Chapter 16: Sixteen

• Rosalie

Since I had nothing to do in the house, and I had Lexus's permission to explore the hotel I decided to do so. I mean why not?

I took the elevator down and reached the 12th floor. Apparently 13th-19th floor were where people stayed and from the 1st floor to 12th there was a lot of different stuff. The ground floor had the reception and many information desks for different kinds of work. I decided to explore the 12th floor which had different restaurants and cafes. There was such a large variety I was fairly surprised. From Chinese, Thai, Indian, Italian to fast food. Everything was there. It sort of made sense why Lexus never had food at home. With so much outclass food restaurants even I would never think about home food. But well, I didn't have any money so I couldn't really eat anything. Signing I decided to go to the 11th floor since the 12th floor had one big supermarket.

The 11th floor was full of Designer Brands. All the shops looked so nice that I had to skip that floor too.

The 10th floor had some cafes and ice cream parlours that I discovered as I walked. The place was no doubt huge and the cafes had such nice desserts it was making me hungry.

I sat on one of the benches to take a break and took a deep breath. I wanted to eat some pastries.

I sighed again.

"That's quite a sigh."

A man's voice made me turn my head and a blonde, tall man in his mid-twenties stood there grinning.

"Oh, I'm tired is all."

"I saw you staring at that cake." He pointed at the chocolate fudge cake displayed in the cafe window.

Shit.

"I-uh..."

"I was thinking of getting that but it's too big for one person. Care to join me?"

Oh My! Yessss!!! Free cake!!!!

I stood up and smiled.

"Who denies free cake?"

"Well then my lady." He took out his hand, "Shall we go?"

Without thinking at all I took his hand. The cake had gotten the better of me and I followed him inside without noticing that a certain someone had seen me.

We both went and sat down on a table next to the window and he ordered the whole cake.

"I'm Lucas." He smiled.

"Rosalie."

"Such a pretty name. Just like you."

His compliment flattered me, "Oh uh- Thanks?" I looked down in embarrassment.

"Here's your cake." The waitress came and presented us with our order and I decided to focus on it. Lucas cut out a piece of it and put it on my plate. As soon as I ate it. I felt a heavenly feeling. It had such a nice smooth texture and it was sweet to just the right amount.

"Mmmmm." I moaned in delight. "I love it."

Lucas chuckled, "That's good. Eat as much as you like."

I followed his advice and actually ate all of it. Lucas only got a piece of it.

Only after finishing it I realized what I had done.

"I'm sorry... I ended up eating all of it." Having cake had always been a luxury for an orphan like me. I had a taste of cake only a handful of times in all my eighteen years. Maybe like 5?

"Can't be helped. We'll just have to find a solution." He chuckled. He's so easy going and nice, "How about you hang out with me tomorrow as well?"

"Tomorrow?"

"Why? You're busy?"

"No. But in the hotel right?"

"Yea. The place is really big."

"Sure."

***

I went back to the penthouse. I had actually spend a lot of time in the cafe with Lucas. He was really sweet. A guy any girl would want as a boyfriend. He just had that kind of a charm.

Grinning like a goofball I entered the lounge.

"Seems like you had a good time." A calm dominant voice halted me in my path.

"M-master?" I turned to his direction and saw him sitting on the couch, his demeanor as cold as him, "You're back early?"

He got up and started walking towards me not focusing on my question. He looked angry. But why was he angry?

Afraid I started backing up as he stepped forward until I finally hit the wall.

He placed his hand next to my head and looked down at me.

"It looks like I'm the only one you're afraid of." His other hand made his way to my cheek, "I wonder why that is?"

I looked into his eyes. A storm was brewing inside those mesmerizing grey eyes. "Would you care to answer?"

Answer him why I'm afraid? I don't know. He's just. So, I know he's not but he still looks scary.

"I'm sorry." That wasn't even an answer.

He grabbed my chin and lifted my head up roughly.

"As a slave, you don't know your place."

"Eh?"

"I gave you permission to roam around the hotel, not to go flirt around with my employees."

What? Wait? Did he see me with Lucas? But, is Lucas his employee?

"L-lucas is just a friend."

"I won't allow you any friends." His eyes turned darker, "You're mine."

He took a step back and grabbed my shirt, ripping it apart and then doing the same with my bra. His hands went down to my skirt and I realized where this was going.

"W-wait! You said you wouldn't do this to me?" I tried grabbing his hands.

"When did I say that?"

"Yo-you did!"

He ripped my skirt apart too, "I didn't."

He then placed his lips against my neck, kissed it and then sucked on it. Leaving a very very dark spot on it. He went down to my collarbone to do the same thing.

"W-why are you angry?"

"Because you're not loyal enough."

He didn't kiss my lips which was enough proof that he planned to show no affection.

Right. Just because he got a bit lenient with me, I got ahead of myself, maybe I deserve it, for a few moments today. I actually forgot I was nothing more than a slave.