The ride to where ever they were going too was very long and quiet. Havana almost slept but forced herself to stay awake because she needs to master the roads if she wanted to escape someday. "Ma'am we're here" The driver said as he held the door for her to come out. Havana jolted up from her nap and walked out of the car fast. It felt so embarrassing for someone to see her sleeping in that position. She had just wiped her face with her hand to eliminate all evidence of sleep on her face when she realised that she had no luggage with her and the driver alongside the car was no where to be seen.
Havana stared at the mansion before her and began to walk towards it. It seemed like the security men around didn't mind so Havana entered it. The inside of the house was so much better than the outside. There were staffs around doing house work and none of them even raised their head to look when she walked in. It was obvious that everyone minded their business in this house.
"Um…hi" Havana said to an innocent looking girl who was cleaning the dining table.
"What are you doing standing there, Brooklyn and Miss Melanie are going to be down any minute!" The girl whispered.
"I'm Havana. I'm new here"
"Do you think they'll care? Hurry, grab a broom" The girl continued with hush tones, panic in her voice. Havana collected a broom and started sweeping swiftly. To her, for the girl to be so panicked like this, the people she mentioned must be very dangerous. She had swept a large corner and was about to drop the broom when she heard footsteps coming down the stairs. She would have considered it as one of the maids but the way everyone sped up to finish their jobs and the grievous look on other people's face told her otherwise.
"Is it Brooklyn and Miss Melanie coming down the stairs?" Havana asked the girl from earlier. The girl nodded as she continued cleaning the dining table. It was then Havana realised that she had cleaned the table for like six times in a row,infact, all the maids have been doing the same work over and over again for a while now. Havana wanted to ask about it when a young woman and a girl emerged from the stairs. The maids gathered around them and bowed alongside Havana who copied their actions.
"There was a girl who stepped into the compound earlier, where is she?" The young woman (whom Havana guessed as Miss Melanie) said. The timid girl whom had been cleaning the dining table pushed her forward.
"I'm guessing you are Miss Damien. You aren't one of the maids so don't bother to do any work but know this you are not different from any maid here in any way and if you misbehave i've got the right medicine for you." 'Miss Melanie' continued then turned to leave. Havana wasn't even paying attention, she was focused on the smaller girl standing beside Miss Melanie. Their eyes had been locked for a while and the young girl's glare was so chilling that it could drive her to commit suicide. She looked at her hand and saw goosebumps, she literally had goosebumps because of the girl's glare. When she finally paid attention to her surrounding she noticed that they had ascended the stairs back and were leaving, so she rushed to ask a question.
"Miss Melanie, where would i be staying in the meantime?" Havana's eyes were directed at 'Miss Melanie' as she talked.
"It's not for the meantime. it's forever. Someone should escort her to the basement" The small girl spoke while moving ahead, "and for the record i'm Miss Melanie. Don't make that mistake again"
Havana stood there speechless. How could a little girl words command such respect. "Come on, let's go. we don't have all day" The girl she had been talking to earlier said. "I didn't get your name earlier" Havana said. "It's Priya. My name is Priya?" the girl said with a frown and began to walk away. Havana followed behind, she had many questions to ask but the girl's facial expression and tone made her swallow them back.
"Wait!" A man shouted as he stopped in front of them panting. He was wearing a suit and looked important but gave off these 'nerd vibes'. Priya smiled instantly and walked to him.
"Is there any problem?" Priya asked as she flicked her hair to the side. "I'm here for her" The man said with a cold voice as he walked to meet Havana. "The Boss wants to see you...outside" The man said and then left. Havana hastened her footsteps behind him, "Everyone in this house is so impatient" she murmured to herself.
Once Havana got out of the mansion, it was easy to tell who was the boss. He looked a lot like the little girl that called herself Miss Melanie and gave off the same aura.
"Come here" He said with a deep baritone voice. Just two words and Havana regretted volunteering in her stepmother's stead. Havana came with her head bowed, her heat was beating thrice faster than usual. He used his hand to raise her head and scoffed, "Not bad. Tell Cleo she'll get her payment". Havana got confused instantly. what did he mean by tell Cleo she'll get her payment. She had watched many romance movies in which the loved one betrayed the innocent but never thought that it could happen in real life. 'No, no, no...i'm just overreacting' Havana thought. She then ealised that her legs were moving, they were walking and he was pulling her along. What actually happened was that he had asked Havana to follow him but she didn't move cause she was lost in thought, so he pulled her alongside him. With the way the maids were looking at him, he was sure the news would reach his daughter soon.
Havana was pulled into a room by 'the Boss'. It was a bedroom, he went into the washroom and Havana immediately became aware of her surrounding. The room's decor was nice but it was only black and white colours that were used. "Now that's one way to spell noble" Havana whistled, she would never choose such colours for her room decor but with the way this room was arranged, she won't mind using only black.
"Wait a minute!" Havana said to herself. She was dragged in here by a man. Hope it's not what she's thinking. But, come to think of it, it wouldn't be bad sleeping with him. He had perfect genes, that kind of face you can spend all day staring at and to imagine if he smiles...ah!. He was even young, maybe around the range of 27-30 years of age. She wouldn't think twice about carrying his son in her womb. Wait, what was she thinking. She would never give her virginity to a man she just met. A mafia boss for that matter.
"Miss Damien? You daydream a lot" The man in the room said. He was standing in front of her. Havana stood up from his bed instantly. She guessed it was his bedroom 'cause it smelt like him.
"I'm sure you know why you're here" He said and he sat on a nearby chair and folded his hands. Havana blinked twice in confusion.
"Strip!" He said