Where's She?

Baylis Mansion is a two hectare private property in the city's uptown residential district where most of the wealthy people are residing.

The moment she entered the mansion, she was overwhelmed with how luxurious the estate was when the expensive decors came to her sight.

'So this is what old money looks like.' She said to herself.

At this moment, Shania was being led to the guestroom on the second floor by Butler Ammon. He stopped in front of a mahogany door and turned around.

"Miss Cray, this will be your room during your stay. Everything you need is already prepared. Please take a rest first. I'll call you soon as dinner is ready."

With that, Butler Ammon left Shania alone.

When she entered the room, she couldn't help but gasp for the nth time at the meticulous design. Every piece of furniture were undoubtedly expensive yet combined together they create a warm and homey feeling.

Her eyes went to the four-poster king sized bed where thin muslin curtains were tied to each post. When draped around the bed, they create a peaceful and romantic atmosphere.

She walked to the floor to ceiling windows where she opened a slide door that led to a balcony. A light breeze blew on her face when she put her hands on the balustrade.

For a moment, as she stood there, she felt a deep sense of peace. That looking at the twinkling city lights reflected on her eyes, the dangers lurking in her life were so far away, unable to reach her.

"Xander, can I really trust you?" She muttered.

With a sigh, Shania went back to the room. Walking around, she found a walk in closet. She was surprised with the amount of female clothes prepared for her. Even the lingerie were all her size.

Thinking to herself, 'Did he ever bring any female companion home?' A pang of jealousy emerged in her heart at the thought. Nonetheless, it wasn't her business to pry on his private affairs.

Picking up some clothes to wear, she placed them on the bed. She then went to the adjoining bathroom and saw a mini jacuzzi at the corner with an overhead shower. A variety of toiletries on the vanity mirror. A set of white fluffy bathrobe and towels.

Everything was prepared just as the elderly butler told her. She took a shower first before taking a nap.

While she was resting, Xander's grandfather was talking to Butler Ammon in the study.

"Has that girl settled in her room?"

"Yes, Sir. She should be resting now." Butler Ammon bowed slightly while politely answering the old master.

"Good. She's been through a lot, so make sure she's comfortable enough. I don't want that boy blaming me for any untoward incident."

"Understood Sir. Dinner will be ready soon as Boss Xand arrives."

Grandpa Baylis waved his hand to dismiss the old butler. When the butler left, he pulled open a drawer and pushed a small button. A hidden compartment then clicked open revealing an old photograph laying there alone. It had yellowed over time that the original image was even sporting dark spots all over.

With trembling fingers, he picked it up and said to himself: "Who would have known that your granddaughter will fall into our hands in the end?"

Fate indeed has its cruel ways. Grandpa Baylis didn't know whether to laugh or cry at the current situation. Nevertheless, he decided to wholeheartedly support his only grandson in his plans.

About an hour later, Xander arrived at the mansion. Butler Ammon was already waiting for him at the door.

"Where's she?" Xander immediately asked soon as he stepped inside.

"She's currently sleeping in her room, Sir." Butler Ammon responded, adding: "The old master is waiting for you at the library."

"Alright. Have dinner served in half an hour." Xander headed towards to library.

Xander opened the door and found the old man standing by the window, supported by his walking cane on one hand.

"You're here." He turned around when he heard his grandson.

"Grandpa." Xander pressed his cheeks on both sides of Grandpa Baylis' cheeks, greeting him.

He pulled away slightly while looking intently at his eyes. "May I trouble you for some guidance?"

Grandpa Baylis felt his grandson's anxiety as he gestured for him to sit down. When both of them settled on the couch, Xander began to narrate his team's recent findings and the temporary countermeasures he had put in place.

From time to time, Grandpa Baylis would nod and sometimes widen his eyes in surprise. Towards the end, Grandpa Baylis had a proud look on him as he praised his grandson.

"You did well. I'll call some friends to further look into this matter."

"Thanks Grandpa, but there's no need to bother you on this. It'll only put you in danger. I just want to make sure that I have prepared enough to protect Shania and the company."

"Don't worry about the girl. I'll make sure she's safe here. However, if what you've found out is true, then the enemy will make their move tonight."

Xander felt relieved to hear his grandfather's assuring words about Shania. On the other hand, he was anticipating his enemy's move tonight.

They talked a while more before Xander headed towards Shania's room to call her for dinner.

He knocked on the door and when no one answered, he pushed it open.

Shania was still sleeping peacefully on the bed.

He sat on the edge of the bed before gently shaking her shoulder to wake her up.

Shania stirred before slowly opening her tired eyes. Xander's handsome face was revealed in front of her.

"Wake up. Time for dinner." Xander gently coaxed her.

"Hmm." Shania groaned in response. She sat up slowly and ran a hand on her long wavy hair.

Her voice was a bit hoarse from sleeping yet it made Xander's throat dry up that he felt a bit of heat on his crotch. Especially when he saw those pair of watery eyes still puffy from sleep, her smooth shoulders exposed on her home clothes. Although her bruises were still there, they were not as prominent as when they rescued her.

He cleared his throat and averted his gaze. "I'll see you downstairs."

He subtly adjusted his lower body as he stood up. His action was hidden from her view. Then he quickly left the room.

His actions left Shania perplexed. Looking down at her body, she finally understood. Twin peaks and their hardened tips were hinted through her thin white tank top.

"Oh no! What now?!" A blush crept to her face as she buried her face in her hands.

Did he think I was seducing him? But, this is wasn't my intention!