Ten.
Angelica.

I felt the warm rays of sunshine dancing on my skin, it was finally morning.I opened my eyes, pulled my body to a sitting position and thanked the heavens I was alive and made it through the night.

I heard the sound of the door opening before his voice came second.

"Ah ,I see you're awake, did you enjoy being outside the room?"

I saw his smirk before seeing the gleam in his eyes, gave him one of my own, looked him in the eyes and squared my shoulders. Am not bowing down to anyone.

"It was pretty comfortable if am being honest, once you properly tune the sounds of the night they sound like a beautiful lullaby pulling you to a peaceful slumber, so much so I might be tempted to say it was better than the nap I took next to you on your bed in your room." That was a fat lie cause I was cold, scared and restless but his face was so expressive at the moment and I watched as his emotions changed from arrogance to shock to sadness and he finally settled on anger.i really was born to be actress.

"Go and change you're coming with me."

" I can't do that." What am I supposed to change into smart guy.

"Why." His clipped tone cut through my thoughts.

I sighed, looked at him in the eyes "unless you want me to walk around completely nude,I have nothing else to change into." I felt really vulnerable at the moment, I should have gotten some clothes before I left,that would have slowed you down. genius.

"Take a shower and we'll go and get you new clothes." He said in an unrecognizable voice.

And I took off back to the room I was supposed to stay in. I was surprised I was able to find my way in this mansion.

After I was done taking a shower in the luxury room I changed back into the same clothes I wore. I went down the flight of stairs and was instructed to the dining room after having breakfast, the pig and I started off to wherever it was we were going, I really need to know his name i can't keep referring to him as 'pig'.

"What's your name?" I asked again as I sat on the leather seat in this beautiful car. The pig was driving and the site was drool worthy. I wonder what he would look like if he had a beard on that beautiful face of his.

"Stop starring." He said as he swerved onto the main road.

"What's your name?"

"Why do you want to know my name so badly?"

"Because I can't keep referring to you as 'pig' i need your name." Ooops shouldn't have said that out loud.
He stopped the car abruptly before parking it on the road side, and he looked at me. His scrutinizing gaze was making me weary

I let out a nervous laugh

"I mean it'd be nice to know the name of the person who saved me from getting raped, I mean you also saved me when I was running from the...running from the...........
When you found me running out of the woods, but you almost killed me with your car, then again you made sure I was treated by a medical specialist which reminds me how's the doc...." I kept on rumbling but the sound of his laughter broke my rumble.

I looked at him stunned, wow, how can one man be so good looking?

He tried so hard to stop laughing but he couldn't, I waited for a long time till his laughter toned down to cackles eventually to snickers.

" Out of all animals, you could've called me a 'wolf' in that head of yours, you know make me seem a little tough or even a lion, I am a king after all, but you chose a pig, may I know why." He asked while asking studying me with such interest one would think there is a safe on my face he was trying to hack.

"Umm....ah....beca....ummm....because you look like one." I mumbled frustrated I couldn't come up with something better.

"You're right, I do look like a pig. And I must say Angelica you my dearest are a mad woman, you know why?" His fingers dragged lazily along the sides of my face. He looked into my eyes with such intensity it almost made me freeze.

Of course I do" no." I responded breathlessly. Why is his proximity doing stuff to me?

"Well you see la mia donna pazza you are attracted to a pig." He said placing a kiss to my forehead and continued driving like he....wait what is la da...never mind.( my mad woman)

" you speak Spanish?" I think that was Spanish.

"Italian"

Ohh I've heard that Italian men have sexy names.
"What's your name?" Am getting tired of the same question. But it doesn't look like he's going to answer it.

I was about to ask again when piggy considering he won't tell me his name i'll have to work with what I have. Parked his car in front of some fancy looking store.

He turned the engine off ,got out of the car and opened the door for me.wow,wasn't expecting that.

The store was filled with a lot of expensive looking women shopping for expensive clothes to possibly impress expensive looking men. And looking at the large sweatpants, over sized shirt and large flip flops I wore, I felt a little under dressed. Are you sure it's only a little? My stupid little subconscious mind taunted. OK I did feel like I was really under dressed.

Piggy put his palm on my back as he guided me to the counter.

" excuse me?" he said to the sales girl.

"ye..ye..yes sir, how may i help you?" she asked with a slight blush tainting her cheeks.

" i need you to help her to pick some clothes." he told her, turned to me and said he'd be in the waiting room while i pick what i want but not before mentioning that i don't have all the time in the world and if i don't hurry he'll pick all my clothes for me, typical piggy.

" what size do you wear ma'am ?" she asked as she flipped through the dresses.

i don't know what size i wear, James picked out all the clothes i wore and i never bothered to know cause as long as it fitted i wore it.

"ma'am? "

" i don't know." i truthfully said.

" that's OK ma'am we'll find out as you try the clothes on,tell me the ones that fit the best and we'll know the size that way." she's so kind. " do you mind trying this dress on?" she politely said as she showed a nude coloured dress.

oh no, i am not wearing any of those.

" please no dresses, may i please see the jeans and tops you have, add in some sweatpants and sweatshirts but please no dresses." i pleaded with a horror filled expression. dresses always remind me of my time at the hotel.

" I don't know what your phobia with dresses is, but the gentleman out there likes girls who wear a lot of dresses " she said still blushing. umm weird, why should i care what he likes?

" And ma'am this is the first time am seeing the sir here with a female. i think he likes you" yah he likes me so much he lets me sleep on a concrete floor outside his mansion . " if i were in your position with a man like him I'd get all the dresses in this store" she continued as she dreamily sighed.

i thought i was the only mad woman around but seeing this love struck sales girl is making carefully rethink my metal state.

" why would i do that?"

" because the sir loves women who wears dresses." wow .

" do you know him very well?"

" he's my boss i need to know more about him in case am ever in a position where i have to attend to him, and it looks like it paid off today" she said before leaving cause her name was called out through the intercom. wait! he owns the freaking store!!! just how rich is this dude and what does he do?

i continued to flip through the jeans before selecting the few i liked.

she came back after a few minutes telling me that piggy was ready to leave and i needed to change into something other than the clothes i wore.

i decided on light blue jeans and a white top with floral prints and some sneakers, pulled my hair in a ponytail and applied some lip gloss i found in the store.

i found piggy standing by the counter holding bags containing what assume to be the clothes we got from the store.

i stood at the door waiting for him to turn around so we could leave to whichever place he wanted to take me to.

"sei bellissima mia regina" he said to me with a blank face.( you look beautiful my queen). I couldn't understand anything he said but I had a feeling the pig just insulted me.
I know people use a different language when what they are talking about is confidential or they want to insult you. I gave myself a once over.
I mean this outfit is cute why would he decide to insult me. The sales girl did say he likes women who wear a lot of dresses, maybe should have worn a dress.no! Am not trying to please him he can go to a freaking pig stain before I care about his opinion.

"You know what piggy, I know you just insulted me so why not say it in a language I'll understand eh,I know I look like a freaking queen in this outfit so let's just get this over with and leave already am not going to change my outfit to suit your taste you hear me?" I blurted out before my brain could register I was speaking to a bloody murderer.

The fear started to kick when he stood there and said nothing to me. I silently stood there with my eyes closed and waited for him to say something about my blatant disrespect.

"Penso che ti parlerò in italiano d'ora in poi perché sembri così eccitata come quella mia regina. " he said again and I opened my eyes to see a slight tug on his lips. Dude! I can't speak Italian now I don't know what he said but I know he just told me his plan for my death.( i think I'll speak to you in Italian from now on cause you look so hot riled up like that my queen.)


my first language is English. google translate was used.

© Vanessa kasonde