11~lazy day

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LIZ'S POV

I'm not only frustrated anymore, now I'm sexually frustrated. I'm starting to feel like he knew what he was doing. Not only that, but I don't even want to leave the bed, I was just laying there frustrated and hungry. Then I felt the door open, I didn't want to look up just in case it was Izaiah, I didn't want to see his face. Plus, he doesn't wear shirts to sleep.

"Madam? Are you feeling sick," A French feminine voice asked? I looked up at her and saw she was holding a tray of food.

"No, I was just laying here. You can leave," I said, nodding at her. She did a little bow and headed out. I looked at the tray, looking at what I'm feeding on this morning. It was French toast, fruits, and some tea.

I started smiling from how good this looked, I immediately started digging in. Then I heard movement near the door. I looked up to see Izaiah leaning on the frame just staring at me.

"So you're not gonna come down and eat with me?" he asked, standing there. I just stared at him without responding, He of course had no shirt on and his hair was messy and in his face. "You have a staring problem." He said walking away.

I rolled my eyes and went back to eat my delicious breakfast. It was a Thursday morning, and I wanted to do nothing. I just wanted to stay home and take naps. After eating, I took the tray downstairs to put it in the kitchen. I actually haven't been through this whole house, I've only seen the kitchen area and my room.

Let me do some exploring chile. I walked all the way down the wide bifurcated steps and headed left to the kitchen. When I walked into the kitchen, a maid Immediately took my tray and put it in the sink. I thanked her and started glimpsing around the kitchen. It was pretty nice. The whole cottage royalty theme was all over the place, Everywhere was light brown and had to have some type of plants. I loved it.

I walked out of the kitchen and went to the right of the staircase, which had a blurry glass double door and some plants at the entrance. When walking in, I walked in slowly just in case it was somewhere I wasn't supposed to be. When I completely walked in I was met with a huge ass TV that had soccer playing, a long couch that almost took the whole room up, and a bar area right next to it that looked like a kitchen. I'm guessing this is the living room, but it was huge.

"What do you want," Izaiah said, laying on the couch. It kind of scared me because I didn't see him.

"Nothing, I'm just giving myself a tour," I said, rolling my eyes. He went to watch his soccer and eat his wings, which I was gonna come back and steal.

I walked back up the stairs because there was a whole other side that I've never even noticed. I walked to my left and saw a whole hallway full of rooms. There were like four single-door rooms on each side, and two double doors at the end which I was guessing were guest rooms. I wasn't too nosey, so I didn't need to see those rooms.

The interior and everything was nice, but I'm pretty sure eventually we're gonna leave, so let me not get attached. I walked back downstairs and headed to the kitchen again, I'm pretty sure the backdoor is in there and I've been waiting to see this backyard. When I walked past the living room again, I heard Izaiah yelling at the TV in what I'm guessing is French or Italian. I wasn't even going to question that man, I just walked straight to the kitchen.

After being hit with many greetings from the maids and servants, I finally made it outside. I immediately felt the cool breeze blow past my skin as I stepped outside, it wasn't any ordinary air either, that was some clean ass air. The backyard was big as hell too, maybe it was owned by granny, she must love nature. I walked off the dark brown porch down to the grass. There was a garden for flowers and other stuff and there was one for edible crops. There was a little entrance thing that looked like you'd enter a maze or something, but instead, it was like a farm or petting zoo. It had all types of animals separated by size and shit. It was cute.

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