I woke up to the soft clicking of the door, and I turned, my brows furrowed. The sun was filtering in through the drapes, and my eyes fluttered open slowly. I gave a small sigh as I turned on my back, then slowly to the right.I suddenly hit something warm, and my brows furrowed even more, my chest slightly heaving. My eyes opened slowly only to meet the edge of neatly folded clothes. I slowly moved, sitting up on the bed, my eyes falling on the foreign clothes. It seemed like a pair of overalls, and when I moved it, there was a white T-shirt under it.I moved the shirt, and under it was a note and a long stem of rose. I immediately pulled the rose to me, a smile lighting me up. The note was folded, and I opened it, my eyes squinting lightly."Good morning, Roxanne. I hope you had a good night. Breakfast is set on the table, and a hot lavendar bath for you. These clothes are for our little date later, and I will be back in two hours as I have a few things to sort out at the company.
I immediately sprang away from the glass tile, noticing in that split second right before the door opened, how it came up, and offered a glimpse of a room down below.I looked up as the door finally opened, and a maid stepped in. Her eyes met mine, and her brows immediately furrowed in confusion. For a long minute, we both just stared at each other, neither of us quite finding the words to address the other with, yet knowing we would eventually have to."Uhmm.." I said, moving slowly. "I was... looking for Florian."She gave a small smile. "Yes, ma'am. Sir Florian left a while ago, and I am here to discard his used clothes. "I nodded. "Yeah, sure. Please, go on."She gave me a look, but her mechanical smile didn't falter. She walked down towards a rack, took out a few clothes, and walked away with a respectful nod towards me.Once the door closed again, I let out a small sigh of relief, my hand on my chest, my body lightly shivering. That was so fucking close and I couldn't imagine
"Mum!" I could still hear Ronan's scream from that night when Florian was sleeping over. I could see the way he had run downstairs, his eyes wide with fear. I had been downstairs with mum setting the dining table for Thanksgiving. It was the first Thanksgiving after Florian lost his parents, and my parents had offered to have him stay with us for the week so he would feel less alone."What happened?" Mum had echoed my thoughts back then, and I had never seen Ronan so scared."Something is happening to Florian. He... he is swollen."I remember the rush that had happened after that. Everyone ran upstairs to the room, where Florian was lying on the floor. He was unconscious, his hair all over the floor, his lips parted. He was an ungodly red, his face twice the normal size, his body spasming every now and then.I remember just how traumatic it had been, as Ronan admitted that the stray cat my mum had adopted just that morning before Florian came had been hiding out in the bedroom, and h
Florian took some time just watching me, but I could see the colours of his eyes dip and change, and a small smile caressed the right edge of his lips. He took one step closer, but I immediately moved backwards, putting distance between us."I touched the cat," I said, my voice low as I looked up to him. "You are allergic to cats.""You went that far, huh?""Why don't you want me to? ""I don't know. What lenses are you looking at me through right now?"I shrugged. "I am not sure. One thing i know, however, is that I would rather be the object of your obsession than the deserted bride running around in... ""You are a stubborn little kitten, aren't you, Roxanne? I asked you not to mention him."I raised a brow. I do remember him asking me not to mention Damien, but the punishment for dooming it would have been to have his tongue down my throat. That was certainly not happening with all the fur on me, knowing how violently allergic he was.I crossed my hand over my chest, then tilted m
Epipen? What is an.. wait.Florian was leaning next to me, his hand on his chest, his lips parted as he struggled to breathe. Wait. Epipen. Fuck."Florian," I said, right before jumping off the glass. "Where..."I trailed off as he leaned up slightly, then pointed towards a long drawer that was right beneath a row of black shirts. With unparalleled speed, I ran down to the drawer and grabbed the first epipen I found, and immediately ran back to Florian.I administered it as fast as I could, and he slowly went down on his knees, his chest heaving hard, his lips still parted."Come here," I said, sitting on the floor. Slowly, I pulled him back to me, till his head was resting on my lap, his eyes closed, his chest heaving fast."Maybe I should call the ambulance," I said, grabbing unto his hand tight, my eyes taking him in.He slowly shook his head, a strained smile parting his lips. "If I am going down, I am going down because of you."My brows furrowed before I realized I still had the
We. I haven't heard that in so long. I nodded, leaning dangerously closer. His eyes slid down to my lips before he looked up to my eyes again."I am seeing that now. Hopefully, it isn't too late."Something passed in his eyes, and suddenly, I felt his hand in the back of my hair, pulling me further into him. Till I could feel the soft lines of his lips against mine."With me, you are never too late."His words caressed my skin more than they actually reached my ears, and I felt heat rise up my chest, my heart expanding a little more. My eyes met his, and I brushed my lips against his."Let me take you to the bath."He rolled his eyes, and I gave a small laugh. "You are like a child right now."He slowly sat up, pushing his hands through his hair. I immediately stood up and handed him my hand. He was at least twice my size, and I knew it was just a gesture, but I wouldn't be able to pull him up.He took my hand, then tugged me forward a bit, his eyes darkening a little. "Florian..."
I am not sure how long I stood in that bath, but when I got out, Florian was standing close to the dresser, his eyes focused on the mirror. He was wearing black pants and a belt, and nothing else.I swallowed hard and walked into the room, my eyes resting on his broad back. I felt my breath hitch in my throat before I pulled my eyes away from him, letting them navigate to the clean white box resting on the bed."Is this the dress you were talking about?"He turned slightly to me, his eyes falling below my face for a short moment before he gave me a smile. "Try it on."I nodded slowly, then walked to the box. It was neatly folded inside, and I moved the complimentary card away from the box.I pulled out the dress and let it fall down to my feet, my eyes taking it in. It was a shiny silk dress with sleeves made of a string of pearls and an arrangement of the same strings ofnpearls over the chest area, leaving enough to tease and even more to imagination.I looked up to Florian, who sti
I took a bit more time to brace myself, and Florian gave me a bit of space. I hated them for ditching me like that. For taking Ronan's side till the very end, even after everything he had done to me. I hated them for pushing me out to the streets like I wasn't their own consensual decision. I never asked for them to bring me here. I never asked for any of this.I wiped the tears off my face and walked out of the closet. Florian was standing the the door, his eyes thin, his hands pushed in his pockets."Are you sure, Roxanne?"I nodded slowly. "I just need to fix myself up in my room."He nodded. "Feel free."I sloely walked out of his room, hatred mounting in my heart with each step I took closer to my room. I stepped into the same bedroom that a stranger loved me enough to make for me, but not my own mother. Even after giving Ronan every little thing he asked for. It was sickening.I sat in front of the dresser and slowly started to apply makeup. I had learned it back then so I woul