Roses at Midnight

CHAPTER SEVEN: ROSALINE

The car ride seemed to pass by rather quickly in a comfortable silence. Coming to a stop, the driver ran to the side of the car and opened our door as he had done before at the auction house. Mr. Black turned to me before we stepped out of the limo. "Welcome to your new home sweet home."
    Stepping out from the limo I looked around in utter amazement. Bright lights shone from the house so you could see up to it. There was a cobblestone road that ran up to a mansion. Grass fields and gardens surrounded the house from every corner. A tall metal gate in which I'm guessing we had entered from stood at the end of the cobblestone road towards my back. "Wow." I whispered to myself . I must not have been that discreet because as my eyes met with Mr. Black's a smirk laid upon his lips.
    Bringing his hands up to my neck Mr. Black unhooked the leash and collar. "I do not feel the need for you to wear this while on my property, although if you try to run, or try to escape it will be the last thing you ever do." Gulping I just nodded my head in return. Turning his back to me he headed towards the front door of the mansion. I walked nervously behind him. Not sure what awaited me inside.
    Walking inside I was amazed. I thought the outside of the place was beautiful, but it didn't even stand a chance compared to the inside.
    Walking through the front door I was greeted with freshly polished cherry wood floors and a grand mahogany double staircase. A coat closet was to the left of the front door and two the right led straight into the kitchen. The walls by the staircase were painted a deep burgundy red, with a few pictures scattered up and down.
    Mr. Black headed up the stairs. "Your room will be located on the east wing." His voice was calm. I stopped in my tracks a couple stairs behind him. "Room? You mean I don't have to be caged?" He turned to me, taking in a deep breath. "Until you show me a reason to cage you I feel no desire to. Besides I'm sure you'll heed my previous warning quite well." Turning his back to me he ascended the stairs once more. Looking around the entryway once more I quickly caught up to Mr. Black.
    Taking a right at the top of the stairs Mr. Black led me down a long hallway. Doors were lined every few feet. Mr. Black stopped to point out which doors led to what. The first door down the hallway was a library, the one next to it a home theater. Continuing down the hall a bit, he pointed out a guest bathroom, storage closet and a few spare rooms for when he had company. Each door had a black keypad above the handle, which I'm guessing was a lock pad.
Nodding my head at each explanation we made our way to the furthest end of the hall. Stopping in front of the only remaining door, I turned towards it and noticed it was the only door that didn't have a keypad above the lock.
    "This will be your room." He said while opening the door and taking a step in. I quickly stepped in behind him, my jaw practically slamming to the floor.
    The room was absolutely beautiful. The walls were painted a deep shade of emerald. Velvet curtains hung from the ceiling to ground windows. The floors were the same deep cherry wood as the down stairs, and hallway. On the left side of the room, a king sized four poster bed with silver silk sheets and a tufted silver comforter sat beckoning me to jump onto. There were two doors to the right side of the bed. As if reading my thoughts, Mr. Black spoke up. "The one to the left is the bathroom, the one on the right is your closet. You should be pleased to see it filled with clothes in your exact measurements." My brows furrowed at his comment. "How could you know my size already?" My voice was slightly above a whisper. Scared I might have talked out of turn I looked to the floor.
"I received all measurements upon purchasing you and had clothes ordered for you while we were still at the auction."
"Oh." was my only reply. Looking back up I was excited to see that across the room sat a window uncovered by curtains. A bench was built into the window sill, covered in a plush emerald fabric that matched the curtains and walls. Perfect place to read I thought to myself.
The surprise was evident upon my face. Looking over to Mr. Black A smirk danced across his face. "What, surprised I'm not stowing you away in a dungeon or maybe the basement perhaps?" He asked me. I gave a shy smile before looking back down towards the ground.
Mr. Blacks deep voice brought my eyes back to his, "You may shower, change, do whatever you like at the moment. I will be giving you the codes for the Library and theater if you wish to use them. You will also be free to use the kitchen at whim, if you get hungry feel free to eat anything you wish."  I nodded in response. "One more thing." His voice rang out. "You are not permitted to enter my room unless instructed otherwise. There should be no reason you would need to do so any ways."  Satisfied with my slight nod as an answer he headed towards the door. Biting my lip I contemplated asking my question. Seeing as he didn't get mad beforehand when I spoke, I took the chance once more..
"Um, w-why are you being nice? Like I m-mean you're n-not like locking me up, o-or starving me, and you h-haven't even tried to feed off of me or anything." Stopping in his tracks his back slightly tensed before he turned to face me. His voice was like ice. "Don't mistake my kindness for weakness. Like I said until I am proved otherwise I see no reason to treat you like a dog. As for the feeding, the time for that will come soon enough, just not today." Without giving me time to reply he turned and headed towards the door again. "Wait!" I called out. Turning around once again his voice was laced with annoyance. "What?" Now nervous that I had pushed my luck I Looked down and fiddled with my fingers for a short second before  I spoke. "What am I supposed to call you?" He stopped to ponder the question for a moment before giving his reply. "Well pet." The word pet rolling off his tongue like silk. "You can call me master.." A twinkle danced in his eyes. "For that is what I am to you." His develish smirk was on his face once more. Letting out a breath I hadn't realized I was holding I nodded once.
For some odd reason the idea of  calling him master didn't make me feel like an animal. Turning his back to me once more he walked out of the room shutting the door behind him.