They were escorted out the hall by three tough looking and strong men to their car, a Bentley car. They even had their own driver, Mr leger tried to console his wife but she still cried uncontrollably.
Agatha and Sylus entered a white Rolls-Royce headed to his mansion. It was a 30 minutes ride to his house and through out the journey the newlyweds didn't talk to each other, they even sat 3 metre apart from themselves. Sylus was on his phone while Agatha trembled in fear as she imagined her life and the agony she was about to experience. They reached the gate of his house and Agatha eyes marvelled with disbelief, at this moment she knew that she was dreaming. She drew open the window and brought out her head. The gate was adorned with gold accents and a family crest, marked the entrance of the estate, as they moved into the compound they moved passed a vineyard, producing some of the world's finest wine stretched across the estate, looking further she saw a lake, complete with a boathouse, the scene provided a serene and powerful retreat. The lawns were immaculately manicured, with perfectly trimmed hedges, sparkling fountains and a private golf course. She felt as though she was in a dream but there was more. As they got closer to the mansion, it's facade had an imposing sight with a towering column sweeping arches and intricately carved stonewalk. Some private security team trained to the highest standards provided 24/7 protection for the family and their guests. The security system was complete with biometric scanners motion detectors, ensuring the safety of the estate.
The car finally stopped at the entrance of the house and the door of the cars were pulled open from outside by some men in black, they all had that SC sign on their blazers. Agatha stepped out gracefully and they went into the mansion. The interior was even more breathtaking, the marble flooring that stretched throughout the mansion, polished to a high shine and adorned with intricate inlays. Private art featuring renowned artist adorned the walls of the mansion. Crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, casting a kaleidoscope of colors across the walls.
Agatha kept turning and looking up, trying to feel the design of the mansion in one piece.
"You might snap your neck if you keep looking up"
Sylus said looking at her.
"Uhm sorry"
Agatha said looking at the floor, she couldn't stare at his eyes because of fear of dying, his voice always drained her blood whenever he spoke to her, she already looked pale from overthinking of what he might do to her.
" it's already late, you should go to your room"
" yes sir"
"Did you forget that I am your husband, drop the honorifics"
"Yes"
"Esther , take her to her room"
Sylus said, he walked upstairs till he got the door to his room, the door stood at a very long height and before Agatha could catch a glimpse of his room, he closed the door.
A maid walked to Agatha and smiled broadly
"Ma'am please let me guide you to your room"
"Okay"
They walked passed Sylus's room, she was confused because as a couple they were meant to sleep in the same room but at the same time she felt happy, Agatha almost leaped with joy but controlled herself because of the maid she was with but at least she was sure if living till the next day, suddenly the maid stopped Infront of a door and pushed it open, afterwards she turned and left. Agatha entered the room "could this night get any better" she thought as she entered the room. Her room looked like the BOUDOIR she read about in one of her novels. The walls was painted with a soft ,pale hue of rose petals. The floor was covered with plush, cream-colored carpeting that felt soft and inviting as she walked on them, her room also had a crystal chandelier, a velvet sofa and antique vanity. The decor were fresh flowers,rare artworks and plush rug. At the other end of the room was a large shelf of books arranged according to their production and edition dates. It felt like heaven, she quickly bounced on the queen-size bed, jumped a bit before going to take a shower. She went to her closet and opened it up, clothes were arranged from the top to the bottom, their was also a jewelry section where both her jewelry and makeup was, the clothes in the shelves looked very expensive and high in trend. There were also wigs arranged on different mannequins and shoes were placed under the wigs, everything was arranged in a royal style, she smiled at first but "it's all fake" word kept ringing in her head. "But if all of these was fake why did you prepare all these for her" she heaved a sign continued "weird" she thought. She looked through the shelves and found a pajamas, she took them and wore it. She closed the closet and went to her bed, she wanted to stay up and be at alert Incase of anything but nature called and she had to answer.