Chapter 20 - His Eyes Margot's POV The door slammed shut behind me with a mechanical clunk that echoed back in to my bones . I flinched , pulling my arms in tight . The sound was final - like a seal locking into place . Like I'd just been locked inside of a vault . My breath hitched up in my throat as I spun around , half - expecting someone to lunge out from the shadows at me - but nothing moved . No Coban ? My heart thudded in my ears as I scanned the room , wide - eyed and shaking . It seemed empty . Right up until the silence settled , and the sound of a shower running could be heard coming from the only other door in the room ... Fuck , he's got to be in there ! A strangled breath left my lips , equal parts relief and dread . What would his reaction be ? Finding me stood in here ? Seeing me for the first time , seeing what he's stuck with for the entirety of this experiment ? My hands stayed at my sides , balled up into trembling fists as I slowly stepped further in , eyes flicking over every surface . I couldn't stop the way I analyzed the space like it was evidence in a crime scene , since that was exactly how it felt . The room was ... surprisingly clean though . Almost suspiciously so . The walls were plain white , Crisp . Unmarked . The floor beneath my feet was soft grey carpeting - brand new by the look of it . Not a single stain or tear . It muffled my footsteps as I walked , the sound oddly domestic for a prison cell . I'd expected cement and chains . Blood somewhere , maybe ? But perhaps Cara was right , and this place was just a separate building built for the purpose of this project ... it made sense as to why it was all so untouched ... This room looked like the inside of a budget hotel room and happened to house a maximum - security inmate . - if that hotel had zero decor , triple the security , 1/5 3:14 pm P Chapter 20 His Eyes I turned around slowly in a full circle , trying to take everything in . - There was a bed in the corner only one bed as my jaw fell slack looking at it . Why the heck was there only one bed ?! It was the size of a small double , the sheets also crisp white and papery thin , though the mattress and pillows seemed decently plump ... But where in the damn hell was I expected to sleep ? I couldn't imagine the prisoners offering up the bed to any of us either ? So that left me with all of three options ... sleep on the floor , sleep on the sturdy little . black lounge chair that sat against the wall ( looking terribly uncomfortable ) , or share the bed with a dangerous inmate ! Shaking my head , knowing he could very easily murder me in my sleep either way , I forced myself to take a steadying deep breath . I would let him decide ... I don't want to upset him right out the gate asking to have the bed to myself ... He could snap and kill me over such a disagreement , I wasn't stupid ! I continued on with my room scan , seeing a small desk and a narrow shelf of books , though I didn't dare to move closer to read the spines just yet . A chest of drawers stood in one corner , made in a way so there were no sharp edges . I wanted to know what was inside of it , as I slowly made my way across the room ... Lifting a hand before pausing mid - air , chewing my lip in fear that it would make a noise to expose my snooping ... I listened carefully , ensuring that the shower was still running , and once I had confirmed that it was , I pulled open one of the three smallest drawers at the top first . And instantly , I wished that I hadn't . Plasters , bandages , antiseptic wipes and worst of all ... condoms . What the fuck ! I quickly pushed the drawer shut , stepping back from it as though that would help gather me out of the shock . They've supplied us with damn condoms ?! What was this shit ?! I didn't know I had signed up for the ' Fuck A Prisoner Project ' . One bed . A box of condoms . A hotel styled room ?! I was bunking with a dangerous criminal here , not fucking Prince Charming ! 2/5 3:14 pm P DD Chapter 20 His Eyes This wasn't blind dating ! I was still a virgin for fuck sake ! Clutching my chest , I closed my eyes over tightly to control myself before the tears threatened to spill . I could not let him find me this rattled already , he will think that I'm weak , probably use it against me too ! " Get it together Margot ! " I whisper harshly to myself , peeling my eyes open and shaking it off . Or at least trying to . Let's think straight about this for a sec . The condoms are just a precaution , for the likes of the mint - green girls who had reeked of desperation to sleep with these men . They have to supply them , before this place could turn in to the ' Prisoner Pregnancy Project ' real quick . I licked my drying lips , my eyes falling upon another item in the room that I hadn't yet noticed , as I allowed my mind to become distracted by it completely . Folded beneath the small , thick square window , with nothing but iron bars beyond it , was a crisp black hoodie . It was folded neatly too , as my head tilted to inspect it from a distance . I stared at it curiously . Like it might move . It made the fact that he was in here all the more real . Just beyond that door . And with that thought , as if on queue , total silence fell . The water was sharply cut off . He was finished in the shower . " Shit ! " I gasped silently , shuffling my feet back towards the door , knowing that it would be the safest option in the event that I would have to yell and scream for the guards to save me ... The room was so still , I could hear my own breath shaking in and out of my lungs . Then came the first sound . A dull thud- like something being dropped . Followed by the rustling of a towel . Heavy , hurried movements from inside the bathroom . I flinched at each one , my nerves buzzing like I'd swallowed static . 3/5 3:14 pm P DD Chapter 20 - His Eyes He was moving around in there . Another bang - sharper this time . A cupboard slamming , maybe ? A drawer ? I didn't know what the hell he was doing , but it was loud and erratic enough to make the hairs on my arms stand up . A second later , the sharp hiss of deodorant filled the air , the scent drifting faintly beneath the door as my stomach flipped . He was getting ready . For me ? A beat passed ... then a cough - low , rough , and real . My body stiffened at the sound . That cough was proof of life . That he existed . That in just seconds , I would be face - to - face with him . Coban Santorelli . More shuffling . Then silence again . Long , drawn - out , almost cruel silence . My heart was thundering by the time the bathroom door handle began to twist . Shit ! Shit ! Shit ! I watched the door slowly pull open , like the big reveal on a dating show - and this one came with a dark twist ! I held my breath , watching the large figure emerge from the bathroom , seeing nothing but a towel slung low around his hips ... His eyes found mine instantly . They were cold . Piercing . My lips parted at the sight of him , but nothing came out . We just stared at each other - 1 prisoner and project girl two strangers locked in a room with too many 4/5 3:14 pm PD Chapter 20 - His Eyes expectations , too many secrets , and far too little air . I didn't move . Neither did he . This wasn't the beginning of a partnership . It was the beginning of my survival .