There was dead silence in Marcel's mansion as the night enveloped the globe in its darkness, whispering silent tales of sleep and rest as everyone married their beds in a deep slumber. Some had no thoughts whatsoever as they journeyed the long, lonely night while others were visited by Father dream, bearing gifts of either dreams or nightmares. Whatever the case, each one had to face whatever gifts Father dream decides to give to them alone and in the darkness so was the case for Ella or was it?⁷
I was sleeping peacefully but then I felt an unnatural cold breeze blow against me from my naked feet up to the very crown of my head and I felt an ungodly shiver.
My eyes were still closed and I was still asleep but I had this strange feeling I was being watched in the darkness of my room and not just by anyone but a very powerful being. I could feel its eyes on my delicate skin like heat from a burning candle and my heart started beating faster.
The feeling was so real and intense that I started rolling restlessly on the bed. I wanted to wake up but I couldn't. It felt like I was trapped in my sleep. As I battled with this strange feeling that was overwhelming me, suddenly everything became calm and silent and I could no longer feel that powerful, ungodly presence in the room.
My struggles came to a still as I was no longer restless and was about to resume my peaceful sleep...but little do I know it was only the calm before the storm and just then like a gust of wind I felt this overwhelming presence engulfed me, holding me still on the bed that I couldn't even struggle or move a single muscle and then I felt something crawling up my legs that sent cold shivers down my spine.
What is that?
I wanted to run, I wanted to wake up but I couldn't and it kept crawling further up my legs, up to my thighs that were barely hidden in my light, skimpy nightgown.
Wake up Ella! Wake up Ella! I was panicking as I didn't know what exactly was crawling up my legs. Is this some type of deadly creature like a snake or scorpion? I don't know and it scared the living daylights out of me.
But why am I not waking up?! What is this force keeping captive?
However as my panic continued my brain slowly started making sense of the feel and I realized this isn't a snake or a scorpion but the feeling of a palm, a very masculine, strong one at that and there was this very familiar, sweet scent that greeted me that almost made me feel relaxed as I felt the touch move even higher up my thighs, getting close to my most sensitive body part..
It felt good I won't lie and a moan might have escaped my lips in my sleep, however when I remembered that I was supposed to be sleeping alone in my bed and I don't know who this person is no matter how familiar and sweet their scent might be or how pleasurable their touch is I became even more troubled..
This has to stop! I have to wake up!
Wake up Ella! Wake up Ella! Wake up!!!
I gasped as I opened my eyes and I couldn't see anything except for two captivating glowy, blue balls like eyes staring directly into my face in the darkness and then a face started materializing...and it was the face of a beast that looked like a man but with squeezed, vexed expression and sharp long fangs extending out his closed mouth like a sabertooth tiger.
Though its eyes were beautiful and captivating it didn't stop me from getting scared. In fact I was extremely terrified at the sight even though I didn't scream but it was because I was in a great shock that had totally rendered my vocal cords paralyzed.
What the F!
My heart was literally in my mouth. This can't be real?
There is a freaking monster in my room!! There is a freaking monster in my room!!
I quickly turned on the lamp beside the bed and the whole room brightened up but then there was no sign of any monster or beast.
What? That's not possible. It was just here on my bed some second ago it couldn't just have vanished?
I took a look at the door and it wasn't open, I checked the windows and they were all closed. I even stood up and went to check if the doors and windows were actually locked property and they were.
Coming back to the bed, I questioned myself if what I saw was the reality or maybe it was just an imagination or a dream? And even though it looked real at first I was starting to feel I imagined all of it happening however as I lay back and was about to go back to sleep I noticed something. Even though the scent was rapidly fading off I could still smell that sweet, familiar scent. Am I imagining this also?
Honestly I was confused as I was now finding it hard to distinguish between reality and imagination. But it must have surely been some kind of weird dream or imagination as monsters don't exist. I told myself, as it was the only sane thing to believe.
Turning off the lights I lay back on the bed and it didn't take long before I fell into a deep sleep and this time around there were no disturbances, dreams or nightmares. It was just a peaceful, silent sleep...
Stretching my whole body like I was a spring metal I gradually opened my eyes to a bright, calm day with the strange ordeal of last night completely forgotten from my mind as I slowly got off the bed and went into the bathroom to freshen up..
After I was done bathing in the refreshing, warm bathtub I came out naked with water dripping down the curves of my body as I went and stood in front of a mirror staring at the reflection of my naked body.
I looked beautiful as always and my hips and waist seem to have developed even bigger but I think I am starting to add a little weight which I don't quite like. But why wouldn't I add weight when all I practically do in this mansion is to wake, eat and sleep in an unending circle. I need something to keep me busy that will burn down the excess fat from my body.
I know I have a personal fitness room in my room but I am not really a fan of gyming especially if I am the only one exercising without no partner. I would easily tire out and give up. I need a form of industrious activities to be doing that would keep me busy and also fit.
But what should I do? I pounded intensely and then an idea came to mind.
"Yes!"
Drying up my body with a clean, dry towel I dressed up and walked out of the room. I need to talk to Mrs Yesenia about something very important…
"Let me get this straight, you want to be helping with the house chores?" Mrs Yesenia repeated what I told her with a bewildered expression.
"Yes. Can you help me with it, please?" I asked with pleading eyes.
"I can but I don't know if that's a good idea," she said, looking slightly worried.
"I can assure you it's a bright idea. I am very good at cleaning and doing the dishes. I am also good in cooking_ not so much though but I am willing to learn," I said with eagerness and sincerity.
"I have no doubt but you are Senor Marcel's guest and I don't think he will be happy if he sees you doing home chores. Those are the jobs for the maids," Mrs Yesenia said and I could see the fear of Marcel in her eyes.
"First of all I am not Marcel's guest but his slave and secondly I don't think he will mind at all if he sees me doing the home chores. In fact I think he would enjoy the sight," I said in a jovial manner but Mrs Yesenia wasn't laughing nor smiling.
"I don't know," she said, still looking disturbed.
Clearly her fear and respect for Marcel runs very deep.
"Okay. What if I ask Marcel for permission myself? Will you be okay with that?" I said and saw the relief washed over her face.
"If Senor Marcel gives you his go ahead I will happily allow you to participate in taking care of the house chores," she said and I smiled.
"Alright then. I will be back," I said with enthusiasm as I hurriedly left in search of Marcel.
The first place I went was his bedroom but after a few unanswered knocks and the door being locked I figured he wasn't inside so I went in search of him in another location this time around it was in his painting room.
Knocking. "Hello Mr Marcel," I called out after knocking but I got no reply, however I noticed the door wasn't locked.
"Mr Marcel," I called out again but when I got no reply the second time I decided to go in and check for myself.
Walking quietly in the room I looked around, my eyes searching for him but all I could see were paintings and in the middle of the room there was a painting that was covered up with a white cloth. It must be that painting he was working on the other day I was here.
Has he completed it? I wondered what it looked like and suddenly I became really curious to see the painting so I motioned forward.
Getting to where the painting rest, I slowly undress the cloth from it and as the white cloth came off the image of the painting came to light, it was some kind of human beast but almost immediately I could get a clear view of the painting especially it's blue eyes I had like a panic attack as my dream of last night flash before my eyes.
"It can't be," I muttered in fright and surprise staggering backwards as the image in the painting is exactly what I saw last night in my dreams.
How is this possible? I was in a state of confusion but then I felt a presence behind me.
"What are you doing here?" A deep, masculine voice growl behind me