"This place will be your room from now on," he said briefly, then put down Alexa's bag on the carpet and looked at his servant closely. "You're free to use it as long as you don't mess the room up. This is your bathroom. You can use the bed, cupboard, shelf, television, whatever you like. This room is yours now."
Skylar had just given one of London's best and most luxurious rooms to a lowly former prostitute who only slept in a shabby room. With cheap dusty beds, annoying noise from creaky wooden floors, instead of a thickly carpeted floor and a bed with soft mattress.
"Any question?"
Meanwhile, Alexa still widened her eyes to see the room she was in now. This room was not the same as her master's bedroom. It's less luxurious and very different from the bedroom before. But Alexa had no idea that this place would be her bedroom from now on.
"I-Is it for real? Aren't you… making a mistake?" Alexa asks again, hesitating.
After all, this room was too big for her as a mere servant. But that doesn't mean Alexa doesn't want to occupy that room. Of course, she would be delighted to. It's just that Alexa can't help but ask to make sure. She never had her own bedroom in her entire life, and it's not a shabby room as hers before.
"I'm not."
Skylar stared at his new servant, assuring that the room was meant to be given to Alexa. He is not joking at all. Skylar knew so well that this room was too luxurious to give to a mere servant, but he certainly couldn't let her sleep on the carpet or sofa, could he? This place only had two bedrooms, and renting another room in that hotel for Alexa was definitely not an option.
"Do I need to repeat it again? This room is yours. From now on." He crossed his arms and clicked his tongue impatiently. For Skylar, this kind of room is a standard place, an ordinary view that he often sees until he gets bored. Unlike Alexa, who might be her first or second time seeing this kind of room. The shocked reaction in her eyes was natural.
"Unless you want to sleep on the roof, go ahead."
Alexa hurriedly shook her head. She wouldn't question what her master gave from now on. Alexa feels that today she is asking too much. Now she began to feel anxious that her master would be irritated by her own stupidity. From now on, Alexa tries to convince herself to accept whatever is given to her.
Skylar decided to be silent for a few seconds, waiting if the girl in front of him want to ask again. But when he was sure his new servant would rather be quiet or admire her new room, Skylar knew he didn't have to waste time any longer there. His eyes were heavy enough, and he hadn't even enjoyed a pleasant hot shower before sleep.
Skylar glanced at the watch on his wrist and saw that it was almost two in the morning, which meant the day had changed. Today is February 2nd, his birthday. He was sneering at himself secretly. Is this the gift you give to yourself, Fitzroy? Buying a prostitute as a 27th birthday present? Even in his wildest dreams, he could never have imagined that he would buy a prostitute and hire her as a servant. He snorted.
How ridiculous.
Skylar walked across the room to the door and stopped near Alexa. At first glance, Iracebeth's figure was so apparent that Skylar had to blink a few times to make sure that it wasn't his cousin standing there but Alexa. He felt so disappointed because, until this very moment, he still hoping that Racie was the one standing in front of him, not a substitute figure he had bought because of an impulsive.
His hands moved, his fingers touched Alexa's face and forced her to look up at his eyes. In the next second, he kissed her lips a bit roughly. Skylar could feel there was a fog inside of his head. He didn't even realize what he was doing until their lips parted after a short kiss — less than two seconds.
He must be crazy.
He doesn't even care about Alexa's shocked reaction after that forced kiss. As if nothing had happened, he quickly turned and headed back toward the door. The look on his face said that the kiss he gave was no big deal, even though his thoughts were raging like a storm. Skylar knew he had to leave before his body moved on its own and assault her.
"I think that's enough for now. You should sleep. I hope you can start in the morning without a problem."
Alexa could feel energy was leaving from her body. She immediately fell and sat on the thick carpet as soon as the door closed. She was shaking, of course. Alexa couldn't stop her brain from remembering a very unpleasant first meeting with her master one month ago.
Alexa bites her lower lip. She took several deep breaths to calm her thought. But, well, look at the benefit she has now. Alexa doesn't have to sleep with strangers again. Now she could enjoy a good night's sleep in a luxurious and spacious room like this. She believed God had a purpose. He certainly won't place her in a dangerous situation she couldn't handle alone.
Alexa ends her contemplation with a deep sigh. She forced her feet to stand up and move to sit on her new mattress. She had to quickly finish her food and take a shower so she could rest. It's too bad the morning will come after a few hours. Now Alexa only hoped that her brief sleep would not bring nightmares.