Chapter Twenty-Four

Madeline POV:

I removed my skirt and threw it on the side then started to unbutton my shirt to fling in a shower when I froze.

Suddenly the noise of someone humming filled the washroom. I looked up to find a male standing in the bathtub, rubbing soap on his glorious body.

Then I screamed as loudly as possible for me with my eyes tightly shut.

I heard the noise of thud something or more like someone falling on the floor. The man cursed loudly groaning in pain. But I didn't stop screaming like a dying woman while feeling my throat getting dry.

A very wet and soapy hand was roughly clamped over my mouth silencing me.

The other hand pushed me back on the wall. I opened my eyes in horror to find a very sculptured face in my view covered in soap which smelled like sandalwood.

"Who the hell are you? What are you doing in my room?" The man asked raising his thick eyebrows at me.

His vibrant grey eyes pierced into my hazel ones. He looked really angry.

His room? But they said it was my room. I had a key. He was the intruder here, even he had the guts to lie to me on my face.

I would teach him a lesson about messing with me. With that thought in my mind, I pushed my knee up with the intention of hitting him on his family jewels.

But unfortunately, he had already predicted my move and blocked the blow by pressing his leg on mine and pushing it back on the wall.

"Don't try these moves, sweetheart. I'm not some stupid man who'll let you hurt my precious body part like this" He said with the arrogant smile stretched on his face.

Precious my ass! I'm going to hit them today or another day. No one can protect you from me.

I struggled to push him away but he was quite strong than delicate me. He pressed his hand on my mouth with the more pressure causing me to whimper in pain.

This man is so going to die!

"Tell me why are you here? Did my father send you here to keep an eye on me? Have you already informed him that I'm staying here?" He asked me moving his face closer to my face.

I could feel his minty breath fanning on my face.

I rolled my eyes at his questions not because I was being sassy. The reason was that the stupid man wasn't able to realize I couldn't answer him because his bloody hand was on my mouth.

The soap from his face dripped and went inside my half unbuttoned shirt making me squirm. Unintentionally, his eyes move down to my half-open shirt and he smirked.

Now, this asshøle was going to get a peek of my white lacy bra and my non-existing breasts.

His eyes stayed there for longer than necessary making my blood boil. I bit his palm and the soap went inside my mouth making me gage.

He yelped in pain removing his hand in the process and jumping a foot away from me swearing like a sailor.

"Shit woman. You bit me" He yelled in horror.

I was busy in spitting out the bad tasting soap from my mouth.

"You ass. How dare you to shower in my room?" I yelled at him.

"Your room like you came here to clean it. Right ?" He said sweeping his eyes on my body and seeing my waitress uniform in disgust.

My hand clenched in anger.

"You're a new waitress. I haven't seen you here before?" He said frowning.

"Like you've seen all the waitress of the resort" I spat at him in annoyance.

"I know all the waiters or waitresses because they're my employees," He said.

"Your employees?" I said with a sarcastic laugh.

In return, he glared at me making me glare back at him with the same intensity.

I had enough of the drama for a day and now this man was getting on my nerves. A migraine started making its presence known and I felt light-headed. I hadn't eaten dinner so I was starving. My mood was turning sour with each minute.

"I'm the owner of this resort. I suggest you get out of here before I throw you out myself" He threatened me.

That made me snap incomplete an anger and I lost whatever sanity I had a few seconds ago. I charged at him like an angry bull.

"You're a real nutcase. Get the hell out of my room and go take your shower somewhere else" I yelled at him pushing him little roughly.

His jaw clenched in anger, he took the long strides without giving me a chance to run and roughly pressed me on the wall again. This time he knocked the breath out of my lungs because of the force that he used.

My heart started to beat faster and the migraine hit me with full force.

"I'm Sebastian Carrington. The owner of this resort for the last three years and before that it was owned by my father. Don't play with me this stupid game" He hissed in my ear.

My eyes widened at the mention of the name that was indeed the right name. I mean I was new here and hadn't met the boss yet. But if his tone is to judge anything I knew I was screwed.

Getting fired by a manager and then barging in my boss room or more like a washroom. Can this day get any better, Madeline?

And God heard me exactly at that moment because my day really got better and I was hit with sudden nausea.

I pushed the man aside and threw up in the basin.

After puking my guts out, I felt an exploding pain in my head making me stumble back little. With the shaking hands, I put the palms under the tap and cupped some water to rinsed my mouth and my face. When I turned around, my eyes landed on something that made my mouth dropped open.

"You were naked all this time while we were having an argument" I yelled at him.

He casually shrugged and said, "You have a problem with that."

I took the step to get hell out of this psychopath's room and ran far away from a smug bastard when my foot slipped on the shiny white tiles. I fell backward hitting the back of my head on the basin.

"Shit" That was the last word that I heard before blacking out a second time in a day.

The last thing that I saw before closing my eyes was horrific.

"Oh God Have Mercy On Me" That was my last thought before silence engulfed me.

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Sebastian's POV:

Just like that, the girl fell down on the washroom floor in front of my eyes. I was too shock to catch her or do anything. I didn't even realize what was happening until she fell down on the bathroom floor tainting white tiles with her crimson color blood.

I picked the towel and wrapped it around my waist then picked the girl in my arms. I carried her out of the washroom and laid her down my bed.

I put the towel under her head to stop the flow of blood then hurriedly intercom the doctor and asked him to come to my room immediately.

Doctor Johnson had been working in the resort for the last three years in a resort and tackle emergencies and accidents. I never liked taking a risk with the health of my staff and customers.

I heard the knock outside my door and ushered doctor Johnson in.

"Hello, Mr.Carrington. I hope you're fine," Doctor Johnson said.

"I'm perfectly fine," I said making him frown. "Actually the patient is here," I gesture towards the bed where the girl was lying knocked out.

"What happened to her?" Doctor Johnson looked at her in concern.

"She slipped in the washroom and hit her head on the countertop." I filled him in about the accident.

He turned her on the side and accessed the damage of her head. There was a small gash on the back of her head bleeding gradually.

"The gash doesn't need stitches. But I need to bandage it up." He informed.

"Okay. That's good," I said in relief as he began dressing her wound.

He was giving me suspicious looks between his work, certainly not believing the story that I told him.

I was still standing in the towel and dried soap on my body, feeling cold and angry.

"She vomited before slipping on the floor and fainting." I didn't know why I said that. My mouth had the mind of his own or maybe it was an immense concern I suddenly had for this strange girl.

"That's not a good sign." He replied.

"Indeed. I want you to find out what is wrong with her," I told him with the glare.

My anger issues and glares were famous among the works in the resort.

Instantly, his eyes widened and he started nodding his head in agreement. "Absolutely, right. If you allow me, sir. Can I take a sample of her blood and run some tests? It would give us some answers about her health." Doctor Johnson said.

"Sure," I said turning around. I didn't know why I couldn't watch him sucking the blood out of her.

"This is the painkiller. If she wakes and complains about a headache. And this tablet is for easing her nausea." He said placing two sets of different tablets.

"Of course," I said walking him out to the door.

He was about to leave when I remembered what he needed to do. "Johnson, I hope you take patients' privacy seriously. I don't want my dad to find out about this." I walked to him and held his shoulder firmly. "Because if not then I'll have to replace you with your skeleton in your office. You get my point, right?"

He nervously smiled and nodded his head. "I'll inform you about the results tomorrow."

"Great to know we are on the same page." I shut the door and went to complete my shower which was rudely interpreted by that stupid girl.

How did she even get inside my room was still a mystery?

After showering and changing into proper clothes, I came out of the washroom. I noticed a duplicate key to my room sitting on the table.

Did she steal this key from my managers?

I ordered my manager to come to my room. After a few seconds, Mr.Halden was standing in my room looking nervous as hell.

"Sir, good evening. You called me. Is everything is okay?" He asked looking extremely nervous.

"You don't notice when a waitress steal my duplicate key and barge into my private room?" I asked him, grabbing his collar.

"I don't understand. I knew you were coming so I gave your key to Mr. David," He stuttered.

"Then how did this girl got inside my room using a duplicate key?" I asked him.

"Where is Mr.David?" I asked gritting my teeth.

"I'll call him." He said quickly taking out his from his pocket and called him.

Mr.David came running into the room and stared at me with his mouth agape. Well, it seems like someone wasn't expecting to meet his boss tonight.

"Sir. Hello. When did you come? I thought you were a...arriving tomorrow," Mr. David said looking flushed the tension was clear on his face.

"Where is the duplicate key of my room?" I asked him in a deadly voice.

"Sir, I-I lent this room," He said ready to shit in his pants.

"What! You lent this room to a waitress?" I asked him shocked.

"No! I mean y...yes. She is a waitress but she is Mr. and Mrs.Emerson's guest for tonight. They're your father's special guest. They requested a room on this floor and all other rooms were booked. I didn't know you were coming today. I...I lent it to them for a night." He stuttered.

I didn't understand why did they book a room for a waitress?

Taking a quick step, I put my hands on his neck and he went stiff. He stared at me like I was going to kill him. I was really tempted to do that but I refrained myself.

"Mr. Halden please take Mr. David with you and make sure to cut off his half salary as a punishment for now. I won't show the same mercy again," I said glaring at them outrageously.

"Sir, I'll do it right away," Mr. Halden said. "Good night."

"T...thank you, sir," Mr. David said. They both left the room hurriedly.

I turned to the girl who was sleeping soundly on my bed with the bandage wrapped around her head. She looked innocent with her mouth shut, I thought sarcastically.

I grabbed my pillow and pulled out an extra quilt from the cabinet and decided to sleep on the couch.

"A very good night, Sebastian," I muttered yawning, trying to find the perfect position to sleep on a couch.

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Brandon's POV:

"Jake, c'mon man. It can't be that hard to find a number," I said while holding the ladder.

Jake was inside Madeline's house. He went there through the back window which was luckily unlocked while I stayed behind holding a ladder.

"I can't seem to find anything. There is nothing here except some weird stuff?". Jack said with disgust.

"What weird stuff?" I asked frowning.

"There are some funny looking handcuffs and red boxers which have large "kissy" lips printed on it," He said.

"What the hell are you talking about?" I yelled at his gibberish.

"Find a phone book or something," I said feeling a headache building at his childish talk.

"No, man. People don't use that shit anymore. They save numbers on the cellphones. The technology you know" He said while I heard the shuffling of the boxes.

"Jake, is there any ticket? Anything in Madeline room which gives us a hint where she's?" I asked him.

"I'm still in the room. I have found the room where this man is staying. Oh, God!" He yelled suddenly making my heart jump.

"What?" I asked panicking.

"There's ripped red lingerie laying on the floor. I think he's cheating on his wife with a hooker" Jack said with disgust.

"What the fu*k Jake? Just leave that bastard room and go check Maddy's room. Maybe you will find something there" I yelled at him, instructing him.

"Relax, man. I'm going there" He said.

"Oh". Jake said.

"What?" I asked.

"Nothing," He said with disappointment.

"Tell me, Jake, what's the matter?" I asked him knowing that he was hiding something from me.

"Man, the pictures are still hanging on her wall," Jake said.

"She didn't take them with her?" I asked him feeling hurt.

"No. The room is empty, no clothes, no books, nothing" He said probably opening and closing the closest.

"She intentionally left all the pictures hanging on the wall. Why?" I asked myself aloud.

"So the man could throw them out. Duh," Jake replied.

A scowl appeared on my face.

"Find a box and pack all the pictures in it then come down with it" I instructed him.

"Okay, man" He replied.

"Done. I'm coming back"

"Wow, it was like I was in some haunted house to find a ghost" Jake said coming down from the ladder and dusting himself off.

"Shut up," I said picking the box.

"Did you find anything?" I asked him, hopefully.

"Yeah, this crumbled paper," He said throwing a paper at my head.

I thought he was joking and the paper had nothing of importance. But that was when something caught my eye.

I picked up the paper and read it. The hope bloomed in my chest after reading the pamphlet.

"Let's go we're going to this resort," I said making my way to the car.

"Really, man?" Jake asked looking happy.

I nodded my head, putting the box in the back seat. I got inside the car and Jake got settled in the passenger seat.

I started driving and he looked baffled when I took the turn in the direction of the highway.

"But I thought you wanted to find Madeline. But it's alright if you want to relax for a few days and then continue your mission. Can I call Veronica and my friend Luke?" He asked me with hopeful eyes making me angry.

"Jake shut your trap before I'll do it for you" I threaten him.

"You're so mean". He said pouting his lips.

He was such a child. Sometimes I wonder how he became my friend, it must be because of his sappy story of adoption.

"We're not going there to relax and enjoy," I said.

"Then?" He asked in bewilderment.

"We're going there to find Madeline," I said.

"How do you know she's there?" He asked frowning.

"I have a feeling that she's there. Take a look at this pamphlet. They have a job advertisement at the bottom. Madeline has scribbled something there" I said pointing out where she had to underline something and the number 27 was written in her handwriting.

"Wow, you're a genius," He said.

"Thanks" I replied dryly.

"Let me complete first. You're a genius asshole" He said getting back to me for my earlier comment.

"Same to you Jakey " I teased.

"Hey don't call me that! Only, Elena is allowed to call me that." He yelled making me lost my grip on the steering of the car.

Getting the control back on the wheel I glared at him.

"Why Jakey?" I teased him again knowing how much he hates this name.

Elena was the one who gave him this name Jakey. Later, my brother Eric started to annoy him wbu calling him Jakey and we joined in. My poor sister Elena still thinks Jake likes the name Jackey because he let her call him that.

"I'm going to dump Eric in the river one day for making my life hell," He said looking very much determined.

"Keep on dreaming he'll dump you before you can even come near him," I said.

My brother Eric was evil. He never takes shit from anyone. He was different, not like me and Noah. He was extremely possessive for his family members.

"Oh, I have a better idea" Then he said.

"And that is?" I asked.

"I'll tell Elena to throw him in the river for me," He said with the mischievous smile.

"She'll never do that. You're talking about her twin brother. She loves him more than anyone on this planet" I said rolling my eyes.

"You never know. She might do it for me when I'll bribe her with this new caramel ice cream my cousin's company is launching this week" He said smiling creepily.

"Manipulative bastard" I spat at him.

Ice cream and caramel were something that could make Elena do anything. If you promise her a lifetime supply of these two things she'll let you kidnap her, no kidding.

"Oh, just shut up and drive so we'll find your Juliet and go home," Jake said making me roll my eyes.

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