips, she shouldn’t care but her heart ached for some stupid reason she couldn’t explain.
Like how she really wanted to see Luca.
She closed her eyes and continuously knocked her head on the bed.
She was irritated at her good conscience and heart for praying he was fine and nothing severe happened to him after all she started it by going into the maze first and he came out last and hurt.
It wasn’t up to an hour until another man knocked on her door alerting, he was sent by Angelo to watch over her and she groaned, almost screaming but cooled it down. This chapter was taken from novelping.com without permission.
Days passed with her cooped up in her room, the maids not spitting a word concerning Luca or anything about the maze and she wasn’t let out.
They were hiding something.
She took her bath, ate at the appropriate times and read books she had thankfully stocked up in her room before the issue of the maze’s.
She wanted to go out.
Even the air she was getting from sitting on the balcony wasn’t enough.
She wanted to stretch her legs and move around or…probably see Luca.
God, how she had fiddled around with the pass she had to move around the house now one restriction had all her organs mushed up.
She bit her lips sliding the book she held out on the bed where she laid.
Leg crossed at the knee, her face to the ceiling of the bed pondering how she was going to sneak out of the room without anyone getting a hold of her.
Her mind went through the time the maids came to bring her food and she clicked it together at a definite time.
There was no watch, phone or clock to tell her the time but she knew it was likely at least eight o’clock.
One thirty o’clock for snacks and soft drinks before and six o’clock for dinner.
A sly grin pulled at her lips and she giggled at her thoughts and what she had planned for the next coming days.