Chapter 135 - Chapter 134

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((( CLAIRE )))

They stripped me off of three major things:

Television…

Communication to the outside…

And most of all, freedom to go out. Not even in the luscious green expanse of the mansion backyards.  

Whenever I need something, I had to ring a small bell so the maid downstairs would know.  

Boredom.

This was how a prisoner felt like, except for the extravagant treatment I am receiving.

"…Miss Claire…"

It was Sya.

Beside her was a gorgeous sporty-type woman.

"She's Miss Ley. Master Zhio hired her to teach you," Sya introduced her.

"Any sport you like," Ley smiled.

Sport?

I don't have anything I like.

I shook my head.

"I'm not into sports. I might consider something that has to do with arts…maybe painting."

"Sure," she nodded energetically.

And there went the entire day of boring lecture. She must've had discussed every ancient painters that has existed. I wanted the real thing, maybe if she handed me a brush and a canvass I might have had enjoyed it better.  

I drifted to sleep.

"Leonardo Da Vin- Miss Claire??"

When I awoke, I instantly craved for food. This is how you fatten a living potato.

The sun was setting when Ley's tutorial ended. After that, I received a generous serving of food. And there're French fries!  

Munch…munch.

The doors opened again and some maid went in. I invited her to eat with me but, just like my first attempt to, she refused.

Whatever. Let the prisoner eat alone.

Zhio came back from work with a permanent frown attached to his face. The guy deserved it for always delving into mess and chaos.

"Hi," I tried to catch his attention.

He took off his coat. Then his necktie. All of which were taken by his personal valet whom I have just seen.

Zhio was still ignoring me.

He sat beside some desk and most probably, still mad that I bit him.

Okay, fine.  

I laid on the bed beneath the comforter.  

"Hey," I complained when somebody pulled the blanket off me.

My face met Zhio's lips again.  

"Don't say anything. I'm tired."

He sat beside me and hugged me like he did earlier.

"Zhio…"

"Shhhh."

"You know-"

His cold mouth stole another kiss so my hands stole another slap.

"You smell horrible," I shoved him away.

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