Things just become scarier for Smiles when she turns around and sees someone sitting on the bed.
Her eyes grew wide in confusion, and disbelief, her mind was fussy and her heart was pounding. She could hear the sound of her heartbeats
She screams again but this time even louder.
With just a click of the unknown finger, the lights came flashing in the room. She flinches in fear and covers her eyes out of instinct.
When she opened it again, she was shocked. Staring at the person on her bed, sitting elegantly with the left leg over the right while staring at her with a raised brow.
The person is none other than Keane. His long legs make their way to her taking each step at a time. Out of instinct, she backed until there was no way she could move any further as her back hit the wall.
She didn't believe it was Keane, how did he get in without her noticing? Is he a ghost? She thought to herself, blinking away her invisible tears.
He was close enough, trapping her in-between.
"Welcome Master!" She struggled and said, He didn't reply and just kept on staring at her.
She didn't know if she should laugh or cry. Standing before him, under his hot gaze is a big threat to her sanity.
His gray eyes stare down at her under his long perfect lashes, void of any emotions. His light brown hair was disheveled falling on his face.
His long perfect nose pointed down at her.
She trembles at the feel of his hands on her. She didn't think of what she was wearing until now.
Her white underwear gave out almost half of her upper body and her hot pants were just under her butt.
"Why watch scary movies when you know you are a scary cat, little one?" His baritone voice resonated in the room. She bites her lips, embarrassed about being exposed.
"I-I was…wanted to keep me busy" She stutters. She was sweating now, she could feel sweat dripping down her spine.
He moved away, turning his back to her.
"Get enough rest, it's a work day for you tomorrow" He informed me and left the room. She stood there, trying to calm her rising heart.
Maybe she will never get to understand him and his ways, and that should be her problem anyway
With a heavy sigh, she walks into the bath and closes the door.
Sleeping early always guarantees an early rise before the morning sun.
Smile woke up the next morning with a smiling face. Feeling excited she is going to see Derrick.
She had a lot of plans for today, and she aims to accomplish them.
Keane walks down the stairs dressed up for work. As always, he looks breathtakingly handsome with a domineering aura.
The sweet aroma coming from the kitchen was something he couldn't ignore. He's never been a fan of food but this particular one reminded him of someone dear to his heart.
Smiles walked out of the kitchen with a tray and on it was a plate of pancakes and scrambled eggs alongside a plate of tacos.
And of course, she didn't forget to bake a cake. What she loves doing in her free time.
"I'm sure you know I don't eat dessert before the main course but alongside" He informs. She stares at the dishes on the table, then at him, and nods. He turns to the butler.
"Save this for later" the butler bows and carries away the nicely decorated cake.
"Sit and eat" He ordered. She did as she was told.
Smiles rushes to her room to get her bag only for her to come out and see his car going. Tears welled up in her eyes as she stared at nothing, she couldn't believe he left without her.
What was she expecting? To ride alongside him? That's ridiculous of her to think she will ever have such an opportunity talkless of him giving her one.
"You're only a slave for crying out, his fuckin slave…stop expecting too much of him!!!" She yells at herself. She knows she's crazy right now, but is it worth it? Is it bad to love that which you are banned from loving?
She cries silently, making her way out.
She was a bit late because of traffic, but she made it at the very last minute.
Everyone was seated in their various seats in the large hall. Round the large table with Keane at the center.
Smiles was led in by a guard. All their attention was on her, but her gaze was on Keane who never bothered looking at her.
"You are late, Ms. Laverne," He said. Staring at her with his alluring gray eyes.
"To my left" He ordered. She moved and stood by his left. There was no spare seat, she had no choice but to stand. She stood there for three hours before the meeting ended.
Her legs were paining but she did not dare complain.
"You need to learn to be early or you will be receiving so often!" Came Derrick's concerned voice. Taking a seat by her desk.
"I know…I was to be early if he hadn't left me back home and driven away…so cruel" she grumbles. She just couldn't wrap her head around anything that was happening. One minute, he is nice and gentle then the next he is cold as ice.
"You don't expect to ride in his car, do you? No one has ever except Bruce '' He tells. She frowned a little, somehow eager to know who the 'Bruce' guy was to Keane. Wait, does this mean he is gay? She thought with a frown.
"Who is Bruce?" She questions. Eyes staring at him silently begging him to say something. She could feel her heartbeat increase with every counting second.