Why?

Two days passed by… yet nothing changed for Jule who sat there at the same mirror she had been for three days in a row.

A new morning, a new routine day with her living with a crazy maid.

"Miss? Miss!"

Talkin' about the maid, she's too loud to be a maid for Jule's poor ears.

The loud knocks on the door only made a huff leave her lips.

"Yes! —um"

Jule rolled her eyes as soon as she realized how loud her voice came out before taking a quick deep breath.

"Please wait a minute."

She calmly reassured her which made the maid fume with more annoyance.

"I'm sorry but you're already late! Sir wants you in the dinner room now!"

As she tried to keep the things back onto the dressing table, Jule glared back at the door before slamming them down.

Stomping towards the door, she opened it very calmly.

Despite the fact that she's so angry, her ears blasted with redness while her face held a forced smile.

"Let's go?"

The maid eyed the woman in front of her.

Wearing a silky gown, her hair was still wet—trickling water drops down her neck that was glistening ever so under the lights, she looked too good wearing a casual dress.

The maid's eyes averted up from the seductive curves of Jule before glaring away.

"Please hurry up. Sir doesn't like waiting."

Rolling her eyes, Jule slammed the door shut behind her before following the maid with at least two meters of distance.

Flipping her wet hair, Jule's eyes averted away from the maid as she took a glance at her.

It's been what—two days?

Jule glanced down at her wrist only to realize that she's still wearing the wristband she has been from the day she was admitted to hospital.

Wayn hasn't come back from the office for two days which only made Jule feel more and more anxious about living with anyone known in this house.

Now that she remembers, Zeus did come home last night but that was only to make sure the maid was taking good care of her and to give her the medicines.

*Sigh*.

A heavy sigh, Jule's fingers gently trailed over the railing as she stepped down the stairs within her waist swaying side to side.

"How old are you?"

Snapping out of her thoughts, Jule glanced at the maid as the maid eyed Jule's hand that was clutching her gown ever so gently.

"M…me?"

She pointed at herself before the maid sighed aloud.

"You look like you're in your teens.."

The maid stopped walking as soon as she completed her sentence, making Jule freeze as well.

Turning her head around, the maid scanned her body ever so slowly.

Jule frowned as the maid scoffed after.

"Too young for sir, aren't you?"

And the anger built up to the top of her head like the volcano.

"What?"

She snapped, annoyed by the look she got from the maid before the maid sighed once again, mocking her.

"What? I'm just telling the truth."

Jule blinked as the maid said before leaving the scene.

Jule's hand balled into a fist before she looked away.

"God, why is she so annoying?"

She took a deep breath before her eyes turned to the dining room's door.

The rooms are pretty large on the 2nd floor which is pretty obvious since Jule guessed that he likes retro decor.

Jule didn't bother to look around and took quick steps towards the door.

With her hand ruffling her hair which seemed to not be that wet anymore, she flipped it off of her face before her hand laid over the door.

About to push the door ever so tiredly, Jule flinched when the door opened before she even placed her hand completely.

Her eyes averted up from the floor only to blink vigorously upon feeling him pull her along with himself.

Eyes widening as soon as her eyes met with the view of the room filled with so many people, Jule's cheeks flushed in embarrassment.

"W-where am i!?"

She internally screamed in her mind as she gulped upon noticing how everyone's attention turned to her for a mere second.

"C-christopher–"

"What did I tell you to call me?"

Jule's eyes widened as soon as he whispered in her ears before pulling her with him.

"Master.."

Jule obediently whispered before shaking away her thoughts.

"But why am I–"

A slam of the door, Jule froze against the cold wall she was pinned to.

With his hand resting on the wall–beside her head, his eyes wandered all over her face.

Jule could smell the alcohol through his breath as he eagerly neared for a kiss.

But before he could do so, she placed her hand over her mouth with a whisper leaving her lips that only said,

"Are you drunk? What is this place?"

Looking around the empty room he brought her into, she squinted her eyes to avoid the bright neon lights that reflected.

A chuckle as he watched her look around like a lost puppy, his hands messily took a hold of her cheeks.

Her eyes blinked vigorously as he slowly pulled her cheeks only to place his forehead against hers.

"Heyyyy~"

Silence took place between after he said loudly, singing it out while the music was being played loudly in the background.

She blinked.

Seconds passed by but nothing came out of her lips as she watched him just stand there with his forehead against hers, rocking his feet back and forth Along with the beat.

Her hands slowly took a grip of his hands as it got hard for her to contain her breath for so long.

Jule couldn't help but turn her head away as soon as she pushed his hands off of her cheeks.

A loud exhale, Jule slowly pushed him towards the couch before he fell upon it, letting out a grunt.

Jule eyed his drunk self.

Now that she takes a good look at him, his hair was ruffly, Indicating his stressful working days and the dark circles around his eyes made her slowly smile until his eyes blinked up into hers.

Turning around to leave while Wayn slowly felt his head spin, Jule felt the urge to at least let Zeus know so he could take him upstairs.

Jule turned around, about to take a step away from Wayn but a dangle of her bracelet made her pause.

Jule tried to pull her hand which only made the bracelet to rash against her skin.

"Let me go, Chris. You're drunk-"

Turning herbhead around, Jule exclaimed only to pause again when she took a look at what stopped her from going so.

A gulp, she blinked away from his bracelet that hooked hers into.

"Now, you can't go, can you?"

Jule's eyes averted up from the bracelet before Wayn smiled wide.

A tap over his lap, this time, Wayn actually took a hold of her wrist before pulling her onto his lap.

A yelp, Jule felt her waist being hugged by his arms.

His head lazily snuggled on her chest making her blink vigorously.

Her hand subconsciously laid over his shoulder while he laid her another one on his hair.

"W…what are you doing?"

Wayn hummed in response before looking up at her face.

A blink, Jule's lips trembled to form a smile with hesitance while her eyes adored his smile.

"I wanna sleep baby.."

"B-baby?"

Jule breathed out in disbelief.

*No*, *I'm not your baby*.

"*Yes*..., **you are**."

Wayn caressed her hair as he grinned wide, patting her head ever so gently.

"A baby."

A warm smile formed on her lips as he slowly hummed over her ears, passing a very strong adrenaline through her veins.

Cheeks flushing red as he slowly laid her down, her arms automatically raised for him to join along.

Wayn chuckled as she shyly looked away while he stared deeply at her.

"You want me to join?"

Jule smiled.

"I'm getting paid?"

Wayn paused as Jule said with her eyes gazing at him ever so teasingly.

The silence that slowly grew between them only made Jule fear about his avoidance.

Wayn took his arm off of the headboard only for Jule to pull his collar.

A look down at her hand, Wayn's hand trialed up her hand that tightened the grip upon his sweater.

"Jule-"

"Master.."

Tears formed on her eyes due to the mix of emotions that erupted in her.

Wayn eyed her, her face, her emotions she didn't know he could read, everything.

Everything that he could know, he read it very carefully while her hand shiveringly trailed up his hairline only to become intertwined with the locks of his thick and silky hair.

"I want to sleep.."

Jule's lips trembled as she spoke before her lips inched closer to his.

"Please do me a favor."

Wayn blinked as she cried in silence.

His heart paced fast as if he wasn't already in love with someone.

His nerves churned as if they never had for someone else.

"You want to sleep with me?"

His eyes screamed for her and hers screamed for him.

"Yes."

She breathed out while his hand pulled hers.

Her tears begged for warmth and Wayn helplessly held her face before he took a moment of breath.

His breath was heavy like the oceans that are ready to rise up in the air.

His eyes are closed, not ready to face the woman who's leaving him breathless every time he looks at her.

His hand took a grip of her chin before his eyes softly gazed from her teary eyes to her pink cheeks then at her parted lips.

A look at her pretty face that screamed something so Forbidden, the only words that left his lips are

"Why are you like this?"

Her eyes met his before he exhaled deeply.

Her gaze softened when she noticed his very gentle stare that his eyes held.

"Chris–"

"**Why are you making me feel like this**?"

—Click!