"Escape"

If she was his with love, fine and good! Otherwise he would forcefully make her his own, Rayven had decided.
-In the afternoon-
She stood in the dressing room while looking at the dress.
When you have so many options, it becomes very difficult to choose one of them. The same was the case with poor Emilia at that time.
Then her same old way of putting her finger on anyone with her eyes closed.
That's what she did.
She opened her eyes as her fingers randomly grabbed onto a dress. She took it down and held it straight in front of her.
It was an elegant fancy black long sleeve high neck see through plaid pattern mesh mid sheath dress.
"Perfect for the club" she thought, smiling subconsciously.
"Its so pretty! She mumbled while her eyes shined like a children.
"I don't know who suggested the shoes, clothes and jewelry collection from here, but whoever did it has done a great job" she admired looking around.
"Anyway, I am going to wear it! She waved the dress around excitedly. Indeed, she was kept as a hostage here. She was at least enjoying the days she was here.
Then she began to prepare when she realized the time.
First, she put her dress on which hugged her beautiful curves perfectly. She wore matching high heels with it.
In the name of jewelry she wore a pearl necklace.
The sparkle of the necklace made her wonder if these were real pearls! Well, as rich as Rayven is, it can never be an imitation! Emilia thought impressed.
"If I am going to the club, I must wear a little smokey makeup", she thought while tapping her finger at her chin.
After an hour of hard work, she was ready. She examined herself in the giant mirror mounted in the wall.
"Perfection" her own praise flowed from her mouth.
"I knew I was beautiful, but I didn't know I could look this much beautiful too!"
Meanwhile someone knocked at the door and drew her attention.
"Little one, are you ready? It was his voice or a melodious melody that drifted into her ears.
She was immersed in his melodious voice for some time. So, not getting any answer, Rayven spoke again. "Emilia, I'm coming in!
Hearing this, Emilia quickly turned towards the door, but he had already entered.
Seeing Emilia looking so beautiful, he was stunned. As if he could not choose which words to praise her.

"Splendid" he uttered, mesmerized by her beauty.
Emilia did not let go of this chance to win his side and gathered up courage she instantly asked.
"Hey Rayven! How am I looking?
He couldn't answer her question right away because he was rendered speechless.
He couldn't believe that this little one had left him speechless. How could she make him feel weak for her?
Emilia blushed at his reaction.
"R- Rayven" Emilia's voice drew her attention.
He instantly cleared his throat and looked away as he realized that he was staring too much.
It's not like he had never seen beautiful girls in his life before. His beauty and dominating personality always made the girl around him weak in knees for him. He had seen many beautiful girls, probably more beautiful and gorgeous than Emilia but the difference here was her innocence in her eyes, which he had never noticed in any other girl he had met yet.
"Rayven I asked how I am looking?! She repeated, trying to divert his attention from her body.
"So wonderful that my heart is trying to tell me not to take you anywhere, but rather... He deliberately left the sentence incomplete and Emilia grew red as understood the meaning of his shameless words, but she contended to keep quiet and pretended not to understand.
"So what do you say! Should I not end your boredom at home? I know so many interesting ways to do that! He smirked meaningfully.
She looked at him dumbfounded.
"Y- you said you would take me out! She said pouting. This was her way to divert his mind to another topic.
"I am my little one! You don't even know how to take jokes!" He said.
"That means shall we go now? She asked, blinking.
"Hmm, Ladies First!He said moving aside and his deep voice made Emilia swallow as she moved slowly towards the door.
Behind his lips twisted to a faint smile.
His smile abruptly faded as she stopped near the door of her room.
"Excuse me!! I am not a lady! I am a girl! She reminded him as she thought it was very important for him to know.
He smiled again at her childish talk while his vivid eyes pierced hers.
He blinked to assure her that he got it.
His mansion was huge as fuck she noticed as they walked to exit. At first she tried to mind every single detail of the way but it became difficult as they kept on walking and walking.
"Where is the exit?" she finally said when she got tired of walking.
A smirk formed on his lips as he heard.
"Don't worry little one! Exit isn't as far as you are thinking! It's just I'm trying to confuse you about the routes, so you couldn't run away! He informed her.
"This cunning Moth- she stopped mid in mumbling as he got her angry all of sudden.
Why the fuck he's so brutally honest! She thought angrily.
Finally she noticed a giant exit door made of wood.
A Porsche was waiting outside for them already as they walked out of that huge ass mansion.
Rayven moved a little faster and opened the car's door for her.
She quietly sat inside ignoring his gaze.
Then he instantly came towards the steering side and settled himself in.
He started the engine and drove away. During the ride Emilia could only focus on his manly appealing hands, moving round and round at the steering wheel.
She noticed that he seemed to be thinking something. She felt relieved that he was too busy thinking to talk to her.
After a while he stopped the car in front of a flashy building. Fluffed lights coming out of the building were telling the persons present outside that 'a lot was going on inside'.
Rayven stepped out of the car and fixed his black silk shirt he was wearing.
Of course he was looking like a whole eye candy to everyone around and on the top "rich one!"
Emilia removed her seatbelt and was about to come out when he lifted his finger and gestured to her to stay put.
She was walking to her side and the very next moment he opened the door of her side and offered her his hand.
She looked at his forward hand and then at his face.
She wasn't even a bit interested in this type of romanticism but she had to pretend that she gave her small delicate hand into his big manly one and came out of the car.
Rayven bounced the key of his car at a boy who was dressed as a waiter.
He instantly caught it and respectfully nodded as he understood that he was ordered to park the car.
Emilia walked towards the entrance. But a big hand grabbed her tiny waist causing her to halt.
She looked at the owner of the hand with a questioned look.
"That way is for mere people to enter unlike us" he told and dragged her to the side of the building while still holding her by her waist.
She noticed a glass lift there. He put his thumb on a tiny square made of glass and the lift opened.
He was a regular VIP for sure.
They enter inside the lift. Emilia subconsciously held tightly onto his arm as she had "Castro phobia".
He looked at this scared little one who was clinging onto him while her eyes shut.
"Are you okay? he grabbed her chin and made her look at him.
She opened her emerald glass like eyes only to meet his dark ocean ones.
"N- nothing! I'm fine" she lied as she didn't want him to know about her weakness.
He lips parted to say something but lift doors wide open before he could.
Rayven and Emilia stepped out including his bodyguards.
She looked around.
A large magnificent ballroom type area which had been meticulously setup for what seemed to be very important for high class personalities.
Sparkles of the party poppers from one end of the place to the other were giving the area the feeling of being under the starry night.
Everything there was presenting wealth and good fortune.
Inside, groups of men, each wearing millions of dollars worth of clothing and other accessories, were sitting tight in their seats with night girls clinging onto them.
Anyone who caught a glimpse inside this area immediately knew that this was the gathering of the most influential, rich and powerful people.
But nothing had mattered to Emilia right now. Because in her head only one thought was roaming around. And it was "escape".

To be continued...
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