CHAPTER 20

JANE POV

I sat down on the bed with my thoughts all on one person. Where was Andrew? Would he come to my rescue? Why did he even abandon me inside the room? I stood up and sauntered close to the window, there was a kitten that glimpsed sick.

I opened the window and let him inside. "What are you doing outside little guy?" I spoke to it like he could hear me and send back a reply. It gazed at me with his grey eyes, "It seems like you don't have a family, I can keep you." I said dropping it on the king-sized bed.

I smiled widely as I kept caressing it back. At least this could keep me insane, she closed her eyes at the way I caressed her! It seemed like she enjoyed it.

I looked at the environment as I felt sad once again. I looked at my tummy before rubbing it gently, I couldn't even wait to become a mother but what would Marcus do when he finds out?

The door of the room slowly plunged open gently and a lady dressed in a uniform walked in. "Sir Marcus wants you to freshen up and go downstairs for lunch," she mumbled calmly. I dropped the little kitten down but he continued to follow me, "wait here I have to take a little shower." I said dropping him on the bed.

I walked into the bathroom before unwrapping my towel, I stepped into the shower as the hotness from the shower kept pouring on my body. I wished I could stay in this position for eternity.

I laughed at my thought as I applied the shampoo to my head. I began to laugh like a psychopathic person as I brushed my teeth. Was Marcus serious about getting married to her? When I was done there was a bunch of clothing on the bed and I didn't know if it was meant for me.

I sure didn't care about what I looked like so I just grabbed any of the clothing on the bed. I was stunned at how the cloth hugged my body and still showed most of my figure. I decided to try the rest but they still hugged onto my body well.

I looked at myself and felt additional tears finding their way out of my cheeks. I noticed a ribbon in the drawer, I picked it before packing my hair in a ponytail. I was still dressing when the young lady came inside with a tray filled with food.

"You can have your meal up here if you want," she said, glancing at me. "Sure!" I murmured.

"You look nice," she said, making me nod with a faint smile. The breakfast looked different, why was it delivered like that of a queen? There was something fishy about the way Marcus was treating her.

She decided to take a huge bite from the snacks. "Uhmm, this tastes nice! What is it called?" she inquired as she took another massive bite.

"Cupcakes," the girl answered amazed at her question. She was still trying to take another bite when the door of her room swung open and Marcus came inside, "Who's kitten is that?" he said with a furious face.

"Uhm, I want to keep it," I said with a stern face.

He stared at me for a while before speaking. "I'm traveling for a month to Chicago and I want you to come with me, I can't trust you to be here again when I come back. you don't need to pack anything! We can replace them there when we get married," he said out of the blue.

He didn't even want to hear my opinion as he left before I could say anything. What was wrong with him? Why was Andrew not coming to my Rescue? Would we be able to escape? The Mafia was going to get to us sharply.

After Six-minutes of adjusting myself, the bodyguard who had slapped me hard during the period I had planned to escape with Noah walked inside. I couldn't even stare at his face because it brought back painful memory, "The boss wants you downstairs so you can leave," he mumbled. Where, are we leaving already? Why didn't he say so when he came inside here?

I took the kitten from the bed as we strode outside. I had multiple thoughts of just kicking him on the prick and running away but I knew it was in vain, I adjusted my clothes when I noticed Marcus. He looked casually outfitted, he stared at me with a smirk which I returned with a frown.

He tapped the side of the chair for me to hop beside him and I felt a bit uncomfortable. The ride to the airport was silent as I kept patting the cat calmly, I didn't know what to say and he was busy typing on his big technology.

I have always heard of planes but hadn't ridden on any. The plane which we had entered had only six passenger seats, maybe it was only meant for the rich.

We all entered as we were ushered to a seat. Marcus hadn't said any word to me since our last conversation in the room but what did I want him to say? “Please fasten your seat belt, we are about to take off, ” the lady in heels said.

I stared at Marcus, he glanced at me one last time before wiggling his head and strolling towards me. He bent down and helped me fasten my seat belt as our bodies kept bugging each other.

Immediately he left I could feel my hand getting sweaty. Only God knew how much I was feeling to throw up, the plane was about to take off as I began to panic heavily.

I felt like using the latrine then, my legs were wobbling and I felt like I was going to faint anytime soon.

I was still shaking when hard hands went around my waist and pulled me into a tight hug. The hugs were sure confronting as I began to get myself, I closed my eyes as he kept rocking my back gently.

You can call me ridiculous or selfish but the touch of his body to mine was all I wanted right now.