CHAPTER 88

I FELT DIZZY AS THOUGH I'D BEEN ON A ROLLER COASTER. My whole lead was spinning and I could grab hold on my very own stance. I struggled to.open my eyes and the moment I did, I realised I wasn't in the bathroom anymore.

My memories quickly kicked back to the last scene and revealed Jeannine. Where had she brought me to? and why?

I struggled to wake up and with difficulty managed to sit up.

Unfortunately, I found two set of vampire eyes looking right at me without blinking. They were dark and held such a good way of expressing evil. They narrowed at me accompanied by a howling sound making me think I was with a wolf.

I reached out for the glass of wine, nearby and spilt in into the two eyes.

"Ouch!!!" a scream echoes throughout the room and I recognised the voice. It was Lane's. But what was he doing here??

I lost my balance and fell to the floor knocking my head really hard. I reached out for support and felt a soft fabric. It must've been the curtain. It was silk and seemed to be made from a very loose cloth.

My eyes widened and I gasped. I wasn't in my room neither was I in a bathroom. As shocking as the truth was, it was true.

I was in a hotel room with director Lane!!

"You stained my suit beautiful girl", he smiled as he looked down at his stained shirt just about his protruding belly. His eyes were red and burnt from the alcohol in the wine giving him a much nasty look than before.

I was staggering from him and had myself situated in the corner of the room. My head was still feeling dizzy and I couldn't understand what was going on. Whatever this man was planning on doing to me, it wasn't good. I had to escape.

"I....I...can take it....to dry cleaning....for you....", I battled to take words out of my mouth at the same time looking around for refuge.

I staggered to the window and unfortunately it was too high up and I couldn't reach it despite being in heels.

I tried pulling down the curtains but they were too stiff. I palpated the smooth wall with hope that maybe I'd find something that would help me burst out of this place.

Unfortunately, another dizzy spell engulfed me and I fell to the side of the bed.

"Baby girl....there's no need for a dry cleaning service....you can wipe it off with your hands and that will do ....", he said.

My vision was blurred and I couldn't see him clearly but I was able to sense his footsteps and tell that he was headed my direction.

I backed away and stopped when I felt my back slam against a wall.

I saw a figure stand in front of me and in a scared manner brought my legs to my chest.

"No no no! Don't be scared.....am not going to do anything to you....just this night and we can call the shots....", his voice changed immediately after he saw me.

He looked at me head to toe and it was obvious he was drooling over me. I might have been drugged but I was not in anyway a helpless woman.

I wouldn't let him do to me what he wanted to. That was Adam's place and not his.

I crawled to the other end of the bed but with every effort I made, my body became weaker and weaker. I was breathless and my vision got more blurred. I collapsed onto the carpet and my heart yerned for release. I wanted more than anything for all this to be over.

Then, I felt my body being lifted off the ground and carefully placed on the bed. I was wearing a lace night gown and from the light breeze blowing over it from the fan above, I could tell I had nothing beneath.

These people are wicked.

I lied lifeless on the bed as tears streamed down my eyes. I had begged. I had fought. I had resisted but it didn't work. I tried whatever was in my power to get away but I couldn't.

I left it all to the hands of fate to rescue me.

I closed my eyes in terror. An hour must have passed from the time we struggled and no one was here to rescue me. I gave up.

Whatever happens, happens.

I turned my head to the other side and saw this man. He was taking his cloths off with a devious smile on his face. He sure was in a hurry and I knew my destruction was near.

After undressing, he stopped and looked at me, not knowing where to start from. At first, it seemed he was struggling to tame the desire he was having for me. But then he walked close to my and took my shoes off.

I shivered the moment his hands touched my skin. It felt as extremely cold ice had been dropped into my skin.

He shivered too and licked his lips right after. From the look on his face, I could read the nasty thoughts raiding in his mind.

He seemed excited about it and couldn't wait to do more damage.

I took a deep breath and got overwhelmed with feelings of fear, uncertainty and anxiety. Following the emotional break down, I shut my eyes tight hoping not to have a visual memory of all this as I would definitely die of guilt.

He started to touch me and I felt his hands on my shins and slowly split my legs. A shiver spread throughout my body and my senses became remarkably stronger.

I quickly pushed my legs back together tightly and wept.

"Please don't do this....am begging you please....", I cried