"Did any one ever tell yah that eavesdropping is a bad habit princess?," I heard that familiar deep voice behind me that almost made my heart jump out of my chest.
I gasped and turned to look at him. "Rocky, you scared me," I whispered. He looked at me and smiled. I was stunned by his smile. He looked a little bit handsome with the smile. Who am I kidding?
The way he smiled made me realize how handsome he is. "You should take that tray inside before the wrong person sees you or worse still, they find out that you have been eavesdropping," He told me and I nodded.
I was just about to touch the door knob when I stopped and turned back to him. He was staring at me or should I say was staring at my ass. He grinned shamelessly even after knowing I caught him staring.
I blushed and called out,"Rocky." "Hmm," He gave a short response and I asked,"Who are you?" He looked confused by my question.
But before he even replied, I opened the door and walked in. Just as I expected, Camille and the Baron stopped talking immediately they heard the sound of the door.
But I already heard what I needed to hear. I also noticed that the Baron didn't look so angry like before. "What took you so long? My tea is already cold," He complained.
"I'll get you another one right away sir," I offered and he shook his head sideways, draining the contents of the cup. He then dropped the cup on the tray and smiled at me.
"This is enough. Ask Margaret to prepare my favourite for dinner," He informed and I nodded before bowing to greet Camille who nodded as usual. She looked like she couldn't wait for me to leave to continue their discussion of course.
I didn't stay too long either. Immediately I dropped the tray and the Baron took the first bite of the cookies, I turned around and walked out.
I was suprised to see Rocky still standing outside. "You asked me a question and fled," He answered my unasked question and I cringed. I blushed out of embarrassment as I told him,"That was a mistake. Forget I ever said anything like that."
"How do you feel now? Do you still feel pains in between your legs?," He asked and I was mortified that he could ask that out loud. I looked around quickly as my cheeks turned a deeper shade of red.
"Please don't say something like that out loud next time. I'm fine. Thank you for your care. I'll take my leave now," I told him with a bow after all he is still a superior to me.
As I walked past him, he caught my hands and winked at me. "You know where to find me if you ever want a repeat," He whispered, his heated gaze pricked me. I immediately shook his hands off me and walked away, blushing so hard as I left.
"How did it go?," Margaret asked as soon as I walked into the kitchen. She looked at me worriedly and I smiled at her. "He loved your cookies as always and he has asked you to prepare his favourite for dinner tonight," I informed her and she looked bashful by my words.
That's odd but I didn't comment. I just dropped the tray and asked her,"Do you need any help?" I was staring at her bandaged hands as I said that but she shook her head hurriedly.
"He would notice if there's even a slight difference in the taste," She replied... Her reply sounded somehow odd but I didn't think too much about it.
I just turned around and left. I feel exhausted anyway after the the hard task. I walked to my room and smiled to myself when I met the empty bed.
I already laid down to sleep when my door flew open and he walked in. I groaned. "Dummy, you succeeded in locking it before but didn't have the common sense to lock it again when you walked in," He cautioned.
"Seriously, can you just leave the way you came? I need to sleep," I voiced out my frustrations. He didn't buy it. He sat down my bed and I shook when he put his hands on me.
"What are you doing?," I asked furiously as I sat up. This is harassment. Sexual harassment. He smirked and stared at the outline of my breasts shamelessly. I had stripped off my bra earlier so I could sleep peacefully.
But now he is so blatantly staring at my visible breasts. I immediately pulled up the old bedspread and wrapped it round myself.
"That was a nice view. Why did you cover it up?," He asked and I blushed fiercely. "Conan... You... Should... Stop... Sneaking... Into... My... Room," I stuttered.
"You know my name?," He asked in suprise. "When did I tell you?," He asked more like asked himself. I didn't bother explaining.
I just said,"It would be disastrous if someone catch you sneaking into my room one day. I'll be the one in trouble."
He smirked and moved closer to me, snaking his hands round me. I gasped as he whispered,"No one would dare say a word. Don't you like it when I touch you?" His hands going dangerously into my old nightgown.
"Stop," I told him breathless as I removed his hand out of my gown. He almost touched my breasts. "You are stubborn too... Why do you keep fighting it?," He asked as he bent down and kissed my neck.
I gasped. That's the closest he has done than faking kissing me. His lips were so soft on my neck and a breathless moan escaped my lips.
Just when I was getting lost in his kiss, he stood up and left with a 'Goodnight.' I was so stunned that I couldn't react for minutes. What just happened? What did he just do?
I punched the bed angrily. What the fuck is wrong with him? Coming in here to tease me everytime. I was so angry that it took me so much time to finally fall asleep.