Chapter 1 : Dream a little dream of me

“Thank you so much Rosa. Get some good night sleep and I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Rosaliyah boss, the owner of Ben’s Grill and Bar waved goodbye at her as he left with his wife to go back home and meet their kids. All that was left was her, Clara and a few cooks in the kitchen while both girls swept and mopped the floor of the dining room.

The bar was packed today with people filling the bar to watch the big game through Ben’s projector, projecting towards the blank white wall that was able to entertain 15 tables in the room. Tips was great but not enough to cover the hard work of waiting the customers whom mostly are huge men, bikers sometimes and college boys that stays a few miles away from the bar in their hostel.

It is expected that drink and food spills will stain the floor every now and then and mopping it at the end of the day would be a pain in the ass. Thankfully, her uniform was just a simple black jersey with shorts short that has a pink streak on the side. The number 8 was on her back with the word Rosa printed on top of it.

Ben and his wife was kind enough to allow her, Clara and a few waitresses to wear the uniform and decide on how long or short they want their pants to be but of course, the more skin you show, the more tips you get. Not to mention a sore butt at the end of the shift with these drunkards trying to grope them and even get slapped once or twice.

Brock, the bouncer was there of course and bless his heart for trying his best to protect them and protect them he did. Quite a few had left with a broken finger. What do they expect, dude was as big as the mountain in Game of Thrones. With his bald headed ass and muscles on top of muscles, standing in front of the bar looking menacingly at his customers, he was feared but only the restaurants employee know how the big guy was gay and he was gentler and kinder than any of them.

Speaking of big guy, Rosa sighed when her thoughts drift back to the memories of her dream last night, and the night before that. Only Clara, her bestest friend in the whole wide world knew of this repeating dreams that has been going on for weeks.

She shook her head as she felt slightly dizzy and untie her bun to ease up the pressure on her skull. She held on the mop, leaning her buttocks towards the bar counter and close her eyes. Like a movie, her mind starts to take form and create an image of her dreams.

She was in a forest. Her dreams always started in a forest. She would wear a velvety red nightdress. It was soft to the touch and felt very expensive on her skin as it stands out against her milky white skin. Her wavy black locks fall freely down her body, right above her ass and she was barefooted.

There was a clear pathway for her to walk in the forest and she never felt any discomfort or pain as she walks forward. Everything around her was lush and green and lively. There was no life to be seen living in the forest but she didn’t feel like she was alone.

Its oddly weird for her to dress the way she was and standing there at where she is. Like a scene from a fairytale, she starts to shiver and notice the sky darkens and before she could react to it, she free falls out of nowhere and screamed.

Without a moment too soon, she squeals when she falls on a soft ground. Her eyes were still close but her hands were brushing down the ground beneath her. She slowly opens her eyes. All she could see was the antique wooden bed and mattress that she lays on.

Everywhere else was dark and when she tries to sat up, she felt her body was pulled back in and her visions becomes hazy. She lie on the bed, breathing harshly and hugging her body tightly. She brushes her exposed skin, trying to ease the ache she was having and not sure whether the aches were sexual or in actual pain, only by her touch would the aching secedes.

Suddenly another hand was resting around her waist but the touch was so good she didn’t react indifferent to it. She turns her head to her left and see the same man she has dreamed about for quite some time.

His face was hazy. Rosa can’t really see his face. He has none but his eyes, blue, pale yet piercing but calming to her core was staring back at her. It was so intense, intimidating and seductive. She was drawn to it. She even welcomes his touch. Allowing his hand to cup her waist and gently running down his hands all over her body. Making her sucked in breath when his hand brushes the hollow part of her neck, gently rubbing his thumb on her pulsing vein and lastly, cupping her cheek as he stares deeply into her eyes like he had wanted to hypnotize her.

“Why do I keep dreaming about you?” She asks him softly. Her voice was breathless and her body was so weak to even move an inch. The huge figure lie beside her but hover on top of her. Never letting Rosa out of his sight.

“So you know that you are mine.” His voice gruff and deep, bringing shivers down her spine. It was almost tingly and satisfying to listen. She became more aroused just thinking about it and the glare which is coupled with his soft growl shows that he knows.

“How can I be yours when I don’t even know who you are?”

He pushes back her locks behind her ear and spoke.

“You will know soon enough. You are made for me.”

“I belong to you?” She thought that she was asking but it sounded more of a statement. A demand. A request.

“Every part of you belong to me.” He lowers his head and his mouth was close to her lips.

“Soon, you will be mine. No one will have you but me, do you understand that? I will kill them if they try.” Now his words has become a threat but his need to completely own her does not bother her at all.

“How can you have me when you don’t even exist?” She asked, tears pooling at the edge of her eyes and she was starting to pants.

He purrs. He buries his face in the crook of her neck and an accidental loud moan escaped her lips when she felt his hot lips kissing her skin.

“I am more real than you ever think, my love. You’ll find out soon enough.”

- Chapter 1 Completed -