Rose (The Billionairess, #1.5)

Chapter 14: Hush, Hush

I was over the moon. I could remember the last tike felt this high, so pampered and so loved. I finally found him. The perfect submissive I had been looking for for years.

Once Thomas and I were done in the bathroom, we both stepped out together. He took a fluffy white towel from the cabinet and dried me down before drying himself. He escorted me back to the bedroom, where he helped me changed into my favorite black nightgown.

I felt more relaxed and refreshed than I had in a long time. I slipped under the covers, feeling more whole body sink into the silk.

It was getting dark out. I knew Thomas had class tomorrow. Sometimes I got so caught up in the steamy moments between us that I forgot he was a university student and not just my butler. He stood at the door watching me as I prepared to sleep. I below him a kiss, and he caught it in his hand before leaving.

He left me alone in the dark and I snuggled into the bed. I had a smile in my face. I let myself slip closer to sleeping, to dreaming of the boy with the gentle smile...

And then my phone buzzed.

I turned my head to my phone glowing on the table by my bed. I picked it up then looked at the caller ID: Tristen Grey.

I groaned. What could he possibly want this late at night? All the warmth Thomas had brought me drained out and replaced with great irritation. I didn't particularly want to listen to whatever messages he would inevitably leave on my phone if I didn't pick up, so I answered the call.

"And why exactly has you calling me at this hour, Tristen?" I said, rubbing my eyes.

"Well, hello to you too," he said. "I'm sorry for the late call, I meant to do it tomorrow morning, but I just couldn't wait."

"Couldn't, or didn't want to?" I asked.

He gave an irritated pause, then continued.

"I want to see your tomorrow," he said. "Lunch. I've already made arrangement at that bistro I know you like."

"See me for purpose exactly?" I asked.

"I want to...talk about our little disagreement at the soirée a few nights ago."

"You mean when you threw a tantrum in front of everyone at the Sterling Hotel party?"

I could sense Tristen's frustration on the other line, but he kept his voice steady as he spoke to me.

"I just think we should talk about this like adults. You know I hate when we fight. Come on, it won't be long, and you'll get a free meal from me."

I rolled out of bed and kept the phone to my ear as I stood by the window.

"I'm a billionairess, Tristen," I said. "I don't need free meals."

"Well, consider it a gift," he said. "Please, Rose. I don't want us to stay like this. It'll just be an hour. All I ask for for you to come see me for a bit, nothing more."

I wanted to say no. I had Thomas now, and I didn't need some other man from my past messing up the own good thing I've found in love. That being said, I never properly broke up with Tristen, so I guess some communication that department was necessary.

I sighed.

"Okay," I said. "One hour, then I'm leaving."

"Excellent, I'll see you tomorrow afternoon."

He hung up, and I was left in the silent darkness. It was just lunch. I could handle lunch with Tristen. I already survived plenty of other things with him...

I turned off my phone and set it aside before crawling back into my bed. My head had gone from serene to now anxious. I kept thinking about my lunch with Tristen...

And moreover, what I would tell Thomas.