This Guy Again?!
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waking up with a start to an unfamiliar ceiling had a rush of panic surging through me
I made a movement to spring out of bed but a clanking sound echoed as a restraint pulled me back. There on my wrist was a pair of rubber handcuffs bonded to the edge of the bedpost. I was completely tied, all the efforts I made to free myself was in vain
I was terrified of what my fate would be. what the hell was going on?
A movement from a door by the end of the well lavished bedroom which I was not in the mood to describe had my attention turning to it. I could see the doorknob moving which had me holding my breath. Soon the door was pushed open and a very handsome man stepped in
" you are awake" he seemed genuinely surprised to see me conscious, was I suppose to be dead or something?
" I know you have a lot of questions but first let me explain some small details to you"
" details my foot! Get me the hell out of this cuffs before I report to the police!. I don't know what your problem is but you have better let me go!"
Through my vigorous exclaims and threats, the other just stared at me with a blank expression. By the time I was done yelling I was completely out of breath and had a sore throat
" since your done, let me explain the details to you. The master has taken a fancy to you"
The man went completely silent again. I felt very creped out
" what do you mean taken a fancy on me?
" its just as you've heard"
" Then why the hell am I being tied to a bed!! Just so you know I am not some prostitute or anything"
" am aware"
" then what the absolute f**k is your problem!?"
The gourgouse man quirked a well styled eyebrow at my retort
" it would be best if you don't use such language in the presence of the young master"
" what young master? Is he the reason your keeping me here?"
" All will be clear in due time. The master is currently in an important meeting and will attend to you once he is free, but before then I will be your caretaker"
" a caretaker? Are you some kind of maid or something ?"
" a butler if you please"
At that I couldn't help but giggle, it was supposed to be offensive in every way but much to my dismay the other didn't even bother asking for the reason of my amusement and just stood there stiffly by the door, eyes cast in an unblinking stare much like a robot. didn't he see me trying to mock him?
' is he even human?'
Are all the people here like this? at the moment my wrist felt incredibly sore so I didn't try to move again
A couple of minutes passed off with total silence, it was so uncomfortable being stared at by an unmoving manikin but eventually I got sick of it
" hey!"
" hm?"
" am hungry" it was the truth, my stomach was grumbling, despite me not liking whatever was going on I still couldn't deny the burning of my stomach. The man didn't say a word and only took out his phone, he dialed a number and spoke in Chinese
Not more than five minutes later the door opened and a group of not less than five well dressed ladies walked in each carrying a tray of food. They set them down on the bed beside me
I tried not to salivate at the sight of the well prepare dishes. It all looked so appetizing and welcoming. But wasn't this a bit too much for one person?
" if the dishes don't please you just say so and I'll have them changed"
" your kidding right?"
" telling a joke is not on my job prescription but if you want I can..."
" no no, I meant if all this food was for me?" I pointed at the dishes
" who else?"
" it's too much. I can't eat all of it"
" then eat what you can and the maids will get rid of the rest"
" but isn't that a waste of good food"
The man was silent, his stare did not budge though and his stoic expression did not change. I couldn't tell what he was thinking
" eat" was all he muttered
I looked down at my handcuffed hand and then back at the butler, his gaze followed my own but he made no movement to untie me
I suppose that meant I had to make do with just one hand, at least they were thoughtful enough to bring me a spoon instead of forks ( or chopsticks)
I ate my food in silence, I couldn't deny that this were probably some of the most delicious dishes I had ever tasted. I would have enjoyed them better if only I didn't have to strain my cuffed wrist in order to eat
When I had eaten to my fill I dropped the spoon back on the food tray
" do you want desert?"
" huh?"
Was this guy being serious right now? Was he trying to get me fat?
" I said do you want desert"
" the fact that I ate so much already should be worrying, do you think I want to become fat?!"
Once more I only got a stare as response, I could swear I heard crickets croaking in the background
The ' butler' pulled out his phone once more and spoke into it, not long after the same ladies from earlier came in to clear out the dishes
I was about to ask what was going to be done about the rest of the untouched food but I was interrupted before I could even speak
" the master is back"
He spoke in such a serious tone that I thought the world was going to end at any moment
" so?" Honestly, I didn't see the big deal. But I suppose I should give this so called young master a piece of my mind when I meet him
( note: it seemed she had forgotten completely her earlier encounter before she had fainted)
" behave yourself "
" am not a child"
" yet you behave like one. Think about the consequences before you utter a single disrespectful word towards him"
" what the hell does that mean?! What consequences!? " I frowned feeling suddenly conscious
Just then the door swung open and two huge men in black suits stepped forward, right behind them was someone too familiar
For like the third time that day the breath left my body. The memories of earlier came rushing back to me making my blood run cold
' this guy again!!'
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