Naomi's POV
I walked to his closed office door, having been shown everything Mrs. White thought I should know. Like where the laundry was sent, as he had girls who did nothing but laundry in his home. She showed me how he liked his room and how he wanted it done every day; he was a very picky man. She taught me how to draw his baths and how to prepare his showers, even telling me what he needed to be able to sleep at night. I was informed about everything Milo-related and I wasn't quite sure what to do. So I stared at the closed door. Do I knock or wait? As I couldn't tell if the meeting was over or not, I wasn't sure what to do. So I made a quick choice and waited outside quietly.
"What are you doing?" Hearing his deep booming voice behind me made me jump a bit.
I turn to face the man. "I am waiting for his meeting to be over!" I ask him in return, smiling at him.
"Trust me, the meeting's been over for a while now, and he is probably getting annoyed that you haven't reported to him yet!" he scoffs at me.
I glanced at him. "Are you sure?" I inquired.
I watch as he reaches around me and knocks on the door. I hear an angry response back from the man inside.
"He sent me here to find you because he wanted to know what was taking so long!" he says before pushing open the door and tugging me inside the room where he practically throws me forward towards him. I nearly fall over Milo's desk before he stops me. "Here's your girl Milo."
I glance up to stare wide-eyed at Milo as he smiles back at me. "Thanks, Sam, you can go have your break now," he says calmly as he stares back at me.
"Thank you, sir," he responds and I watch as he turns and leaves the room, leaving me alone with Milo in his office.
"I'm sorry," I said to him.
He looks at me with confusion on his face. "Sorry for what?" he asks.
"Well, I was trying to be a considerate girl and wait for your meeting to be finished. I was just outside your door for the past twenty minutes." I say, hanging my head, and hearing footsteps get closer to me.
He stops right in front of me. His hand cups my face as he nudges it upward so he can look me straight in the eyes. "You are fine my dear... did Mrs. White show you how to properly take care of me?" he asks in a kind of growl.
I gulped down some air. I wasn't sure if I would ever feel comfortable here by his side but I was sure going to have to try. This man owns me now. "Sir, she did... but I have something on my mind and want to ask you about it, may I?" I ask him biting my lip.
"You may?"
"Well, she kind of told me you have it bad for me... is that true?" I ask timidly, and I hear him chuckle, and then laugh out loud. He leans forward, clutching his stomach, too caught up in his laughter to speak. What did I say that was so funny? I wondered silently to myself as I watched him uncomfortably.
"She told you what?" he spits out laughter.
I looked at him again in confusion because I wasn't sure if I should repeat myself. "She told me that you liked me!" I exclaimed confidently.
He clears his throat, standing up straight before speaking. "Let me put it to you straight here, I don't, I repeat I don't get hung up on the help... Okay? You are nothing more than an employee I happen to own. Do not even try to go in that direction, as I cannot give you any of that. I cannot love anyone." I watch as he turns and sits back behind the desk.
"Who said anything about love?" I asked him, mortified by his reply.
"Isn't that what all girls your age want?" He asks, grabbing a file off his desk.
"It's not what most girls my age want," I say, but just then, the door slams open interrupting me, and in walks one of his guys, out of breath and worried, making me wonder why he was so worried.
"Sir, we have a problem at the plant!" he says. I watch as Milo's head jerks up towards this man and he notices me standing there. "Oh, I'm sorry for interrupting your entertainment." he laughed.
"She's not my entertainment Joe, she's my maid! I would appreciate it if you stopped staring at her like that. What happened?" he asked.
"One of the girls is missing. She just vanished!" he exclaimed.
He stands up rapidly, his chair flying against the wall behind him. "Who?" he snaps.
"Tessa Black, sir." I refocus my gaze on the guy, as he mentions her name. I had just met her earlier in the day, so why would she run?
"FIND HER, BRING HER BACK!" he sobs, anger burning in his eyes.
"Yes sir..." the guy says, turning around to leave the room.
Milo clears his throat. "In fact, why don't you bring all of the workers back and leave them in their cages without food and water for the rest of the day? Someone helped her escape, and until I find out who, no one can eat!" he growls. I widen my eyes and take a deep breath; he just turned rigid and cold. I didn't like this side of him and wondered silently why he thought himself incapable of falling in love.
"Yes sir!" the guy said before disappearing on the other side of the door. I turned to look at Milo, who was staring out the window, looking rather angry. I wanted to know if he was okay, so I cleared my throat to get his attention.
He turned his angry eyes at me, "Oh yeah, you're still here... why don't you go up and clean my room and bathroom?"
"But..." I start.
"No buts," he interrupted me. "I don't care what you're about to say. Just do it. "Don't make me drag your skinny ass up there myself!" he snapped at me and narrowed his eyes toward me. I sensed his frustration with me so I walked up to clean his room.
"Fine," I reply softly before turning around and heading up the stairs. I see Samuel leaning against the banister with an irritating smirk on his face. "What?" I snap at him.
"Where are you off to?" he asks through his smirk.
"I have been ordered to clean his bedroom, which is already spotless!" I murmur. I hear him laughing at me. "Why are you laughing at me?" I ask him.
"Oh, it's nothing. He just wanted you out of his hair when he was angry, didn't want you to see that part of him. It's funny you're pouting about it...It's kind of cute!" he says through his smile.
I stare at him, folding my arms across my chest. "I'm not cute!" I exclaim, rolling my eyes toward the ceiling.
"Oh yes you are, and you are aware of it. I know it and he knows it... he laughed some more. Turning on my heels and starting up the stairs away from him, I felt a light tap on my ass. Turning around, I stared at him, silently wondering what he was up to.
"Don't touch me." I snap, trying to keep my composure.
He takes a second to compose himself. "Oh I can do whatever I want in this house... as long as you aren't claimed by him, you are free game!" I hear him laughing as he walks toward Milo's office. I wondered what he meant by free game. Shrugging my shoulders I climbed up the stairs to his room. As I sat in one of his chairs, I kept my legs crossed and my arms folded across my chest. The room was already so clean, I wasn't certain what exactly he expected me to do in there. So I waited in the chair until he walked into the room later that evening. I had been wanting to sleep for a while, but I didn't know how to open the door, so I waited for any signs or communication from him.
When he walked into the room, his eyes were already a darker brown than they normally were. I was able to see the anger there, the danger he was trying to hide from me. He didn't apologize when he stared at me. "What are you doing?"
Standing up, I hung my head. "Oh, I'm sorry... You made it very clear that you did not want me around you after I finished the room. So I sat down here and waited for you to come up. Was that not what you expected me to do, sir?" I asked innocently.
"No, you were supposed to report back to me when you were done with the room." he snaps, and I widen my eyes as he quickly approaches me. I didn't want to tell him that he was scaring me, but I couldn't stop my body from shaking.
I breathe in deeply, "what are you doing?"
"Why does that matter?" he snaps at me, staring at me as he closes the distance between us.
"I guess it doesn't. Did you find that missing girl?" I ask him, unsure of what to do with him being so close to me.
He stops right in front of me. "Why do you want to know?" he asks. I watch as he runs his finger down my arm, sending goosebumps up my arm and a shiver through my body.
"Because I met her while I was down in the cages. She was kind to me." I say innocently.
"Oh... yeah... one of my guys found her. She is currently in a solitary cage waiting for punishment for running away from me," He answers me, pulling lightly on my arm so I lean against his chest. He wraps his hands around me, holding me tight against his chest. I was unsure how I felt about this sudden closeness.
I turn my head to see his face. "What is her punishment going to be?" I ask.
"That is none of your business, my dear... Now I think it is best for you to go to bed. That way I will be able to know where you are." He says opening up the door to my room. He shoves me a bit rough inside when the secret door slides open. When the door slides shut, I watch as the door locks me inside the tiny room behind his wall. I hadn't received any food today, so I guess he meant to starve me. He meant to punish me for trying to run away from him, which made me wonder how he was planning to punish her.
I did not have any PJs, so I stripped off my uniform and decided to sleep in my underwear. Climbing into the small bed, I pulled the warm covers over my shoulders and forced myself to fall asleep. I have no choice in the matter right now. It is wise for me to do as he says. As I close my eyes, I feel myself slowly drifting into the darkness of sleep.