Royal Princess: Doted On By The Mafia King

Chapter 14 - Anna



On the first day accompanied Anna, she mostly introduced herself to Anna and told her everything about her physical appearance. She wished the owner of those arms was nice enough to let her know what he looked like. She will most definitely hunt him down and keep him hostage as her personal sleeping pill.

Her rebirth brought a lot of discomfort and she would almost kill for a little amount of comfort to escape her nightmares. She could still remember the feel of that chest against her. It was so warm. She had played the whole scene on her mind over and over again when she wakes up from her nightmares at night and in a desperate need of comfort.

Sometimes, she hums the tone her mother had always hummed for her but it only worked when she had nightmares of her the accident she had with her mother. It almost did not work at all for her when she dreams of her death but those arms gave her comfort.

She prayed the person was not an angel and even if he was one, he should become a human for her. The person also knew about her step mother and promised to punish them. Whoever the owner of those arms was had to be someone who knew her..

It could not be her father because whoever the person was, he was young and certainly in his early twenties. He had to be someone who works out well because of his firm chest and arms.

After describing herself to Anna with a lot details, she told Anna a little about the orphanage and the friends she made before leaving since she had nothing good to say about the orphanage. Afterwards, she told Anna about her favorite musician.

Mira just got married and she made sure to find as much information she could get on the internet about Mira's husband. It was though she was an in-law trying to know everything about the man. She went as far as knowing the man's favorite food, color and many more things.

Her new role as a sister was not an easy task but she kept working hard. She goes to greet Anna in the morning and returns after her lessons in the evening and stays for a couple of hours. She made the nurse promise her to inform her if something goes wrong with Anna. She could not relax until the nurse promised her. It felt like an assignment and she always found something new to talk to Anna about.

Mr. Whitfred had also travelled on a business trip after Mrs. Whitfred left. On Saturday, she spent more than four hours with Anna with breaks in between. The nurse was already pitying Miss Anna because she felt if Anna was awake, she will definitely get tired of the frequent visit and Rose's talkativeness.

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As Rose sat beside Anna's bed talking to her, she yawned feeling tired. She wrote Mathematics test that day and due her complete lack of rest in order to get an A in the test, she kept feeling dizzy and in needing to rest. She might be home schooled but the test was definitely not easy or that was how she felt since she hated Mathematics.

She closed the book she picked from the library to read to Anna and rested against the backrest of the chair to sleep. She made her now usual prayer before sleeping, 'I pray I don't get haunted by nightmares.'

She hoped her prayer will be answered unlike every other time and soon fell asleep. Her eyes stayed close for barely thirty minutes when she felt a hand hold her wrist that rested on the bed. She could not help but wonder what sort of nightmare she was experiencing; it felt so real more real than any nightmare she had experienced.

'Is this an upgrade in my nightmare?' she asked herself.

The hand felt so soft and weak but it slowly tightened its weak grip on her wrist. She shook pulling hand away instinctively. She was so scared she could feel all the hairs on her body rise and a cold chill feeling down her spine. "A ghost?" that was the only idea that came to her mind.

She opened her mouth wide enough to enable an egg to be thrown in without touching her lips or teeth when she saw Anna reaching to her weakly with her eyes opened. "I will call the doctor," she said pressing the button to call the doctor. The nurse on duty went out for a while. The door opened and the nurse walked in immediately.

She was really thinking the girl before her won't survive and that was why she took very good care of her but the girl actually survived it. The pity she once felt towards the girl immediately turned to admiration. The girl was a strong fighter. Not everyone is lucky enough to escape such prison. A prison where they are locked up within their own body but the young girl did. She fought and escaped.

In less than five minutes, the doctor walked into the room panting slightly obvious that he had ran to the room as soon as he got the signal. Rose stood away from the bed and watched them take care of Anna asking her some questions.

"We will take Miss Anna to the hospital immediately for a full checkup," the doctor told Rose when he was done.

"No. I have to ask Mrs. Whitfred or Mr. Whitfred if she could leave. They want her to be safe," Rose found herself disagreeing without a second thought.

She pulled out her smart phone from the pocket of her jeans and dialed Mara's number. She did not know why she felt that way but she really wanted to protect this strong fighter. Anna was once a victim of kidnapping and she only woke up now. If she falls into the same problem, the girl might not be able to survive again.

She was not against the doctor but against leaving the mansion without adequate protection. After telling Mara that Anna was awake and had to be taken to the hospital for further treatment, Mara promised to get everything ready.

Anna sat up on her bed watching Rose with so much interest. She woke up with a strong desire to wake up the girl sleeping beside her bed. She does not know why she was so interested in waking the girl up but that desire made her wake up and up all the strength she could muster to wake the girl up.

She felt a sense of sadness that the girl was asleep and not awake but she did not know who the girl was. She recognized her room immediately but the girl and the other three people in the room were unfamiliar.

From the way the other three people dressed, she could easily identify them as a doctor and two nurses. Her gaze moved back to Rose and she wondered why the girl wore that very protective look on her face when she spoke to the doctor about her. It was as though she will simply get into a fist fight with them if they dared take her to the hospital.

She found herself liking the beautiful strange girl more and more. The girl was really a rare beauty and she looked like her mother. "Where is my mother?" she asked looking around. Before anyone could answer her, she immediately asked in a low pained voice, "What happened to me?"

"Mrs. Whitfred went for the fashion week show. She will be back soon," Rose answered her walking to her bed.

"And who are you," Anna asked before Rose could answer the second question.

Rose stopped rubbing her head. She did not have any idea about how to tell he girl in front of her that she was her sister because she did not want to make the girl go into a shock.

"She is your sister, Miss Anna. Miss Rose was brought over by Mr. Whitfred. She is your new sister," Mara answered Anna. She had walked into the room when Anna asked that question.

Anna felt happy to finally see a face she recognized well. "Mara," she called with a weak smile on her face.

"Miss Anna. I am very happy you have woken up. I called Madam. There will be an helicopter arriving soon," Mara informed them when she got close to Anna's bed.

"Mrs Whitfred said the cloth you designed will be worn during the show," Rose gave the girl a good news to make the girl happy.

"Really?!" Anna asked excitedly her eyes sparkling happily. Her smile slowly disappeared and she looked around with a confused expression. "Isn't there six months before the show?" she asked wondering why her mother left so early for the show.

"No, the show takes place today," Rose immediately corrected.

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