The morning lucid glow began to lurk through the lace curtains as the sun started to rise over the supine. The sky became lucent with red and orange varieties.
I opened my eyes, shooting them closed almost immediately as the rays that were coming through the opened curtains blinded my eyes. I sat up, turning away from the window since my eyes were finding it hard to adjust to the sun rays.
The pain I was having in my dreams woke me up and wait... It wasn't a dream?
I realized it wasn't a dream once I looked at my naked body, and the burning sensation between my thighs. We had sex last night, I'm not going to classify that as one though. He was pleasuring himself while causing me terrible pain.
I'm sure I was wounded right in my vag because the pain was just too much, if felt like I was being poured hot water mixed with torrid capsicum on my vag.
Speaking of him. Where is he?
I stood up from the bed and quickly grabbed the edge for support, my legs were hurting so badly finding it hard to move them.
I trod to the couch, picking up the towel from the floor and I walked inside the bathroom.
I had a nice shower and dried my hair, walking out of the bathroom once I was done.
The closet...
"What wrong with him, isn't he going to tell me where the closet is or am I going to stick with a towel throughout my life. I thought, anger and rage bubbling within me as I swung opened the French door.
If he's just gonna keep acting like a jerk at least he should let me know.
I walked down the hallway and stopped staring at the three vestibule in perplexation.
I swear, I can get lost in this place without getting found, the house was big as hell, like how can I get used to this different hallways.
I stood there contemplating which way to take. Hell, I don't even know where he was, how am I going to find him without having any idea of where he was.
"Goodness!" I sighed in frustration and sat down on the floor, I was tired and sick of everything.
I turned my face when I heard some footsteps coming towards me from the vestibule that was opposite me.
The footsteps drew nearer and the image appeared. It was a young maid.
She stared at me surprised by the fact I was sitting on the floor looking lost.
"What are you doing here Mistress?" the maid asked, standing in front of me, looking at me with confusion written all over her face.
The young maid was beautiful, she looked 17 or so. Her beautiful wavy black hair flowed down to her back, her big green eyes and little lips with flushed round cheek. She looks adorable.
"I ... lost my way, can you help me?"
"Are you looking for Master?" she asked looking down at me.
"Yes.. do you know where he is?"
"Master is in the gym room, I will lead you to him if you want to," the maid said.
"Yes... please lead the way." I stood up as she look at me, her face even more flushed in embarrassment. She was embarrassed for me, like who walks around wrapping a little towel around them. It was crazy.
"The left way leads to the master's study, the right way leads to the gym and other fun places in the house, and the opposite way leads to the kitchen and the dining," the maid stated and I was amazed at how big the mansion was.
"Okay... let's go," I said, and she led the way.
"What is your name?" I asked.
"My name is Ariel, Mistress."
"Nice name."
"Thank you, mistress."
"You can call me Anna," I said, getting upset by the mistress title.
"Here we are, mistress," she said and I frowned. She mentioned it again. We stopped at the front of a glass door of the gym.
"Thank you," I said, and she walked away.
I swallowed hard and pushed the door open. And I was welcomed with the loud music that was streaming in the gym.
I remembered I wasn't hearing any sound before I opened the door. The room must be sound proofed.
The gym was as big as the sitting room with all manner of gym equipments. My eyes roamed round the room until they met him. This was the first time seeing him clearly without a shirt on and damn...
My eyes ran over his shirtless body, mouth agape. His body was something I had never seen before. His flawless skin was light almost pale. His rippling well toned stomach, strong muscles and bicep along with his broad shoulders and thick back sinewy, lean and defined down to his slender waist. His web of dark tattoo snaking all over his two arms and a mysterious tattoo of a snake curling on a skull was tattooed on the right side of his toned stomach. His smell of lavender mixed with peppermint inveigled me like a critter toppling for a huntsman's hound.
He was the definition of perfection.
He turned off the music and walked towards me, it took me all my strength not to move my shaking feet backward or turn and leave.
He stood in front of me, his eyes roaming around my body as if I was naked.
"What?" he asked, taking his eyes of my body.
"I don't k-know... where the closet is..." I stuttered, even though I tried keeping my natural voice.
"Hmm..." he muffled, a smirked playing on his lips. Dtepping closer to me, he leaned forward, his nose almost touching mine as I tilted my head back a little dreading what he will do next.
I thought he was going to kiss me, but he didn't. He only inhaled my scent and stood straight.
That was crazy.
"You smell good," he uttered shamelessly.
"Thank you," I mumbled silently watching as his lips curled into a smirk. He moved to the door and opened it, nodding for me to leave.
I should leave? Am I going to be wearing a towel all day? I thought, but didn't dare to voice them out.
"Lady first."