𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐥 | 𝐒.𝐌

3 | The Pastry Shop

My body is sore when I wake up the next morning. I had a good time yesterday, but it was a little too rough.

I rub my eyes with the back of my hands and slowly get up out of bed, pushing the hot duvet away from my body.

The other girls in the dormitory are still asleep and I try not to wake them up when I walk to the bathroom. I quickly wash my face and brush my teeth before changing my clothes.

It's still dark outside when I walk through the hallways of the castle, finding my way to the kitchen.

I see Elijah sitting at the dinner table, finishing his cup of tea. He is the only one awake this early in the morning.

'The water is still hot.' He says, pointing at the kettle on the stove.

'Thank you.' I say, zipping my blue jacket.

I make myself a cup of tea with sugar and warm milk, sitting down across from Elijah, holding the hot mug between my hands. He gives me a small smile, avoiding eye contact.

'He tipped you five hundred quid.' Elijah says.

'Who did?' I ask, still a little tired.

He looks up at me, raising his eyebrows.

'Shawn Mendes. Who else?'

Elijah reaches down to the pockets of his jeans, sliding an envelope over to me. I grab the envelope, feeling how heavy it is. I smile, this sure is better than getting money from the clients.

I open the envelope, counting the money. I just made more money in one evening than a doctor does in one month.

'Oh my god. I never realised I made this much money. Thank you so much.' I look into Elijah's eyes.

'It was all you, Cee.' He responds, standing up and winking at me before leaving the kitchen.

For a moment, I keep staring at the money in my hands. I can finally pay the bills of the retirement home my grandpops is staying at. The feeling of relief is so amazing and I close the envelope, putting it in the pocket of my jacket.

The fresh, cold morning air hits me in my face when I open the big door, I'm almost sure I just woke everybody up. I should have taken the back door, just like I did yesterday.

My short black hair is tied together in a high ponytail and I run down the long flight of stairs, warming myself up for my morning run.

There are still a ton of expensive cars outside and my eyes scan the plates, recognizing a car from the embassy.

If those men only knew about the files Elijah has on them, they would run away and never come back. Just that simple information could ruin their lives.

I start to run, making a big circle around the castle like I do every morning. I enjoy the fresh air blowing in my face as the music plays in my ears.

When I return, I'm out of breath and sweaty. The showers in the dormitory are full and I sigh, grabbing my clothes and making my way to one of the Red Rooms. They have a bathroom and really good ones too.

After my hot shower, I watch the sunrise from the balcony in the Red Room. I love the Red Rooms, all of them. I had the best sex in these rooms until I had sex with Shawn Mendes yesterday.

I love having sex with Dom's, they're my favourites for sure. No matter what age, they always make sure you're having a good time too.

What bothers me is that Shawn took it to another level yesterday, and every time I'll be having sex with one of my clients, they'll be nothing compared to him.