"There you are, Master."
It was Jean's voice. I was in the lobby and making my way out to the parking area when she saw me.
"I just want to remind you of your today's schedule."
Having heard that my eyes narrowed and my brows furrowed. I suddenly remembered my father telling me earlier that it's gonna be a long day for me.
"You better head straight to the penthouse and take a rest. By 4 pm, We will fetch you for the preparation for the ball tonight. The ball starts at 7 pm and ends at 12 midnight. Enjoy all the sleep you could get while you can, it's gonna be a long night."
She then ushered me to follow her. We walked into the elevator and headed to the 50th floor of the building. I was unable to explore and see the entire building from the outside, except of its facade.
This building is so huge, and judging from it, I can tell that this is much more than a hotel. I am curious to know what other business establishments are on the ground floor.
We reached the 50th floor and welcomed by a grandiose lobby. Just when I thought that I saw the beauty of this building from the ground lobby, I stand myself corrected. This lobby is by far a hundred times impressive. Although it has a minimalist approach in terms of design choice, it won't fail to impress you.
The floor -- a golden marble with intricate designs of beautiful mandala patterns. Glass walls that doubles as a window gracing the entire floor with natural light, and capturing the breath-taking view of the most impressive artwork -- a panoramic view of the sky, the city, and the lush woods outlining the city borders.
I thought that the balcony at my father's office had the most beautiful view, but I was wrong. The penthouse has the best of everything!
Jean swiped a card to the digital door lock, and push the mahogany doors open. My eyes are feasting to the magnificence of the interior. Glass walls all over, but what draws my attention right away was the infinity pool outside.
I made my way passed the unexplored beauty of the penthouse and headed to where the infinity pool stood. My eyes grew wider to the sight of the mini garden that completes the entirety of the space.
It comes with an outdoor lounging chair and sofa on the further right. To my left, is a fifty square meter of the area covered in green grass, and sheltered with a garden arbor filled with purple flowering vines. Under its shades is a tea table set -- a perfect spot for an afternoon coffee, reading books and listening to the music.
All the things that I would do in this place is all I could ever think of! If only I could show this to Andrei, this is a perfect hangout place -- of course apart from our rain tree at school.
"I will leave you now, Master. Lunch will be here by 12 noon. In the meantime, you are free to do whatever you wish."
Jean said with a smile, and slightly bowing her head down. I smiled and nodded.
"Thank you. See you later then."
I spent another ten minutes appreciating the views in the garden. The skies seemed to be in my reach up here! I breathe in and out a few times. Filling in my lungs with the fresh and fragrant air that it could take.
I then decided to go inside and started exploring the entire place. As I was touring the place, I heard a faint noise coming from somewhere -- though I couldn't point out from which exact spot it is coming from.
Ahh, my silly head is playing tricks on me again.
I ignored the noise and went to the reading nook to check the books. Maybe I could find something that will pique my interest. As I was browsing the books, I heard another noise again.
I am sure I am the only one here. If there is someone else who came before us, Jean would let me know. Jean will surely know if someone else was here. But she never mentioned anything. I stood there and did my best to listen.
I was holding my breath so hard, if I could keep my heart from beating, I would -- so nothing will ever come between me and the noise I am trying to make out. I close my eyes and concentrated in nothing but the noise around me -- hoping that it would heighten at least my sense of hearing.
I heard the sound of running water. Is it possible that this place is haunted?
The thought sent a chill ran down my spine. I tiptoed as I tried to follow the faint sound. As I walked closer and closer to its direction, the sound has gone louder and louder. It leads me to a room. I went inside and saw a closed door. I padded my way to it, silently as possible. I leaned to the door and put an ear to it.
I closed my eyes again to listen, but before I knew it, the door opened. I fell over the floor and heard some screaming. Before I could even help myself up, I heard a slight wheezing sound coming from the air, then felt something damp and soft landing on my back.
It wasn't that painful, but to be hit with something like that over and over again is upsetting. I felt a sudden burst of anger and stood up quickly on my feet.
"What the hell are you doing in my place?!
I fumed as I grabbed the pair of hands that were trying to assault me with a fucking towel. I froze as I laid eyes to the uninvited guest. Those scarlet eyes, and golden brown locks. These frail hands, and the slim figure with delicate curves.
I suddenly felt warmness filling up my cheeks. I just realized that I was looking at the completely naked Lady Marinette, whose only means of cover-up was the same towel she hit me with.
"V-v-vincent."
I looked away. I turned my back and was about to take my leave when I felt two hands wrapping around my waist. I could feel her soft breasts behind me. Knowing that I am in this silly situation with a naked girl is making me embarrassed -- at least logically.
But my body seemed to disagree with me. I felt a static feeling running through my veins, and sending every fiber of my body into a tickling sensation.
Stop embarrassing me, Vincent! Are you getting a boner now?! I'm a freaking 8th-grade girl, I shouldn't be feeling this.
"Stop this foolishness!"
I fumed, as I tightly hold Marinette's wrists, then forcefully pulled her hands off me to free myself from her arms. I walked away and headed straight to the other room. I locked the door behind me. My body is shaking, and my heartbeat is beating twice in a row.
I took off my suit and loosened my tie. I felt like I am having a hard time breathing after the incident. I threw myself in the bed. The incident left my heart pumping so much blood -- and unfortunately sending it to the wrong place.
Stop this now Vincent!
This is fuckingly embarrassing. I am ashamed of the way I am feeling right now. Technically, I am a girl stuck in a guy's body. But why do I feel this way? Shouldn't there be a rule for this? And what the hell is she doing here?
The thoughts just made me let out a sigh.