Mister Billionaire’s Treasure

I opened my eyes, and my vision was dark. Something was covering my eyes. I was blindfolded. I felt the sweat flowing from my forehead down to my cheeks. My chest was throbbing so fast that it seemed it could explode any second.

I can hear so much noise coming from the outside where I currently was. It annoys my ear, and the smell of the place is somewhat nasty. I don’t know, but different scents are hovering around coming from cigarettes, alcohol, and there’s one unfamiliar but disgusting smell. This place suffocates me and a little cold.

I tried to remember what happened earlier and why I ended here. Maybe, it’s already five hours after what happened, or I’m not sure how many hours had passed. I just remembered walking out from the bar I’m working on, then suddenly, someone grabbed and forced me to enter a black car.

I moaned. My nape suddenly hurts. Whoever did this to me, I’m sure that this place is not safe just by hearing those noises and sniffing those smells without my concern. But what’s the reason for them to do this to me?

Do they need money? Well, I’m poor.

Do they need my body? Well, I’m not sexy, and I’m not a suitable verse type of woman.

Do they need beauty? Oh, C’mon! Their taste is terrible. I only have a brain to sell. Arg!

I thought my hands were tied just like they did by blocking my eyes with clothes.  I immediately dug around and thanked God, and my legs aren’t connected too. They just stopped my vision, so I can still use my hands and legs to save myself.

I’m not sure about my current location or what kind of place I’m in, but right now, I smell danger. I may not beautiful and sexy enough to trade myself, but I’m happy to have an excellent brain that I could trust.

Yes, I’m talking nonsense.

I stood up and almost fell over. I’m not sure how long I’ve been in this place, but probably, I’ve been sitting here for hours.

I tried to balance myself and let out a deep sigh. I felt uncomfortable and a little weird about the clothes I was wearing. My jaw almost dropped when I touched the clothes covering my body.

No— it’s just covering my shoulders down to my panty line. That’s why it was so cold earlier. I can’t see what precisely I’m wearing, but I’m sure that it’s damn lingerie!

I gritted my teeth and closed my fist. My body heated because of anger. I was devastated and harassed at the same time. How dare they! Whoever did this to me, I will make them pay.

I started taking steps slowly headed to where I’m facing. I don’t know what’s in front of me or if I’m with anyone right now. My body could be hit by a dangerous object or come in contact with a difficult person.

I almost slapped myself. Why is my brain not working now? Arg! I forgot that my hands are free to remove the blindfold.

When I finally removed the blindfold, I immediately looked around. It’s already clear that I’m alone inside this room. The whole place was painted dark gray, and there’s light coming from a mini chandelier.

I continued roaming my eyes around the place, and there’s a circular black glass table near a large closed door. This place was seemingly a die-hard fan of black color. After roaming around, I turned my gaze on myself.