"How many times have you met the dog since then?" Hayden inquired.


    "Countless times. I feed Little Hayden here loads of snack and he fell in love with me…" Harvey said, a little too proudly.


    "More like he fell in love with the snacks. So, how did the dog get in this room?" Hayden continued asking.


    "I always keep the door open for him in case he turns up. He usually does so…" Harvey replied casually.


    "You left the door open. I knew it," Hayden said as his eyes narrowed at his brother in disapproval.


    "If I didn’t leave it open then how could Little Haydene in. Because of your warning no one in their right mind would even enter the hallway to my wing anyways," Harvey said with a slightint.


    "Some girls aren’t in their right mind…" Hayden muttered as if talking to himself.


    "Haha! Evidently so…" Harvey said afterughing loudly.


    "You realize that this is your fault, right? You knowingly built a rtionship with that dog. Then he ran in here and Malissa had to follow. On top of that, you left the door to the room opened…" Hayden pointed out.


    "Hmm…I guess…" Harvey said without much of a care.


    "You wanted to see her, didn’t you?" Hayden said knowingly.


    "Maybe…" Harvey replied as he cocked his head to the side.


    …


    **Three dayster**


    It’s been three days since I’ve been locked up in here and I haven’t seen Hayden since. I knew that he was beyond mad at me but a part of me sort of expected him to pay me a visit some time soon. Now it has been three days and he hasn’t turned up at all. I felt quite fine when he didn’t turn up to see me on the first day.


    He was probably still mad so I had expected that he wouldn’te down here to see me. However, as the second day past by without Hayden paying a visit, I started to feel very anxious and slightly depressed about it.


    By the end of the third day, I was fully depressed and losing my appetite to follow his instruction for me to ’eat’ the food and everything else that was periodically delivered to the room. On top of it all, I was bored and overly worried about theck of progress on mymission work.


    Since I was stuck here and had no ess to my art studio or any of my canvases and tools, I have not made any progress on mymission work. Neither did I have inte ess to get in contact with my clients to tell them about the potential dy in the work.


    Without anything to indicate the date and time, I had started using the arrival of my meals to tell me the time. It wasn’t a stretch to assume that the meals arrived on time, breakfast, lunch and dinner.


    I guess this is what it means to lose it all and start again from square one. If Hayden would juste down here to see me, I could talk to him about my worries. He’ll probably listen to me more or less if I had all the right reasons lined up. I’ve thought repeatedly about what I would say to him if and when he came down here.


    The biggest problem was that whenever the door to the room opened, no one was there apart from the trolley of food.


    If this goes on any longer, I’m going to start talking to that trolley…


    Suddenly, the familiar sound of the door sliding opening filled the room. My head immediately turned towards the door to see that I was right, the door was sliding open. I got off the bed and quickly headed for the door. I just had lunch and not enough time had past for it to be dinner time which can only mean that the door is opening for some other reason than to deliver me food. Finally!


    "Alive and well?"


    A familiar voice greeted me, and my eyes widened as the door fully opened to reveal a tall man dressed in an impably stylish dark blue suit. He smiled at me, and a chill ran down my spine. Automatically, I took a few steps back, retreating into my room as my eyes stared at him.


    "Harvey…" I whispered in pure shock.


    Why is he here? Where is Hayden?


    "This sure is a lot of security. I had to walk so far just to get here…" Harveyined yfully as he took a couple of steps forward until he was standing inside my room.


    He smiled at me as his blue eyes watched me closely. The door behind him slowly slid close and locked itself.


    Great, I’m locked inside this room with Harvey. Perhaps, I had survived before, but I didn’t see how I could get out of this alive this time. My body trembled and I realized that I was extremely frightened of him and what he might do to me.


    "Sorry for disappointing you. My brother is still quite mad at you so he’s not going to be showing his face here any time soon…unfortunately…" Harvey apologized with absolutely no remorse.


    I didn’t know what to say to that, so I just bit my lip and averted my eyes from his prating gaze. He was right, I was extremely disappointed. For a moment, I honestly thought that Hayden had finallye to see me. How long is he going to be angry at me for?


    "You should take a seat and rx, I’ll be here for a while," Harvey said casually.


    I jumped in my panic as he made his way deeper into the room and sat down on a chair next to the table. His eyes were immediately on the various restraining objects ced on the table and a small smile curved his lips. Although he hasn’t done anything yet, I could feel the danger emanating from his body in waves.


    Slowly, he ran his fingertips along a handcuff ced on the table as if he was admiring its beauty and I gulped before my entire body froze.


    --To be continued…