Chapter 764
Livia:
Walking out of the mansion after he told me to get him the medicine, since I had the duplicate keys to Madeline’s stash and was the only one who knew which medicines were which, I sprinted.
But just as we reached the gate, a warrior stepped forward with a smile on his lips.
“I’ll drive you home.”
The way he said it was a clear hint that they weren’t going to let me go home alone. Taking a deep breath, I nodded.
Once I got home, I was going to plan a whole-ass escape.
I was going to contact Daniel, ask him where the fuck he was, and tell him
everything I knew about the Sawyer.
We all needed to get the fuck out of the human world because this place definitely
wasn’t safe anymore.
The drive was the hardest part.
I kept taking deep, shaky breaths, trying my best to calm my nerves so none of the warriors would think I was planning something crazy.
When the car pulled up outside my building, I got out.
However, the moment six guards started following me, I turned around and looked at them.
“It’s okay. I’ll just take the lift to my floor,” I told them.
They nodded.
Then I took a few steps forward.
They still followed.
I stepped into the lift, and two of them got in with me while the others signalled that they’d meet us on my floor.
“I’m sorry, why are you following me?” I asked the two guards beside me.
They only smirked without answering.
Maybe they’d just stand outside my apartment. That’s what I thought.
So when I got to my floor, I hurried towards my apartment, but they stayed so close they boxed me in while I unlocked the door.
“Could you please look away? I have to enter the code,” I said to one of the guards.
“It’s okay. I’ll do it for you,” the guard replied as he reached over and entered my code into the lock.
The moment he stepped back, they all started smiling, and my heart lurched into my throat.
That’s when I realised they had been here before. They already knew the code.
I immediately opened the door and rushed inside.
“Mom!” I screamed in panic, dropping my bag as I looked everywhere.
She wasn’t there.
A bowl of ramen sat on the table, growing cold.
I turned to the guards.
Then it hit me.
They were getting comfortable.
They were going to stay here with me.
“Where’s my mom?” I demanded, approaching the nearest guard.
“Sir has her,” he replied.
His answer made my jaw drop.
I immediately rushed for my bag, but another guard caught hold of it.
“If you’re going to call the President over something so small, don’t. You don’t want to make him angry the other guard warned.
I was panicking.
My breathing grew louder.
I was hyperventilating.
“Now go ahead, take a shower, and wait for tomorrow. Then you can give me the
President what he wants,” the other guard said.
They chuckled among themselves.
I had no choice but to slowly walk towards my room.
“Can I at least have my bag?” I asked, almost pleading.
The guards exchanged glances before opening my bag. They took out my phone and tossed the rest back to me.
I had only had my back just now and now it was useless again.
“Go ahead Take a shower and freshen up. We’ll order some food,” the guard replied harshly, though there was a mocking edge to l tone.
They knew I was trapped here now.
And I knew it too.
Awkwardly, I stepped into my room.
The moment I was inside the bathroom, I let out a frustrated grunt.
This was so fucking annoying.
I needed to find a way to contact Daniel.
For the next fifteen minutes, I stayed in the bathroom, thinking of every possible
solution until one idea finally came to me.
I stepped out of the bathroom wearing a beautiful silk nightgown and walked into the living room.
I wasn’t dressed for them, but the way they looked at me told me they already had
ideas.
“I need to speak with someone,” I said, holding out my hand for my phone.
“You’re not allowed to call anyone,” one of the guards snapped.
However, his eyes drifted to my legs, making me feel incredibly uncomfortable.
“Well-it’s for a personal pleasure. You see, I’ve been imprisoned for no reason for fucking days now.”
I paused, scratching the back of my neck.
“I have to call someone for-you know.”
I wasn’t sure if I sounded convincing enough because they started exchanging glances.
“Well, why do you need to call someone else? There are six of us here. You can pick one of us.”
As expected, one of the guards spoke in a nasty tone, clearly thinking he sounded seductive.
“Well, no, thank you. I don’t mix
business with
my personal life
already have someone who comes
over to please me from time to time,”
so I need to call him.”
I sounded much sterner this time.
“Or you can ask your President. Let me speak with him. I’m pretty sure he’ll
understand that a woman has needs.”
I watched them grow visibly annoyed.
Then one of them stepped away, and I assumed he was speaking to Sawyer.
When he returned, he handed me my phone.
“Fine, but you’ll call him in front of us.”
As he said that, I nodded confidently and held out my hand for my phone.
The moment it landed in my hand, I was already dreading how the conversation was
going to go.