Mike walked upstairs and into their room. He couldn't find her on the bed, but he did hear sobs coming from the bathroom.
"Oh, there you are, my princess!" he exclaimed as he went to the bathroom door and knocked loudly. He's afraid she'll hurt herself like she did when he kidnapped her not long ago.
"Open the door," Mike said as he knocked, but no one answered. "Denise, open the f*cking door now! I swear you'll be sorry if you don't open the door! " He yelled, but he had no intention of hurting her; Mike only said those things to get her to obey and open the door, and he then heard the lock on the bathroom open after a few seconds.
The door swung open, and there she stood in front of him. "F*ck! What the hell did I do?" he cursed himself, her eyes puffy from crying, and her sobs wouldn't stop. She was staring at him with those stunning blue eyes. Mike was well aware that she was terrified of him. He enjoys it when she obeys him, but he despises it when she fears him.
Mike took her hand in his and guided her to the bed. He made her sit on it while he sat in front of her on his legs. She looked at him, perplexed and terrified.
"Please, baby, stop crying. I'm so f*cking sorry. I was just mad because I was thinking about how men would look at you or think nasty thoughts about you, and I could not control myself for that, you are mine, Denise and I don't want them to think about you like that. Yes, I would never deny how gorgeous you are. You even set me on blaze with this hot outfit of yours, but you should know it's exclusively for me, no one else, only me!" he proclaimed.
Denise finally stopped crying and looked at him for a few moments. "But you hurt me of your words, Mike," she whispered as she wiped her tears away.
"I know, and I swear I didn't mean it. I'm so sorry for that. I'm just so possessive when it comes to you," he explained. She then looked at him for a few seconds before doing something he didn't expect: Denise hugged him.
"I'm not sure why, but I felt like the Mike I know was still there," she said quietly.
"It's still me, Denise. I didn't change. I was just f*cking in love with you and you just push me away," he said in a hushed tone as he hugged her back tightly and kissed her forehead.
Mike smiled and ruffled her hair. "Will we go out if I change?" she inquired, her face buried in her neck. "Yes, my princess, as long as you behave," he said, and she was out of my arms in seconds. She dashed to the closet, grabbed some clothes, and dashed to the bathroom.
After a few minutes as he checked her again, but this time she was wearing high waist blue jeans, a brown tank top, and the same Korean shoes.
"How about this? Is it all right with you?" she asked shyly. "Yes, it's good," he said as he smiled at her and gave her a satisfied look.
He then took her hand in his and led her downstairs and away from the mansion. They arrived at the private plane, where the pilot awaited them. He drew her onto his lap as they boarded the private plane. Her lovely cheeks were flushed. As the plane took off for the town, he yanked on the glass between them.
"I hope my princess is always in my arms like this," he thought to himself.
They arrived at the airport after one and a half hours and proceeded to the mall. They arrived at the mall after driving for twenty minutes.
"Oh God, how much I missed my outside life, and how much I missed my father," she thought to herself. Denise feels like a prisoner, even though they are no longer on the island. This sense of loneliness is looming over her. She had the impression that she was standing alone, with no one beside her.
"I missed Antonio, too," she said, her eyes welling up with tears as she remembered Mike's murder of him. "I missed him a lot," Denise said, feeling as if she were in a nightmare from which she would never awaken.
She then pushed these thoughts away. She doesn't want to frustrate herself right now; she just wants to enjoy her time at the mall.
"Wear this so the guards and cops don't recognize us," he said, handing over the black cap and shade. Denise then responded by nodding and wearing it.
"Let's go, My Princess," Mike said, clutching her hands tightly in his. They exited and entered the mall. She noticed a swarm of bodyguards outside the mall and five of them following them as they entered.
They cut a menacing figure, dressed entirely in black and wearing Bluetooth in their ears. "F*ck! this is so embarrassing, this will only draw attention here, but she can't do anything about it."
They then started walking towards Bench. She adores this store. It could be costly but she always goes there to look at the new clothes.
"Let's go, let's find you some good things; choose whatever you want, I will buy it for you," he said, placing one of her hair strands behind her ear, while Denise simply nodded.
When they're looking through the clothes, trying to find something suitable to her taste. She noticed a lovely dress that piqued her interest, and she liked it a lot because of its simple lovely pattern. She went there and left the ticket to see how much it costs, but her jaw dropped when she lifted the tag and saw the price.
"It was much more expensive than I expected; the cost of this dress could even buy me two months' worth of groceries. She then quickly placed back the dress before Mike noticed, and she returned to him, find him looking at her with many pieces of clothing in his hands.
"Do you like it? "He inquired.
"What?"