Kilgrave's second chance

Cage

Alice POV

I walked up the stairs slowly, looking around. I've never seen a house this big and luxurious. I liked the soft grey carpet under my feet as I reached the hallway. It was long and wide, with many doors on both sides. There were paintings on the walls and the light was dimmed, making everything look even more mysterious and grim. First floor, first door to the right. 

I twisted the knob slowly and the lock clicked quietly, as the door opened easily in front of me revealing the most increadible bedroom. I couldn't control a small smile forming on my lips. The bed had pure white bedding, a pile of pillows resting neatly on top. There was a big slide wardrobe which was mainly empty if not a silky cream bathrobe hanging on a lonely hanger. Everything was kept in warm tones of browns and beiges. There was a boquet of roses on a vanity table and I also noticed a door leading to a balcony. I turned around to lock the room once I walked in but surprise, surprise - there was no lock. My happiness dropped slightly at that but I just had to hope he wasn't stupid enough to walk in without asking or even his stupid power won't be able to protect him. 

I opened the balcony door and stepped outside, sighing in relief as cold air of the night caressed my skin. The moon was in waxing phase and I leaned on the fence, glancing up at it. As he mentioned, underneath there was a huge garden which was surely beautifully mantained. Maybe he would let me take  a walk there tomorrow... Alice... by tomorrow you need to be gone! I remainded myself and I frowned. I had to leave this house. He was a psycho and it didn't matter how warm and beautiful it was here. He trapped me here against my will. Like in the book I once read... Beauty and the Beast. Yeah, I was Belle of the story. Except I was probably also the monster of it, and there was no man in Kilgrave either. Kilgrave was my Gaston. I chuckled quietly at this silly thought and I shook my head, coming back inside. I took off my black dress and tossed it on the chair before I opened another door that I hoped would lead me to the bathroom, and they did. I bet he had a larger one but this one was also perfect for me. I hated to admit how much I enjoyed the interior after living in my small basement flat and tones of awful places before that. I never felt welcomed anywhere at all. 

I took a long hot shower, using the products that were already in there. I washed my bloody long hair and  my whole body, hissing slightly as I found more bruises and scratches after the fight than I originally expected. 'Damn it' I cursed quietly and tried to rinse all of them thoroughly, when one deeper scratch opened and started bleeding. I would need a proper sanitiser for it. The last thing I wanted was an infection. I sighed heavily and got out of the shower. Used a towel to dry my skin and hair and I got that bathrobe that I found before in the wardrobe. I looked around the room but as I expected, there was no sign of any kind of medicine. I had to ask him. Oh my... 

Kilgrave POV

I let the girl go to her bedroom and I finished another glass of port by myself. Then I went back to my car and got the bag with money out and also something I gathered on the way. Her own backpack. I took both of those to my bedroom which was just across from hers. I walked in and took my tie and vest off, undoing couple of top buttons just to be more comfy before I go and shower. I put money in the safe and looked at her backpack curiously. I felt so tempted to just search it inside out. I sat down on a chair and put in on the desk, slowly opening the first small pocket. I slid my hand inside and touched something cold. I grasped on it and pulled out, finding I'm holding an old fashioned pocket watch. It wasn't only old fashioned, it looked like it was at least 100 years old. It must be worth a fortune, did she steal it? I opened it and heard soft ticking. I put my glasses on as I noticed there was an engraving on the side. I tried to read it when I almost jumped as I heard knocking on the door 'Sir?' I couldn't understand who's speaking as I was so focused on the little treasure I found until I realised my servants were gone for now and it was just me and Alice in the house. Shit. 'One second, wait' I growled and quickly tossed her backpack in my wardrobe before I let her come in. A delightful smile spread on my face as I saw her lovely figure stand in front of me in just the bathrobe, with her damp hair framing her beautiful face. I was speechless for a little while 'You look beautiful' I whispered without fully realising it and she seemed quiet shocked. I couldn't let myself melt like this. 'What do you want?' I cleared my throat and snapped back to reality 'I didn't know you wear glasses' she said quietly and her eyes were saying something I wasn't quite capable of reading. Did she like how I looked or what? 'Yeah to read... what is it?' I asked her again, she seemed to be constantly travelling with her head in the clouds. Probably the least down to earth person I knew 'Oh. I got a small wound after the fight' she nibbled her lower lip and lifted up her bathrobe slightly, showing me inside of her tigh that was bruised and bleeding. I boiled with anger at the bastards that did it to her. I had to find them and make them pay properly. 'I was wandering if you have some sort of first aid kit, I don't want it to get infected' she stated simply and I felt the strangest sensation. I wanted to help her. Make her feel better. 'Yes, sure I do' I frowned slightly, not at her but at the weirdest battle going on in my head.

'Come in' I let her inside my bedroom which was another thing I never used to do and I opened a drawer, taking a bottle of sanitiser and a bandage out of there, along with some wipes. 'Take a seat... do you mind if I... help?' I almost gulped at my own sensence and she sat down politely at the edge of my bed 'I'd appriticate it' she replied. I kneeled in front of her and looked into her eyes 'I'll need you to part your legs a bit more than that, sweetheart' I smirked but tried to remain calm and respectful for some reason. 'It may sting' I saw her cute cheeks cover with a small blush as she looked away but mumbled a thank you. I poured some of the liquid over her wound, which made her hiss slightly but she was sitting still like a statue. A gorgeous one by the way. I patted her cut skin gently with the wipes, making the string of blood go away and I gently wrapped a bandage around her tigh to make sure it doesn't open again. 'That's much better' she spoke up and I found her smiling at me a little. 'Good' I nodded and ran my fingertips down her leg. I heard her breath hitch in her throat, which made me chuckle and I pulled away, getting back to my usual self, or at least trying to. 'You can thank me for that properly when you feel better' I said and put everything back. Her smile disappeared which made me sad and reliefed at the same time. I couldn't handle people acting human with me. 'Where did you find it?' she rose up her voice for the first time she got into my room and the atmosphere broke like a bubble. 'It's mine' oh bloody watch, I forgot to put it back before I let her in. 'You are mine now, miss Ruth so so is this thing' I said firmly and looked down at her. I saw slight fear in her eyes which broke my heart but I had to have her remember who owns the place. And she did. 'Please. Can I keep it? It's really important' she softened down and I nodded 'Tomorrow you'll tell me all about its importance' I threatened her but let her take it and she left back to her room, I made sure of that, of course.