Rosa

chapter 5

Rosaline

‘’The boss has requested to see Rosaline’’, a man came to my room and after speaking, left. ‘’What happened, what did you do?’’, the girls kept on asking me different questions, ‘’nothing happened’’, I replied them as I walked out of the room. I met the same man at the entrance and he drove me to Don Alessandro’s apartment.

It was all in the same compound but different buildings. We arrived at a white building and I was asked to exit the vehicle. As I approached the house, I could see men scattered around the place, guarding it. I walked to the door and opened it, stepping into the house, all I could see was a grey sofas that matched the black curtains and grey wall paper. There was an alcohol stand in the sitting room, and a huge flat screen television hung on the wall.

The interior looked so simple and expensive at the same time, as a chandelier hung at the center of the room, illuminating the whole place.

I was still taking in the interior designs when, when a door opened and Don Alessandro walked into the sitting room with just a towel hanging around his waist. I tore my vision from that region even though it was hard too.

He cleared his throat and that brought me back to reality, ‘’what are you doing here?’’, he asked me, ‘’Sir, I-I-I…’’, I stammered, ‘’you can’t speak well?’’ he asked, anger laced in his voice. He ran his finger through his wet hair and I found myself hypnotized, how can someone be this handsome? I thought.

‘’A man brought me here, telling me you asked of me’’ I managed to say, ‘’Rosaline’’, I heard him whisper, before his eyes widened as if realization had just dawned on him.

He was about to speak when a lady’s voice interrupted, ‘’Alessandro’’ she said, putting her hands around his waist, ‘’who is this?’’ she asked, as I saw Don Alessandro try to remove her hands from him. ‘’Mira, wear your clothes and leave’’, he spoke, ‘’but we were to have…’’ she started but Don Alessandro cut her off, ‘’leave’’ he commanded.

‘’Just because of this prostitute?’’ she asked him, pointing at me, ‘’yes’’ he replied her, looking at her with no interest. I’m a prostitute?, I thought.

She went back into the room and came back fully clothed, she stopped in front of me, eyeing me before she walked out. I was still standing when Don Alessandro walked into the sitting room wearing a grey sweatshirt and trousers. ‘’Pour we any drink from there’’ he told me, pointing to the alcohol stand, as he went to sit on a couch.

I walked to the alcohol stand, and picked a bottle of chocolate vodka, pouring it into a small glass, I brought it to him. ‘’Sir’’, I said to gain his attention, and handed him the cup. He took the cup from my hand and our hands slightly touched.

‘’What are you trying to do?’’ he asked, ‘’I don’t understand, sir’’, I replied him, he looked at me before downing the content in a gulp. ‘’Refill’’ he commanded, handing me the cup.

This went on for a while, with me wondering why he called me.

‘’Sir, I heard you called for me’’, I finally said, ‘’and your point is?’’ he asked nonchalantly, ‘’may I know the reason you called for me?’’ I asked him, by this time my legs were already shaking. ‘’No’’ he said, and went back to what he was doing on his phone.

After a while, he tried to stand up but he staggered and I rushed to his side to help him, but instead he pushed me away.

‘’Don’t you dare touch me’’ he said to me, ‘’what?’’ I asked clearly irritated as I tried to helping him up but he pushed me to a wall and held me there. ‘’Why did you stop coming?’’ he asked, ‘’what are you talking about?’’ I asked him, wondering what he meant by the question. He just left me there, and walked towards his room.

When he got to his room door, he nearly fell, I had to rush towards him and help him up again. I put his arm around my neck, and held his room door thinking if it was right to open it, but his weight on me didn’t even allow me think to much.

I opened the door to a very big room, a big bed sitting at a corner in the room and a television hanging in front of the b ed. There were to other doors in the room.

I kept on walking to the bed as his weight pulled me down. I laid him down on his grey duvet covered bed, but he ended up pulling me along with him, with my back towards him,  grey seemed to be his best color, I thought. I tried standing up, but he used his hands to hold me down and pulled me to himself.

‘’Why did you stop coming?’’ he whispered, his lips very close to my ears and it sent shivers down my spine, what was he talking about? I thought, before hearing soft snores.