I am frigidly squirming as I saunter inside the castle as the clock ticks quarter past ten. I am a nervous wreck right now because I didn't tell Jerol that I was gonna be this late. Heck! I didn't even tell him that I was going out! I wasn't intending to stay out this late, honestly, but the traffic was just savage. If only I knew...Locking the door behind me, I sigh in relief when I don't find this nosy big-mouthed lazy asses loitering around. They must be snoring in their rooms. I dash upstairs albeit with shaky legs. My heart is becoming heavy with every step, and I am even forgetting how to breathe at my age. Fear is taking full control.I compose myself when I get to our bedroom door, and take in a good amount of oxygen to try and calm my nerves. What awaits me inside this room is scaring me, because I can't tell what his reaction will be. All the same, I summon my courage, and push myself inside.Emptiness! There is no one in this room except the paralysing screams of silence.
I smile unbelievably at the breakfast I have made, of course, with the help of Terry. I really have a lot to learn about this modern life and the ways of the rich. Basically, everything about the rich. First, I have to familiarize myself with this kitchen. The cooker, the ingredients, oh my! I only knew about ginger and garlic, and dhania. This others huh? I might need to have a booklet about their uses. Sigh!I arrange everything neatly on the try and walk out with a big smile on my face. Don't ask me why. I am just in a cheerful mood this morning. Why wouldn't I? I woke up to the sight of Jerol snuggling up to me, and the rays of the bright morning sun were smiling at us. His face didn't look so dull today. It seemed like the ghost allowed him to sleep last night. I even remember ogling his peaceful complexion for some minutes, and my heart even jumped with ecstasy before I decided to make us breakfast. I open the door slowly and walk in kicking it shut with my foot as I proceed to
"I'll take this to the kitchen. I'll be back." I mumble to Jerol as I pick up the tray, but he grabs my hand, stopping me. I turn to him, trying so much to mask the smile and the blush on my face. Smile, because today is exceptional. He ate a decent portion of the meal. Not exactly what is expected of a man like him, but a hundred times compared to other days. And a blush, because that heated kiss we had earlier is tickling me. The fact that he knew it was me he was kissing hits differently."We have a team of nannies around us. Just let them do their work." He says, standing up and giving me another reason to blush. Ahem! Ahem!He is wearing nothing but a boxer - a white one which is doing enough justice in displaying the tent between his legs. This meat that looks so charmingly huge. It is mind-bewitching. How would it feel to even just feel that tent, you know, even just running my hand on it? Would he even react to my touch? My! Before I make a fool of myself slobbering on this
I am appalled at the things Jerol has been keeping to himself. We have been sitting on the floor of this gym for almost an hour now and all I can is, his story is quite a deep and confusing one. Then things he has told me are saddening.Apparently, he has been yearning to marry for the longest time but women leave him because of a condition. Ever heard of low sperm count? I hope I said it right because I know nothing about it. You know, the real miss dumbass. I have never even gotten this close to a man before so how am I supposed to know about sperm and all the sex stuff? Don't tell me about biology because I think I burned my school memory together with my notes the day I said goodbye to high school. That aside.So when Ellie accepted him despite his condition, for him to be sure that his marriage with her will not have problems, they opted for an IVF, of course after failing to conceive naturally. It was a success, and he felt the world in his arms when they received the news. Unfor
"Done!" I mumble after bandaging his wounds. They are healing just fine, gladly. At least none of them looks infected or adamant about healing. In about a week he should be fine."Thank you." He asserts as I amble back to him after returning the first aid kit. I angle myself in front of him, scanning for any trace of change in him, and sure, he doesn't look dismal and dull like he has always been since I met him. The cold look on his face is still so permanent, but I think I have been with him enough to distinguish his physical features from masks. The icy demeanour is his nature. A beautiful one, I must say. It exudes both ice and fire. It exhibits boldness and authority. I am glad that the masks are not so evident right now, and I hope they fade away completely and for good."What is it?" He implores after noticing my stern gaze on him for a while."What do you want to do?" I ask. I think before I impose all the crazy childish ideas to aid his recovery on him, I should at least kn
"I must concede that the castle is more beautiful than I surmised. It's amazing." I air my candid opinions as we halt our tracks at the swimming pool more than an hour later since Jerol started showing me around this beautiful castle. I have seen every important room in it, except for the gym. I have had a bang of that cursed room, and Jerol also seemed weirdly disinterested in going to it too. In a way, I was enthralled by his hesitation to walk in that damned gym. All the same, the huge rooms are incredible. Mental note, I need to go back to the library and steal a portrait of him. Well, not necessarily stealing, just taking, but without his knowledge.He might wonder why I need to keep a portrait of him. I am wondering too. But..."Thank you. It felt more beautiful today because I had you beside me." He states, turning to me.The rosiness on my face drags my eyes to the turquoise waters of the pool, averting his gaze for a moment. I wonder how it feels like to be in a swimming poo
I'm humming a hymn as I finish preparing dinner for me and Jerol after that lengthy talk in the pool. We stayed in the pool for the better part of the evening chatting about everything and honestly, it was a fantastic moment. He has loosened up a lot. If this continues, he will be back to normal in no time. That would be nice. "Ma'am!"I turn to Terry, stopping the hymn. "Yes, Terry." "I just want to congratulate you, ma'am. You've done a commendable job in changing sir Jerol. We were all so scared that he might not recover." She states, helping me pack the dinner in the tray.The grilled chicken smells so sweet."Thank you, Terry." I mumble."Sir Jerol is really lucky to have you, you know." She adds.Huh? Why would a multi-billionaire like Jerol be fortuitous to have a poor soul like me?"Why do you say that?" I query."Nobody would have lasted even a minute by his side given his condition and temper, ma'am. You must love him a lot, don't you?"Huh! Love? Ahem! Ahem!"This is mar
My face is all red as I wait for Jerol at the dining table. It's weird how I'm enthralled by a simple thing as sharing dinner together. I am at the blink of rapture with euphoria. It's our first time sitting around this beautiful dining area. I also know that I shouldn't be this enthusiastic, but I am, and I can't contain my enthusiasm. Maybe it's his compliment back in the room that is arousing me like this. All in all, I can't conceal this feeling.As I grapple between hampering the adrenaline rush and emotional catastrophes, his tall adorable frame appears from up the stairs. All my exertions to keep calm hit a hard rock. What's more fascinating is no longer the idea of us sharing dinner like a real couple that we will never be, but the grin on his lips blooming the entire cattle as he strolls downstairs. For the first time since I came here, the castle seems lively. The aura changes, and why wouldn't it with the way the knight in shining armour is twinkling? I didn't know I was