ALAROUS (Completed)

CHAPTER 5

ELISE’S POV

Once he left I took my opportunity to look around the room. It was fairly large. The bed was queen size with clean white sheets and soft duvet. There was a big window that lead to the balcony. There were two other door to the left which I think are the bathroom and the closet. The walls were painted a beautiful shade of pastel green. It was a fairly large room and absolutely beautiful. But it was nowhere near as homey and cozy as my room back at home.

I just laid there on the bed with my back pressed against the headboard, staring at the wall in front of me.

A few minutes later two girls entered the room and bowed in respect. I dint know people still did that? I ignore them.

“Your highness, my name is Julie and this is Kathrine. We will be at your service from this moment.” The blonde girl with big hazel eyes said politely gesturing towards the other girl with dark brown hair and icy blue eyes. They both were very beautiful.

“Your eyes are very pretty.” I complemented Kathrine. A small blush appeared on her pale cheeks and she gave me a small smile in return.

“I will go ahead and prepare a bath for you, your highness.” Julie said.

“Elise. Call me Elise.” I said with a scoff.

Both of them nodded. Julie went through the door on the left which I think is the bathroom. The exhaustion was catching up to me and not to mention the burning pain in my body. Oh my god! What time is it? Mom and dad will be so worried I am not home yet. The sunlight pouring from the window indicates that’s its daytime. How long was I here?

Will I ever be able to go back home? What are the odds? Katherine was still standing there awkwardly.

“So you work for Mr. Green eyes?” I mentally face palmed at the weird name for that guys. I have to work on my naming skill or I will keep embarrassing myself. 

“Who?”

“The guy that just left? The one with green eyes.” I replied. ‘The one who kidnapped me’ I wanted to add but held my tongue. Realization dawned on her face as she mumbled an ‘oh’

“That was our master. Master Alarous. And yes we work for him.” She said with a small smile. No matter how much I hate him, I must admit he has a hot name. Just hearing his name made my stomach flip and all those weird tingling feeling inside. I ignored the feeling. And how can anyone smile while working for him? I would have strangled myself to death if I had to endure working in his presence. He is a bloody criminal!

‘But he is unbelievably hot’ my inner self replied to my thoughts. I almost rolled my eyes.

“ma’am, the bath is ready. You can freshen up while we get you some fresh clothing.” Julie said and left the room with Katherine. I dragged my legs to the bathroom. It was not easy. The bathroom looked luxurious to say the least. A big tub already filled with water and bubbles. The water temperature was warm and there were small vanilla candles around it which gave a soothing atmosphere. I like it.

I took a nice soak and washed off all the dirt from my body, and it felt good. The pain lessen to some extent. It was still there, but I wasn’t dying from it. I had discarded my dirty clothes in the laundry basket so I wrapped myself in a body towel after drying.

When I came out there was a small pile of clothes neatly placed on the bed, and a pair of black flats on the floor next to it. I slipped on the undergarments and sweats that were provided for me, they were a couple size big so I had to fold the pants at my ankles, and my short height was not helping either. I sat on the bed not knowing what to do.

What am I supposed to do now? I am trapped here and I can’t do anything about it. Suddenly the reality of the situation came crashing down on me and I wanted to cry out in frustration and heartbreak. Will I be able to see my family again? My friends? As much as I hate school, I wish I was there instead of this freaky place.

Mom and dad would be so worried! I feel my eyes sting from the tears but I refuse to let them fall. I have to get out of here. I need to get out of here!

There was a knock on the door that interrupted my thoughts of escape. A minute later the door opened and in came the devil himself aka Alarous. Behind him was Julie. She had her head hung low and a tray in hand. A hand motion from him and she left the tray at the table on the bed side.

“You may go.” He ordered, his tone cold and void of any emotion. But his eyes. They were always so expressive, but yet I couldn’t decipher what they say. I avoided his gaze and looked the other way as soon as Julie left. If it weren’t for him being here, I would have pleaded her to let me leave.

I curse the time I saw him, or served him. Those good looks are highly deceiving. They just cover the devil that is him.

I was looking out the window, admiring the leaves fall from the tree with such grace. Feeling the bed dip I snapped my head towards him, he had the tray in his hand. It was full of food. It looked like a breakfast meal so I am guessing it’s early in the morning. He held it in front of me expectantly. He was not smiling but he had a tender look in his eyes. His vibrant green eyes hold all those emotions I dint know. I was suddenly overwhelmed.

I looked away again and folded my legs to my chest. I heard him sigh.

“Elise. You need to eat cara.” I involuntarily inhaled sharply. The way he said my name was messing with my nerves. My heart was racing fast and I placed my hand over it to somehow soothe the effect he had on me.

“I don’t want to eat! And don’t call me cara!” I ground out and glared at him.

“But you have to dolcezza. You need to take medication for the pain, and you are very weak right now. You need food in your system.” He reasoned. His tone held concern but I was not buying it. He can stand there all day and I will still not eat. I would rather starve.

“But look I had the chef make all your favorite. Blueberry Pancakes, bacon, chocolate milk.”

I admit it was all my favorite stuff, but him knowing all this only adds to the creepiness. Since I never told him this, heck I never told him anything!

“I said I don’t want to eat! I would rather starve to death.” His jaw ticked at my words and I can say he dint like what I said. But I don’t give a damn.

“Don’t talk about death so casually Tesoro. And if you don’t want to eat this then tell me what you want and I will have it made for you instantly.” He replied after composing himself.

(Treasure)

“I want to go home, that’s what I want. Just let me go home!” I cried out in frustration and desperation. His expression hardened, his jaw ticked and fists clenched. His eyes were suddenly void of any emotion.

“Ask for my life, I will give it to you willingly il mio amore. But I can’t let you go. I am sorry.” He said and left, once again.

(My love)