ANISHA'S POV
I woke up very late. The sun's rays were shining brightly into the beautiful room. The scent of the ocean filled my nostrils, and I smiled brightly. Everything smelt very fresh and clean. I lazily opened my eyes and looked beside me. Dylan was not in bed with me. Did he sleep in a separate room, or….someone knocked on the door. Just then, Dylan emerged from the bathroom, with a towel wrapped around him, exposing his firm well built muscles. He walked towards the door and opened it. Three maids wheeled in food in trolleys.
"We'll serve ourselves." The man said, and the three women disappeared as soon as the trolleys were in.
"Breakfast for my lady! Good morning my love," Dylan smiled broadly at me, and sat on the bed next to where I was sleeping.
"Good morning Dylan. I think I overslept."
"That's the purpose of these five days, you can sleep all you want. I just woke up myself." He smiled wider. He started to slowly dish the food. I sat up and …oh! I was putting on a nightdress? A very beautiful lacey little dress.
"I…I am wearing a nightdress? Who dressed me?"
Dylan let out a loud chuckle before he answered, "you wore that yourself,"
Oh! I did? Oh yes, I think I remember it now. I did! I was very sleepy when we came down from the top of the yacht.
"Did you…did you see me changing into the nightdress? Did you see me naked?" I could not help but ask.
"I have seen you naked before," Dylan stated as a matter of fact. "And I am about to see you again soon, when you and I take a bath together."
"A bath together! No way!" I screamed out, much to Dylan's delight. He laughed and stood up as he continued dishing up the food.
"Here, my lovely lady," he handed a plate to me.
The food was very nice. I loved everything. I told myself that I needed to stop myself before I ate too much. I absolutely loved everything that was served.
"The chefs here are very good," I stated as I took in more of the food.
"You like it? It's the head chef, he's very good. If you like his services that much, I can transfer him to come and work at our mansion."
"You can do that?" I opened my eyes wide in shock. So my assumption was right….I was right! When we arrived, I had not missed the name of the yacht…Ani-Lan. And Dylan had spoken about ordering books for me, for the library…and now he was saying he could transfer the head chef…I was not dreaming...I was right…I was right….so….let me just ask...let me just confirm…
"You did not hire this yacht, did you, Dylan? It's yours, is it not?"
He let out a chortle and, "the yacht is one of ours."
My mouth was wide open in great surprise. Oh! I knew he was rich. I knew the de Milos were rich, but who would have ever guessed that Dylan owned not one, but two or more yachts! The feelings of inadequacy started creeping up again. I shook my head slightly, I did not want to believe that voice in my head. That voice which always reminded me that pastor Everdeen wanted me aborted; Amelia left me alone….my relatives only saw me as a cash cow….I did not want those thoughts at that moment. I kept telling myself over and over in my head….you are worthy…Anisha you are worthy…Anisha you are worthy…..
"I just got her. She's new. I bought her specifically for us, for this holiday. And did you see what I named her?" Dylan asked with a smile.
"Ani-Lan. I saw it. The moment I saw it, my mind told me that the yacht belongs to you, but another part of my mind refused to believe it. I saw it! Those are parts of our names, are they not? Ani for the first part of my name Anisha. And Lan, that's the last part of Dylan." I stated while I was still in shock.
"Exactly. She's ours. Finish up your food. Is it still hot? I can get a maid to serve you something else."
"The food is still ok," I mumbled.
***
We spent many hours in the room, talking and laughing and having the time of our lives. Dylan told me that there was one more room which he had not shown me. And he promised to show me after our bath. Oh! The bath! I could not do that…..I wanted him to take his bath alone, and the same for me. After he assured me that he would not pressurize me into doing anything I was not comfortable with, Dylan said he thought taking a bath together was really no big deal.
He was the one who filled the bathtub and called me to join him.
"I…I will come," I stammered.
Dylan laughed and came to lift me off the bed. "It's just a bath, Anisha."
I watched him throw off the towel which was around him, looking very much relaxed, without a care in the world. He leisurely pulled down on his boxers and I immediately looked away with my eyes closed, much to Dylan's amusement.
"You're teasing me and you're having fun doing that!" I protested.
"I'm not teasing you in any way. Come, let's take a bath." He soaked himself in the foamy water.
"Join me," he stretched out a hand to me.
I looked around and gulped. With my back at him, I slowly pulled the nightdress off, and quickly cupped my breasts in both hands.
"Are you that shy?" Dylan asked with a hint of concern.
Without responding, I walked out of the bathroom. My heart was not sure of what I really wanted, but my feet were decisive enough to carry the body to another room. I sat on the corner of the bed, and sighed loudly. Then an idea struck me. I headed towards the dressing room and looked through the shelf of numerous matching lingerie. There was one pair, decorated with small little silver bows. I quickly wore the pant and the bra, and then I walked back into the bathroom.
"You're back?" Dylan looked up at me. The confidence that I had gathered just a moment ago suddenly flew out the window. I took fast small steps towards the bathtub, and plunged in, splashing some water in the process.
"Come close to me," Dylan held me by the waist and gently pulled me towards him. "You've decided to take the bath with your pant and bra, is that so?" he asked with a raised eyebrow. Something told me that he wanted to laugh at me, and I felt very bad. But then, he did not laugh. Could I have been just seeing things…was my mind playing tricks on me?
"Relax, my love. Come," he gave me a gentle pull and allowed me to sit on his lap, with my legs stretched under one of his legs. Oh my word, I froze. I just froze. I could feel his warm body against mine, with his strong arm holding me in place. The water was full of foam, thanks to him for pouring in the bath foam! That way, most of my body was buried under the foamy water, hiding away most of my body from Dylan's eyes. He lathered some soap gently in his palms, and raised his eyes to smile at me. We did take the bath, but I refused to take off the pant and the bra. It was only after he had left first before me, that I gave my body a thorough wash, and with my body bandaged in a bath towel, I stepped out of the bathroom.
***
Dylan led the way while holding my hand. He led me through many corridors and places that I knew in my head that if he were to leave me there and ask me to go back to the bedroom alone, I was surely going to get lost. We finally came to a stop in front of huge tinted glass doors.
"This room is dedicated specifically to you. I had it made just for you," Dylan told me with a voice full of excitement.
A man who was standing nearby, dressed in the staff uniform, hurriedly clicked a button and the huge door slid open, exposing to us an extremely magnificent room….not an ordinary room; but a music room! I let out screams of overwhelming joy.
Almost every musical instrument that I had ever known was right in front of me, arranged in the most amazing way ever! The room was big, too big, to be honest. Some of the instruments which I had just seen in books, I saw them right before me, and I walked in eagerly, my legs shaking already. The giant piano standing before me seemed like it was inviting me to come and see what wonders it could do. I walked towards the piano first, before I checked all the other instruments.
I looked through the violins, the drums, the…..everything!
Amplifiers and top of the range speakers hung suspended from the room's very high ceiling.
"I don't know how to thank you. you've done too much for me. This is just too much. I will never be able to thank you enough." I whispered.