Naked Secret (Chapter Two)

The rays of the morning sun gradually filtered through the curtains, and into the room, giving it a golden glow. It was a large room with a big bed in the middle. The walls were cream coloured and so were the curtain, with a mixture of pink. There was an old model dressing table by the window. The room looked neat and comfortable but, Naomi knew that comfort shouldn't be the first thing in her mind.

She laid on the bed with eyes wide open, as she stared at the ceiling. She had fainted the day before, in front of the mansion's gate. Obviously, the guards were human enough to have compassion and bring her in. Whatever happened after that was unknown to her, until when she woke up in the middle of the night, screaming. An elderly woman by the name, Mercy, came in to comfort her and told her that she was in safe hands. She switched on the light before moving towards the bed. Mrs. Mercy was an elderly woman in her late sixties. She was about 5ft in height and a little plump. Her skin was not so fair, but she wasn't dark either. Her eyes were round, her lips were thin and her nose was almost pointed.

Where am I? Naomi asked, pretending. She knew that no matter what happened, she had to keep up with the pretense. She had to make sure they bought her story. Lucky for her, the nightmares were an added advantage. "What happened to me? She asked further.

"Oh my dear child, you are safe." Mrs. Mercy replied. The guards said they found you outside the compound, staggering. You fainted before they could get to you, so they carried you in. You are badly wounded child, and very tired. You need to rest. By morning the master will see you."

"What master?" Naomi asked, pretending to be scared.

"The master of this house, my dear. There is nothing to be scared of. He is a very good man and I am sure he will not send you back to whatever hardship you came from."

"Hardship?" Naomi thought. The only hardship she suffered was having to grow up without her parents. Apart from that, everything else was okay. She had money, she had estates to her name, she had cars, she had companies which she opened with the inheritance from her father. She had only come this far for one thing, and she was going to get it. Before embarking on her mission, she talked with some of her fathers trusted men and they promised to be of great help to her.

Still pretending to be scared, it took some more persuasion from Mrs. Mercy, before Naomi laid back on the bed to sleep. However, long after Mr. Mercy was gone, Naomi's night mares continued. Throughout the rest of the night she was restless, as she moved from one bad dream to the other. The nightmares were the only real thing in her pretense.

However, she woke up during the early hours of the morning to the sound of footsteps, passing the front of her room door. Although the main lights were out, leaving only the bed lamp, she quickly got out of bed, tip toed to the door and pressed her ear against it. All she heard were footsteps, nothing more. These footsteps led down the passage and then started to descend, obviously going down a staircase. Wanting to be sure about what was going on, Naomi switched off her bed lamp before moving to the window and looking out, into the grounds below.

There were five men outside, in the early morning cold. All five of them were dressed in black, skin suit and they held guns. They all got into the back of a white van. Three other men, also dressed in black, skin suit, emerged from the house. They too got into the van and the driver drove off.

"Those men are definitely going for an  operation." She thought. Not wanting to miss anything else that might happen, Naomi remained in her position. She stayed by the open window for over thirty minutes, peeping out, waiting and watching. After a while and nothing happened, she was about to go back to bed but then, her eyes caught something.

To be continued...

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