Strip

Lena rolled on the bed and clutched her stomach tightly. It’s been two days and she has been stuck in this bedroom with no food or water; she had to drink water from the toilet and stare out of the window the entire time.

“He is a monster.” She couldn't believe he did this to her just because she refused to go out with him, to her surprise or rather excitement. She could hear the sound of keys clicking at the door before it was pushed open.

“You have five minutes,” a guard said, and Lena’s gaze moved to the door. She was shocked to find her sister Linda.

"Linda,” Lena called, her voice just above a whisper.

Linda placed the tray of food she was carrying on the bedside table before she sat next to Lena, who quickly hugged her tightly.

“How are you doing, sis?” Linda asked, and Lena shook her head as tears rolled down her cheeks.

“Did you return his suitcase?” Lena asked at once; all she wanted was to get out of here.

“They will kill me, Lena,” Linda muttered as tears rolled down her cheeks.

“You didn’t get the suitcase? How could you get involved in such a situation that caused our parents  lives? How could you?” Lena used her last energy to scold Linda.

“The pope locked you up in such a luxurious room; there is water in the bathroom, so I don't think he plans on hurting you... Why aren't you obedient to him?”

Lena frowned at Linda. Why will she ever be obedient to a man who killed her parents and kidnapped her?

“Just do as he says, Lena,” Linda said, and Lena shook her head. She was not going to be a tool to that man who planned to turn her into one.

“Why didn't you come with the cops?” Lena questioned when Linda chuckled, not able to believe that her sister was still this naive even after she had witnessed how ruthless Nero was.

“He says he will only keep me alive if you don't defy any of his orders; if you want me to live, then you have to follow every order he gives you without thinking twice,” Linda explained before a chuckle escaped her lips.

“You don't know how many ladies will kill to be the pope’s woman.”

“Just get out,” Lena butted in angrily; right now even Linda’s face irritated her like hell.

“Lena he…”

“Please get the fuck out of here,” Lena scolded, and Linda stood up and folded her hands in a plea.

“My life depends on you; if you disobey the pope, then he will kill me,” Linda said before she walked out of the room and closed the door behind her.

Lena cleaned her tears and gritted her teeth; she still couldn't believe all this was happening to her.

The door pushed open, and she frowned, thinking Linda had come back, but her gaze met those of Nero; he stood there with both his hands behind him, and his gaze moved to the food by the side.

“Go on and eat, baby; you need all the energy for the later activity." Nero said with a smile on his lips, and this made Lena clench her fist angrily. How could such a man be walking around freely like a king when he just committed such a huge crime?

But Lena knew what was at risk if she didn't do what he asked, so she walked down the bed and carried the tray of food and placed it on her thigh.

“Good girl,” Nero muttered before he sat on the couch opposite her as he watched her eat. He loved his women, obedient and timid; maybe that’s why he felt a connection with her from the first time he set her eyes on her; she made him feel something new.

"Here,” Nero dipped his hand in his pocket and took out a diamond necklace and threw it in the food tray. Lena couldn't understand his actions, so she stared at him when he pointed at the necklace.

“It will look beautiful around your neck,” he explained, and she chuckled mockingly but tried so hard to keep her act together.

“Why are you doing this? I wasn't the one who took your suitcase, so why don't you let me go?” Lena questioned, and Nero leaned forward closer to her.

“Because I want you, I fancy you, and just the thought of you makes me hard.”

“Shouldnt feelings be reciprocated?” She asked, Why was he being a jerk and trying to own her when that was impossible?

“Explore my world with me; you will be obsessed with me." Nero winked at her, and she rolled her eyes, obsessed with her foot. Why will a normal human being ever be obsessed with a murderer and a pyscho?

“Put on the necklace,” he ordered and leaned back on the chair. Lena had a hesitant look, but Linda’s words kept resounding in her head: he was going to kill Linda if she disobeyed him.

“For how long do you plan on keeping me here?” asked Lena when a knock came from the door.

“Till the day I die,” Nero answered. The door pushed open, and a maid walked in while pushing some racks of clothes.

“You can leave,” Nero said, and the maid hurried out of the bedroom. He took a good look at the clothes and pointed at the green.

“Get dressed into that; we are leaving.” He passed his order, and Lena placed the tray of food on the table before she took out the green dress and turned to walk to the bathroom.

"Stop,” he said and massaged his temple annoyedly, slowly losing his patience with her “strip,” Nero ordered, and Lena’s grip on the dress tightened.

“What a shameless man,” Lena thought before she dropped the dress. Her hands found their way to her back, and she slowly unzipped her gown. She hesitated for a while before she left the gown fall off her body.

Nero stared at her for a while before he said, “Beautiful, now discard off the underwear.”