My Innocent Girl novel Chapter 32

I looked around and for the first time, I looked at the massive hall and the rooms that cherished it. The rooms' door looked like a royal entrance, minus the old look. They were designed in a way that they provided the royalty and also they were up to date designs, modern and decent.

"Like it?" 

A voice came and I turned around to find Vincent looking at me with an amused face. 

I nodded my head slowly as I looked at my surroundings once again. "Yeah, of course. It is so beautiful"

He smiled faintly, like always, and took a step towards me. I have never seen him smile more than that faint one, and trust me I know it is a smile just because I saw his tensed face yesterday. I don't know why, but every step he takes near me, every time, increases my heart rate so much. 

He stopped right in front of me and looked at my hair. He has this really good interest in my hair, right? 

"Why did you tie your hair?"

"Uh... no reason..."

He came closer and opened them. Oh God, why is my breath like this every time he comes close!

"Better," he commented and threw my ribbon away. "Don't tie them"

"Okay..." I said. I was happy cause I think he found me beautiful, but at the same time, I was quite sad, is he so controlling?

I didn't know how to react so I just nodded my head with the okay and he touched my hair again. "Your hairs are remarkable"

I smiled slightly. "Thanks..."

"Well, did Aliniah say anything to you, yet?"

I nodded my head in denial. She is so busy, why would she even have time to say anything to me?

He sighed and nodded. "Come with me"

I followed him as he took me to some lift. Well, this house has a lift? Great!

"Tonight," he spoke. "You're gonna be mine"

Those words sounded demanding rather than loving or happy. 

"Ah...y-yes"

"Behave like the wife of the Mafia boss, Ashy"

"I..."

How does one behave like a Mafia girl anyway? I mean... that is something so different from me. I am just an innocent girl with no wrong connections like him.

"I'll try," I finally said. 

"Good"

I woke after some time and I realized she was the one to wake me up. I looked at the mirror, and honestly, I looked... beautiful.

"Sir asked me to change the dress that I gave you earlier, he bought another one for you," she told me as I got up from the seat.

"Okay..." 

This dress had just no faults if you're wondering. This is the perfect dress I could imagine wearing at my wedding.

She brought another dress kept on the couch and handed it to me. "Please go and change, mam," she instructed and I nodded, slightly off by the fact that she called me mam. I remember she called me Ashley when we met.

I went to the changing room and changed into a new dress. This dress was... more beautiful. I mean, I thought that one was the most beautiful, but I guess I am changing words. 

This dress is a white gown, with a frill all over. It is a decent one, which is more to my liking. I don't like prying eyes on me.

I went back to my room and I saw Vincent standing there. He looked at me and then at my dress. He looked at me again. 

"Leave," he said silently. For a second I was confused if it was for me, but then the girl went out. Vincent came to me, taking slow steps.

As he was almost next to me, he smiled slightly. 

"You're beautiful"

I blushed silently as I didn't know, but the way he said it, made me feel like I am the most beautiful girl.