♥ CHAPTER FIFTY''TWO♥

Elisabeth.

I haven't spoken to them in two days. I spend most of my time in the library, just today I've read more than ten books. I really love to read, any book, it distracts me a lot, and hides me from all of them. I'm not in the mood to talk, to listen to whatever they're trying to say, convince me. So much so that I don't notice when Dylan enters the room, coming towards me.

'' What do you want? I ask, not taking my eyes off the book.

'' There's a ball tonight and we'd like you to come with us.

Miro''o.

"And why should I go with you?" My tone is serious and he sighs.

“We know we wronged you, Elisa, but please come with us.

I roll my eyes at your shitty request.

“Does this ball involve crime like the other one?”

“No, it's not like that auction. It's just a ball, where everyone can talk about anything. Yes, there are dangerous people in the place, but nobody will do anything to you.

Bufo.

“I heard that once, and look what happened to me.

He doesn't answer and I take a deep breath.

“Fine, I'm on this shit. Just tell me the right time to be ready.

Dylan flashes a dazzling smile.

“Be ready by seven. we will wait for you.

I nod and he leaves the library, leaving me alone again.

I'm really a sucker to accept whatever they ask.

I close the book and leave it on the table and decide to leave, ready to see if I have any nice clothes.

Although the closet is full of pieces, I get lost every time I walk in here, and today I don't seem to have a suitable outfit for the evening. There is nothing I like, maybe I need to buy new and more elegant things.

Resolved, I head back downstairs and bump into Rosa, cleaning up the living room.

"Rose, just in time!" I smile, drawing his attention.

“Oh yes, dear. Do you want something? he asks, coming over to me.

'' I wanted to know if you'd like to go shopping with me, help me buy a nice outfit. I don't understand Italian yet. I say and she nods her head. '' Serious? '' I get excited.

"Sure, it'll be a pleasure to help you."

I give him a tight hug.

“Thank you so much, Rose.

'' I'm going to change clothes.

I shake my head.

'' Go there.

She pulls away and I sigh.

Now I have to inform them, holy shit, huh? They must be in the office, as I don't see them lying around the house, which I'm grateful for internally. I'm stomping down the hall and accidentally bump into a strong shoulder, feeling my complaint and finding a very worried Lorenzo.

“Oops, that's bad. He grabs me, but I pull away.

“Well, I wanted money so I could buy an outfit for tonight''just like that, no fuss.

"The clothes in the closet don't suit you?" he wanted to know.

“I haven't found any nice clothes for tonight, so yeah, I want to buy them.

He nods, scratching his chin.

'' All is well then. He takes out his wallet and pulls out a black card. '' There's five thousand euros there, you can use it however you like.

I swallowed, it's a lot of money I suppose.

“I won't spend much. Just one outfit and that's it. '' Warning, making him sigh.

“Elisa, you can spend whatever you want. We don't worry about that, you are our woman, we like to pamper you.

I laugh humorlessly, rolling my eyes up.

'' Your woman? It is indeed. I'm the dumbest woman the world knows for loving five men at once, who just make an idiot of me. Excuse me!

I turn my back on him, heading back to the living room. Is this fucking idiot thinking he's going to get me easy again? I'm a free woman and I do what I want, if they want to play, let them find someone else!

Soon I meet Rosa and we leave together, meeting the driver outside the car. Until then I didn't know him.

'' Who is it?

'' His name is Sergio, the driver.

I nod and we approach him.

'' Sergio, can you take us to the mall, please? Dona Rosa asks softly.

“Sure, come in. '' He opens the back door and we get in, each one sitting on one end, we put on the seat belt and soon it starts.

'' Why do you want to buy a new outfit, when you have several clothes in the closet? '' She questions, curious and stare at her.

'' I'm going to a ball with them today and I'd like something new and pretty.

In fact, I want something very luxurious and indecent, to make them angry, sweet revenge. They will be sorry that they made me suffer so much. Because of them, I heard those shitty voices again. My will is to have sex with any man, but since I'm not on their level, I'll try, somehow, to enjoy every second of this party.