No, Master |√

Chp-9

Author Pov

Rose stared at the beautiful chandelier with her blank eyes. She was standing in the corner of the hallway staring at nothing. As soon as they entered the party Rafael only mumbled a few words.

"Stay near me. Try to interact less with these people. And absolutely no interaction with a man."

With that, he disappeared into the crowd. She had caught his figure once or twice but didn't care about him. Firstly she had no interest in this party and secondly, she doesn't know anyone here so why not just kill time standing on the same spot.

For the past half an hour she was standing in the same spot with her eyes stuck on the giant glass chandelier. It looks extremely giant yet too expensive.

Her rosy lips were curled into a slight pout as she was too focused on the luxurious decoration. She used to love these shiny things and still does but after everything, she just doesn't find anything interesting. Her trance was broken by a deep voice entering her ears.

"Ciao, bella ragazza." The man said in his thick Italian accent making her look at him with her usual cold eyes.(-Hello, there pretty girl.)

Without answering him she turned her head away staring at the chandelier once again. But the man wasn't ready to accept her ignorance and walk away.

He leaned his face down to her level and followed her gaze settling it on the shiny chandelier.

"Cosa c'è di così speciale?" He whispered making her flinch away from him. She didn't even notice how close he had moved to her. She glared at him displeased with his interruption in her personal space. (-What's so special about it?)

"Sono qui con qualcun altro, signore." She mumbled looking away from him. (-I am here with someone else Sir.)

"Really! That's bad." He exclaimed with a disappointed look.

"But what a jerk he left you alone here?" He again questioned her making her sigh in annoyance.

"I want to be alone sir. Hope you understand." She replied politely. Even though he was getting on her nerves but she didn't want to create a scene.

"You are alone." He said chuckling.

"With me." He completed smiling at her creepily.

She didn't say anything further. She decided to just ignore him and let him do whatever he wants. He looks like some gangster with messy hair and chains wrapped around his neck. Tattoos peeking out of his neck and hands. It crept her out. How can her master bring her to such a dangerous and creepy party?

"Come on you don't have to lie. I know you're alone. I don't mind giving you a company for a night or maybe more." He whispered again taking a step closer to her.

Rose didn't reply to him simply ignored him which successfully irked him. But he knew he can't do anything they were in public he have some image and he couldn't do anything about it.

" Sei la puttana di qualcuno?" Her hands turned into tight fists but she still didn't look at him. (-Are you someone's whore?)

"Come on obviously you are. I mean you were any special why would you be standing here for the past half an hour alone?" That was enough for her.

Without sparing a single glance at the man she walked away from the place. And the man she left was burning in anger. He looked like he will pounce on her anytime.

Rose walked towards the waiter who looked at her nervously. "Dov'è il bagno?" The waiter blinked at her. (-Where is the bathroom?)

"Vieni mamma, ti accompagno lì." She nodded and followed him. After entering the bathroom she splashed water on her face. She already applied a little makeup on her face and she didn't care if it got rinsed too. (-Come mam I will escort you there.)