Chapter 30.

*This is the next chapter there was a mistake.*

Alyssa's POV.

I rushed to his room, my heart beating fast as I saw the mess made.

I wondered how I wanted to clean it completely before he came back, and he had said he was coming soon.

The bottles all over the floor, the torn papers, the scattered shelf, the spilled coffee cups and the broken mug… It looked like a tornado came through here. I couldn’t believe he would just leave everything in this state.

But I was just a slave, and I couldn't argue or complain.

I began cleaning the room, gathering up some of the crumpled paper. It seemed so important that he would not lose it.

I arranged his shelf, picking out the broken glass that was on the ground and putting them in the waste bag.

I cleaned up the rest and put everything away where it belonged. His books were placed on the bookshelf next to his desk. I arranged them too.

I began sweeping, doing it quickly as the fear of him coming to an unclean room and how his reaction would be.