Morning came, my hands felt numb being tied for the entire night. The sound of the heavy rain is so soothing through my ears, as the petrichor sniffs through my nose.
The room is still dark, covered—not letting a single strike of light to pass through it. Boredom strikes the entirety of me, my body is in uncomfortable position. Sleeping last night was even more terrible experience.
Well, honestly my eyes were awake the entire evening. The soporihic silence didn't lead me to dozz off, instead my eyes were widely open, observing the forlon ambiance surrounding the entire place.
I was solitary left in this room, filled with gloom. Can't move, can't do anything but stare at the ceiling emptily.
The door creaked open, he was walking towards my direction. Today is a bit different than usual, instead of wearing his robe, he's putting on a black polo and a black pants, embellishing his appeal and decent look.
His right hand was griping on the white box, with a huge ribbon placed on top of it. He then put it down the bed and sat right next to me.
The way our eyes met was like two swords polishing each other. He untied my hands from the bed, and as he was taking the rope off of my hands a smile lifted on his lips or was it my hallucination? I never seen him smiled before, more of the times he's emotionless, cold, or either smirking. If he smiles it would be sarcastically, or something must be behind it but that smile I just saw, was different.
He lifted his head, whose only couple inches away from mine. His eyes looking at me indecipherable, then it traveled down from my nose to my lips, which made my heart pound hardly, making me gulped for the tenth time.
Upon noticing my disquieted face, one side of his lips lifted into a big smirk. His hand took it's rest upon my knees, teasing my anxious state. In any minute, I would probably burst out from this uneasy state.
"Change some clothes, we're having breakfast." as while uttering his order, his hand slowly moved upward to my legs. Which electrocuted my nerves, erecting my skin hair from the thrill.
I got off from the bed quickly and took the box he brought for me. A micheivous chuckle filled the room whilst, I stand on front of him. Waiting for him to get out so I can change.
"What are you waiting for?" he asked impatiently.
"I'm waiting for you to get out, so I can start changing."
"No, you can change while I'm here watching you." his words startled me, my hand gripped the box tightly. This guy must have lose his mind.
"Bu—" I was about to object when he cut me off with his sensible reasons.
"You're my slave... I can do anything with you, and as your master you should obey whatever my orders are." his eyes deepened in his desire, looking at me immensely.
"What for is obeying you?" I fought with his dark austere stare, making mine melted away by the charm of his eyes.
"Ensuring your mother's safety?"
My eyes widened, it means he didn't hurt her, but where did he put her?
"Where is she? Did you do something to her?" The veins on my neck became visible from my desperation. It somehow tamed the despair within me.
"Are you going to change or do you want me to change you?" He began to the stand from his post and walk towards me, he walks like a protagonist in a movie which starstrucked me for a moment.
His hand teared the shoulder of my dress, which woken my consciousness and jumped out from his touch. I block my hands, giving him a warning to not come furthermore.
"Stop please...I can do it," he just nodded emotionless and sat back to where he was before; on the bed.
I slowly took the dress off my body, until I was only left with a minimal cloth— my underwear.
His eyes burdens me, it was scrutinizing my entire clotheless body. Looking up and down. His tongue licked the bottom of his lips, and bit it. It didn't look sexy to me, I think it was a mere act of a pervert person.
And yet, I was left with no choice. I opened the box and it was filled with a red chiffon dress, It looks decent and formal. I then put it on and surprisingly it fits just right to my thin and fit body. The back part was open and yet, a piece of ribbon strings was the one closing it. I felt relieved that it wasn't revealing at all.
"Come closer," I turned around and stared at the coldness which fills his eyes.
"Why?" my brows crossed against each other, giving him a don't-you-dare look.
His hand reach out, telling me to come and so I did. I took few steps forward and yet, he grabbed my arm and pulled me closer.
He stood from the bed and went behind me, his hand held my shoulders and sniffs my neck. As the base of his lips touch my skin, my heart beat rapidly.
I couldn't bare the feeling he's making me feel, with enough stregnth, I pushed him away from me and stand further from him.
"I hope we're staying as far as this from each other, hereafter."
He vanished from his post and reappeared in front of me in a brief of time, he grabbed my neck and stick his head against mine, making it closer to my ears.
"Impossible. You are mine and I can do whatever I wish to do with you."
I tried to get out from his grasp but his stregnth is incomparable. No matter how much I pursue I just end up losing from him.
He lets go at last and fixed the crease upon my dress, his hand caressed my face and then held my waist. Leading us together out of the room.