I'll avenge my Revenge

De Javu

The handsome-looking mysterious man brought Ericka to a large house that looked so luxurious, from the front alone Ericka had seen the high gate of the house towering almost equal the height of the house.

The gate of the house in black paint with a golden list symbolizes so luxurious and mysterious the occupant of the house.

In front of the gate were two guards who opened the gate that looks heavy, after entering the car he was riding it was still quite a distance between the gate and the house.

Ericka looked around her, there was a beautiful flower garden lying beside the house, next to it was a green garden full of trees like a mini protected forest.

Ericka could also see many guards standing guard around the house, but it was already midnight but they were still on standby.

"Down!" said the man earlier, breaking Ericka's daydream.

Ericka goes down without a fight, it's useless anyway she won't be able to escape too, after all Stanley has said that they are friends and he must trust the man.

"May Stanley not lie to me, and this man can be trusted" Ericka murmured inwardly.

They entered the house followed by a few guards who were standing guard outside earlier, and inside were also some servants who had been waiting for them.

Because the lights of the house were so bright not as bright as the lights of the rooms, cars and streets they passed earlier, so Ericka could clearly see the face of the man who helped her.

In front of it, he saw the man's face was so handsome and had an aura of charisma of its own, making anyone who saw it fall in love with him.

Stunned for a moment to see that handsome face, Ericka had to realize that it was just an illusion. A handsome face is not necessarily a handsome heart either, is it?

"It's midnight, I'm tired and I think you're tired too. Aren't you? Rest, they will take you to your own room, and that will prepare your needs for the rest of the day" said the man, stepping like an exhausted man towards the steps of the house.

"But..." Ericka wanted to express her opinion, but the man had already disappeared into one of the rooms above.

"Miss, come with us. Later we will also prepare the needs of Miss, if there are other needs, just say so. Miss" said one of the servants.

They finally came with them, and he also felt exhausted after leaving Stanley's house filled with criminals, out of nowhere.

Ericka entered a room that was quite large, there was a bit of her shock there. For some reason, she was homesick after seeing her new room.

Whether it was coincidence or not, the room he occupied right now was so similar in design to his room. His eyes started to glaze over, but he had to hurriedly remove before the water dripped onto his cheeks.

"No, don't make this weaker for you, Ericka. You have to be strong" he said in his heart, bracing himself.

"Miss, do you like the room?" ask the waiter.

"Like it, I like it. Thank you" he said smiling.

"Alright, Miss. All the needs we have prepared, if there is less or need anything please use the remote beside the bed, and the guide book is next to it" said the waiter again.

"Oh, yes. Thanks" said Ericka a little confused.

"Then excuse us, miss" said the maid again, closing Ericka's room door.

"Ribet very, just want to call the remote all! Are they robots?!" said confusion.

He immediately took the remote, there were many buttons and an assortment of colors. And every button has a sign she doesn't understand.

He looked at the guidebook and read it, oh it turns out that every button with different colors shows us who we're going to connect to. And buttons that have a sign are also used during emergencies only.

Red button to call the bodyguard if he is in danger, blue button calls the waiter if need something, green button to call refit section in case of damage, and much more.

"Hufft, tired of it like this. Never mind, I also will not stay here forever" he said.

He lay on a fairly large bed, it felt a bit strange for him to sleep alone in the big mattress. His room and bed in his father's house were not this big, making him rather uncomfortable.

Due to exhaustion throughout the day he was preoccupied with unexpected things by him, he finally fell asleep again and did not realize the morning had arrived.

"Good morning, Miss. Breakfast is ready and breakfast will begin soon. Miss, we'd better clean up first, we'll help" the waiter said kindly.

"I'm so tired and so sleepy, could you give me a minute?" pinta Ericka with her laziness, she was still very sleepy.

"Sorry, Miss. It's an order from the master directly" the servant replied.

"You know what time I arrived at this house? It was clearly early in the morning, and I was able to sleep maybe a few hours before sunrise! Can give me a little time" she asked once more with a face that was puffy, her eyes were so heavy it was hard to open.

"But, Miss-" the servant wanted to give another explanation to Ericka but was startled by the man's arrival.

"Why are you still in bed?! Get up, and take a shower! I'll wait at the dinner table!" he said coldly while staring at Ericka who was still lazily on the mattress.

Hearing the man's voice, Ericka immediately flinched. He looked at a handsome man he saw last night well-dressed, complete with his tuxedo suit stellan.

"A-you?" he said he was confused about what to say.

"Hurry up, I don't have time!" the man said and left Ericka's room.

"Sorry, Miss. Excuse me" said the waiter.

Without the ba-bi-bu they take off the clothes attached to it, of course it makes Ericka surprised instead of playing. Like de javu he recalls the incident where he was treated harshly by the servants at his father's house at that time.

Only difference, these servants treated him well and politely. Although her clothes were forcibly opened, there was no sign of violence there, and they always apologized or permission first whenever she undressed her twin.

After he was completely innocent without clothes, he was taken to the bathroom of course previously used his pyjamas towel to go to the bathroom.

Like the king's daughter, she was well served while bathing in the bathtub. Complete with rose water and various kinds of soap, shampoo to other skincare.

After that he was cleaned and given very nice clothes, although the design was simple but people could judge the price of the goods he was wearing, worth millions of dollars, he said, plus the tens of millions of dollars worth of minimalist jewelry adds to its class up several levels higher than before.

Ericka was dressed very pretty, although the stitching scars on her face were quite large not covering up the natural beauty of her face.

He came down from the stairs leading to the dining room, again bak de javu he remembered when bi Mirna and Milah who drove him down from his room when he was about to go to school graduation.

Here too he was greeted by several servants and bodyguards and given their respects, they all lowered their faces and bodies as Ericka passed through them all.

Of course it all makes him awkward and clumsy because he is not used to being treated like that, when at home alone he is underestimated by all his servants. Here she was treated like a princess of the king.

"Why so long? It's almost past breakfast time" said the handsome man who looked riled at his watch.

He was sitting in front of the dining table that had been available various breakfast menus from various countries, as long as the dining table was all full of food. In line with the empty seats in front of him, only the man was in front of him.

"Pardon us, sir" said the servants.

"Here you go, it's breakfast time" said the man coldly.

Ericka was seated opposite the man, the distance between her and the man was quite far considering the length of the dining table. And the only ones who ate were the two of them!

While some empty seats on the left right are left empty.

"This much food, who would want to spend?! If it is thrown away, dear, this is why eat it so far away? If you don't like to get close enough to eat breakfast together!" Ericka is alone.

He was annoyed with the man, completely bossy of his attitude. Plus they had to be accompanied by a few servants at breakfast making it really uncomfortable. How would you feel if you were eating? Rush because it is not good to eat awaited people? uncomfortable because it's being watched? Or how?

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