Diana walked slowly to the luxurious lounger made of velvet and teak that lay in front of her bed and sat on it. At that time she felt very dizzy and the pain in her stomach was getting worse.
She tried to remember where the storage place for the drugs she usually took for her relapsing ulcer was located. That afternoon at the mansion, the maid, two security people, Ryan's men and the gardener, no one cared about Diana nor did they dare open the door to her room just to have breakfast.
They were all afraid of Ryan's threats, previously their master had said that if any of them dared to help Diana out of her room and even ran away from the mansion, then Ryan didn't hesitate to do something cruel to everyone in the mansion.
His threats were no ordinary bluff, but he would indeed if he found out that one of them freed Diana at any cost. But Diana was not a stupid woman who just gave up even though she was locked in a room like a prisoner.