"If you have any preferences or alterations in mind, please don't hesitate to let me know, Miss," the butler offered, to which Abi swiftly shook her head.
"No, everything is absolutely beautiful as it is. Thank you."
"I'm delighted that you find it to your liking, Miss."
The room was undeniably spacious! Directly in front of her was a cozy lounge area, adorned with lounge chairs and a coffee table. To her right, a towering floor-to-ceiling bookshelf spanned the entire wall, each shelf filled with an array of books. On the left side of the lounge area, her gaze settled upon a big four-poster canopy bed. Delicate, light-yellow chiffon curtains gracefully hung from the posts, their fabric gathered and tied to the sides to unveil the luxurious bed within. A regal king-size bed adorned with floral-yellow designed sheets, blankets, and duvets awaited her. The pillows nestled in matching pillowcases seemed to beckon with their comfort. The sight was so inviting that Abi felt an almost childlike urge to climb onto the bed and indulge in a playful jump.
Further to the right, she saw a couple of doors which she presumed would probably be the bathroom and closet but she didn't investigate those. There would be plenty of time to do that later on.
As she looked around, she noticed that her luggage was already in the room causing her to look at the butler in surprise. She didn't see anyone pass them by as they were climbing up the grand staircase so how come her luggage was already here?!
The butler seemed to have understood the questions and surprise in her eyes and he smiled.
"I forgot to tell you, Miss, but there is an elevator. If you get tired of using the stairs, you can always use it."
Abi's mouth could only form an 'O' before she nodded at him.
"Well then, Miss. You have a rest now, too. You must be tired. Please just call me if you need anything." He smiled politely before he slightly bowed to her and headed towards the door.
Abi followed him to the door and as the old butler stepped out, he pointed to the next room.
"Miss Lee, that's the master's bedroom," he said. The doors of the room he pointed out were even bigger than hers! It was the biggest of all the rooms inside this house and it was located in the center. If this was a palace, his room would be the King's! She was glad that at least, it was easy to tell which room was his so she wouldn't just wander off into it by accident.
When the butler was gone, Abi just stood there, staring at the huge door of Alexander Qinn's room.
Throughout the taxi ride, Abi's mind had been occupied by Alexander's description of his world as a "hellish" one. She had imagined all kinds of things, from the kind of home he had and the kinds of people who were around him and that he might be living in a cold, dark, chaotic and dangerous place. However, to her surprise, this was where she ended up, which was the furthest thing from her imagination as it could be.
Abigail shook her head as she entered her room. She already knew there had to be some reasons why Alexander Qinn kept telling her that he was dangerous but right now Abi wanted to believe that everything was alright.
Looking around again, Abigail couldn't help but think of how many girlfriends Alexander Qinn had brought in this room before her.
Abi's mind was flooded with questions, but she decided to set them aside. She hadn't come here to add bug herself about these thoughts. She came here today because of her limited timeframe. She wasn't going to waste the very first day just asking questions that might never be answered.
Sitting on the bed, Abi brought out her small notebook. She had listed a number of things she wanted to do with him within 31 days.
She was smiling as she read the lists in her mind. These were like the daily wishes she wanted to experience and surprisingly, she didn't find it hard to imagine doing all these things with Alexander Qinn.
However, how would she make him agree to do all these things with her?
Remembering his ice cold gazes and the smirk on his lips, Abigail couldn't help but heave a long sigh. She could already tell that this won't be easy but after a moment, determination blazed in her eyes again. She was going to do this! Hell or high water - bring it on!
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Abi grabbed her luggage and unpacked her things. She opened one of the doors to the far left and was right when she thought that it was a wardrobe. However, what she hadn't expected when she turned the lights on, to see a humongous room! It was the size of their living room back at home!
One wall was covered with lots of square shelves - for shoes, she presumed - and another wall with rectangular shelves for bags and other accessories? There was a large island table in the center with numerous drawers on either side. Additionally, a rectangular mirror was positioned in the middle.
The other two walls had large rectangular shelves built for hanging dresses and jackets and scarves and all sorts of different clothing. It almost felt like it could be a small clothing and accessories store if the shelves were filled with clothes and shoes and belts and hats and such. This was crazy! Imagine if all those empty spaces were actually filled up with clothes! Who could afford that luxury?
After unpacking her things, she grabbed her phone and gave Kelly a call to give her an update.
Kelly answered on the third ring. "Abi! Are you okay? How are things?"
"Hi Kelly. Yeah, I am totally fine and things are, uh, a bit overwhelming to be honest…" Abi said, honestly.
"Oh?"
"Well, first off, his house is not even a house, it's like a castle?"
"Can I have a look Abi?"
Abigail hesitated since she and Alexander still didn't talk about this – if she was allowed to do this. But in the end, she agreed because she didn't want her friend to worry if she refuse.
"Whoah! Oh my god, that's HUGE!" Kelly yelled and as Abi continued showing her the room, Kelly started to look worried.
"This place is just… amazing, isn't it? Abi mumbled after she finished showing Kelly the room.
"Exactly! Are you sure you're not in Europe?!"
"Kelly, you know I'm not."
"Ugh, that Alexander Qinn, Who the hell is he? Abi… just remember that you don't have to do everything he asks of you. If it doesn't feel right or comfortable, don't do it, okay? You have the right to say no and he can't force you to do anything against your will. If he tries, just come back, you understand?" Kelly rambled on like a worried mother hen.
"Kelly, I'm really okay. I promise I won't do anything that I am not willing with. You don't have to worry so much. It's only for one month and I promise I will leave if things don't work out."
After heaving a long sigh, Kelly voiced her support for her. She advised her to follow her heart and most of all, to enjoy the new experiences. This made Abi smile and made her feel relieved as well. Kelly's words helped her feel more comfortable with this whole thing knowing that she had her friend's support and blessing.
Once the call had ended, Abi laid down on the fluffy, comfortable bed. She stared at the ceiling and repeated Kelly's words of encouragement to herself before she stood up and walked towards the bookshelves.
As she looked at the books, Abi's brows started to knit. The first time she entered, she had a feeling that no one seemed to have settled in here for not just a while but a very long period of time. She had shrugged the feeling away but now that she flipped through some books, she started to believe her gut instincts. These books were obviously hundred-year-old classics but the strangest thing was that no one seemed to have opened them for a very long time. It wasn't like they were dusty or covered in cobwebs - they were very well maintained - but the book cover and pages stuck to each other the way they would do if they hadn't been opened for some time. Could it be that Alexander Qinn's past girlfriends never once bothered to open the books?
She ran her fingers softly along the spine of the books and sighed with great longing. If only she had the time, she would have loved to read all of these. But sadly, she didn't have it; the luxury of time.
While lost in her thoughts, Abi's stomach growled. She looked at the clock and saw that it was already lunchtime. She was about to leave her room to go find something to eat when a maid knocked on her door.
"Good day, Miss. I'm here to let you know that lunch is ready." A woman dressed in a maid's outfit greeted her politely.
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