My head hurt like hell. It felt like someone kept beating a gong right next to my ear and it was making my head pulse. I let out a loud groan and turned over to the other side, pulling a pillow over my head. Yeah, that does not help either.

With all the energy I could muster, I sat up, placing my head in my hands. It felt ridiculously heavy and ugh, I needed something for this pain because what in the actual fuck was this. I tried not to groan as I got out of the bed. I needed to brush and maybe shower. My mouth tasted like I had eaten a disgusting mixture of bugs and I felt so dirty.

I reached for the first door I could find and prayed. Hoped that it was the bathroom. I pulled down the door handle and pushed, mentally cheering when the door revealed a large en suite bathroom. The lights were on but it was like they had been set on dim. I stumbled over to the large white porcelain bowl and turned on the tap. I splashed my face with warm water a couple of times. Beside the basin, there was a brand new toothbrush in its pack and toothpaste as well. It takes me a ridiculous amount of time to tear open the back and an even longer amount of time to brush.

I tore off my clothes and my pants, and headed for the large shower stall. I pressed the button for warm and let out a loud sigh when the water kissed my skin. I felt a lot better. I grabbed a bottle of shampoo and washed my hair. After the shampoo came the conditioner and then I finally washed myself off with shower gel and a new loofah.

I did not really need to think about what had happened yesterday. I remember clear as day. It was one of my best and worst traits. I knew where I was. And it was really nice that he had set these brand new items for me.

There was a white robe hanging behind the bathroom door. I took it off and pulled it on. I was tying the little rope when there was a knock on my door.

"Come in."

The door to the room is pushed open and Zavien walks in. He was in a white button up shirt, gold cufflinks on his wrists. He had on form fitting black pants and a Hublot watch wrapped around his wrist. He was holding a bottle of water and a sachet of. . .painkillers.

"Good morning. . ." Zavien said as he walked into the room. He places the item he brought on the bedside table before turning to me. "Are you okay?"

"I would be a hundred percent better when I take the painkillers."

"Alright." Zavien said and then he headed right for the door. He, however, stops when my stomach lets out a loud grumble. Loud enough for Zavien to hear. He paused and then after a second, he turned around.

"You can come downstairs after dressing up. I'll make breakfast." Zavien said and then he was gone. I sat on the bed and stared at the door. I didn't even want to touch my phone yet. I had no friend checking up on me. And I was pretty sure I had just missed my morning shift. I should probably just head straight home.

After breakfast though.

My tummy made another loud sound at the thought of food. After drying off, I snooped about the room. Almost all the drawers were empty and even the closet. However, there was a set of clothes resting in there and they had their tags on. My own clothes were nowhere to be found and I would rather eat a raw onion than wear a robe all around this castle. What if it falls off or a light breeze blows it up?

So yeah, I grabbed the plain black shirt and pulled it on. Underneath the folded shirt, was also black underwear, still with a tag. I slipped on the boxers and the black pants as well. It was a bit too long and I had to roll it up a little so it could rest on my ankles.

I left my hair to air dry. There hadn't been a comb for me to use.

I grabbed the painkiller but left the bottle of water. It would be better if I used the meds after I had eaten something first. When I walked out of the room, my eyes widened. The interior of the castle was decorated to match our time. The floors were marble, there long cream curtains, lights embedded in the walls and in the ceilings. The walls were made of stone and I couldn't help but touch it.

The entire walk down the winding stairs and to the kitchen, past the sitting area, was one of the most exciting walks of my life. I followed the smell of something sweet and then I was in the kitchen. Marble floors, marble counters and there was no sink, just a flat top with a tap and this very tiny hole in it. Thankfully, there was an actual stove and not that induction rubbish. The kitchen was modern and chic. It looked barely used.

However, Zavien was standing in front of a toaster. The kettle was boiling and I took a seat on one of the many stools behind the counters.

"Would you like jam or butter on your toast?" Zavien asked. He doesn't even bother turning around to check who had walked in. He already knew.

"Jam is fine." I said. And before I could stop myself, I added. "Why not pancakes though?"

"Because he sucks at cooking. We all do." a voice came from behind me. I did not need to turn around because she just walks to the opposite side of the counter. It was the black skinned blonde woman. Today, she had on biker shorts that hugged her figure, black one shoulder tight crop top that stops right underneath her boobs.

"You all look ridiculously attractive. Did you know?" I asked and Rowan, the girl just raised her brow at me.

"We know." She said and I huffed out a laugh.

"And humble too."

"What can we say?" Zavien asked and I chuckled. He placed a small tower of toast in front of me and a small bowl of jam. He then takes a white mug and slips it underneath the coffeemaker. "Do you have a preference?" he asked and I shook my head.

He grabs a coffee capsule, places it in the coffee maker and then presses a button. Rowan just grabs an apple from the fridge and then comes back to watch me.

"Your eyes. . . are they real?" She asked and I nodded.

"I asked him the same question as well." Zavien adds as he places a mug of coffee in front of me. It smelt really good. Like a latte. Just perfect. I take a sip of the liquidy goodness while Rowan grabs a knife and starts peeling the apple, her gaze not moving from my face. I wonder what she was searching for. I wonder what she was trying to see.

"Thank you." I said to Zavien and he nodded.

It was quiet in the kitchen for a while but Zavien kept moving around. He grabs another capsule and puts it in the coffee maker. 

"So what do you guys do?" I asked, then took a bite of my toast. "Don't bother lying. I already saw the gun, and they called you a boss several times."  I said, watching the two of them. They do not even react to what I was saying.

"Hello?" I called out and this time Zavien turned around. He takes a sip of his coffee, one hand sliding into his pocket.

"We are into many things. We'll tell you later." Rowan said and the side of Zavien lips turned up in a smirk. Like he knows something that I do not. And he probably does and I was so curious and I just can not keep lying to myself and pretending I was not actually curious.

"Or maybe not." Rowan added and I grinned at her.

"I like you." I said before taking a bite of my toast. I hold out one of the remainder towards Zavien who stares at the bread. I was suddenly reminded of the little kiss I had pressed to his cheek. Oh my god. I was so embarrassing. I still could not believe I was asking for a bedtime story. I was such a needy b-word.

"Boss, you have a meeting in twenty minutes." Rowan said, totally ignoring what I had told her. She rolled her eyes at me on my way out and I snickered. If only I swung that way. Instead, I liked my men bigger than me and stronger, authoritative and a Dom. Easy-peasy.

"Are you usually this quiet or do you not know what to say to me?" I asked Zavien as I took a sip of my coffee. I down the rest of the drink in a long gulp, the heat helping me just a little. I picked up the painkillers, playing with the edge of it as I waited for a response.

"What if I'm this quiet?" Zavien asked and I blinked at him. It does not matter, does it? It is who he is and to be honest, it kind of suits him if you think about it.

"It suits you."

I get a raised eyebrow at my response. He placed his mug of coffee on the counter table, leaning forward so he could stare at me.

"I do not need to be complimented for who I am." he said and I scrunch up my nose at him, shaking my head slowly. This poor soul.

"One does not need a reason to be complimented." I replied and this time, Zavien laughed. It's like he could not stop himself or hold back anymore. He just lets it out. It's loud, his head thrown back and his shoulder shaking. He looked so attractive. So handsome that it was unfair.

"You're interesting."

"I don't think so, buddy." I responded, shaking my head as I did so.

Zavien stares at me for a little bit more before moving back. "Why do you do that?"

"Because it's the fucking truth, isn't it?" I asked with a shrug.

Zavien's expression turned stern and his next words made my back straighten so quickly. "If you cuss again, I'll put you over my knee and spank it out of you."

My lips part, jaw almost dropping in shock. My eyes were wide and I subtly had to pinch myself to check if I was still sleeping because I wouldn't put it past me. I wasn't. I was wide awake. This was real. Wait. . . maybe he was just saying. Maybe he was teasing. Or . . . or he could be making fun of me.

"Are you making fun of me?" I asked, my tone going hard. I was already steeling myself for the response because I would give him a piece of my mind.

"No."

That was all he said. He does not make any excuses, no reasoning. He just dropped those words and offered nothing in response. I stared at him, squinting just a little, like I would be able to see what I was searching for.

"Come on. Madan can take you home." Zavien, turning to walk towards the door. I got up from my seat and rushed after him, walking in step. I wanted to know a lot of things. I had a lot of questions but each time I asked, instead of getting more answers, I was getting more questions.

"You're a dom."

"If you say so."

I frowned at the man, flailing a little. "What the f does that mean?"

"It means that I would spank you like the naughty brat you are, if you cuss in front of me again."

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