𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝: Lady Dimitrescu x Female Reader [COMPLETED]

Chapter 3: The Crimson Cipher

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Rewritten Version

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You swallowed a nervous gulp and narrowed your eyes at her as she gently reached down and pushed a door open behind you, revealing a magnificent golden master bathroom with a giant pool in the center of the beautiful room. "Now that you're here, why don't you prepare a bath for me?" She said, looking down at your stunned expression.

With a little nod, you entered the bathroom and glanced around, looking for the cupboard holding the lady's towels. You filled the beautiful golden cupboard just like Catalin taught you as the lady moved back to her vanity. You carefully looked over your shoulder and glanced at her as she was busy writing in what seemed to be a notebook. You immediately narrowed your eyes back forward as the lady noticed a glance from you. With a little snicker she turned her focus back to her notebook as you kneeled down on the white marble floor and turned on the crane, filling the pool with hot water. While the water filled itself up in the pool, you peered around the art pieces and sculptures surrounding the elegant bathroom, admiring each piece of golden furniture she had in her master bathroom.

"Y- your bath is ready, my lady." You informed her while standing in the bathroom door frame, anxiously looking at her. She shifted her gaze to the side and closed her notebook before rising up from her vanity chair. You moved aside and watched as she bent down the door.

You kept your head down and grabbed your white basket along with you as you were about to leave, but her stern voice made paus in your steps. "I didn't order you to leave yet, did I?" You heard her say from the bathroom. With a leisurely turn, you stood still in the bathroom door frame again, watching her every graceful movement as she stood with her pretty back facing you.

"Would you be so kind and help me, dear?" She glanced over her shoulder gesturing to her zipper. You placed your basket aside and walked over to her with shaking hands, she kneeled down and looked forward as you unzipped her long silky white dress, you held your breath as you moved your shaking hand along her soft cold pale skin while unzipping her dress. She stood up and started to undress herself with your back to her. You stood still behind her and just admired her perfect body, your eyes couldn't leave her waist line.

"You do have an amusing love for staring, don't you?" She commented, while placing her black hat on the armchair in the corner, catching your eyes glued to her curvy figure. Your eyes widened as you noticed yourself being inappropriate and with that, you swiftly turn around and quietly palm yourself out of shame.

You stared down onto the perfectly polished floor and listened to the woman taking off her dress in the background as you felt your heartbeat increase in your chest. "Can you be a dear and choose a bath oil for me?" She asked, stepping into the pool. Although it was a simple request, it was clearly more of a command.

"Y- yes, my lady." You spoke quietly, looking around with a visibly flustered face, avoiding your gaze away from the pool, allowing her privacy. You took few anxious steps to the glass counter cabinet on your left, which displayed a variety of luxury bath glass oils and asked, "W-.. which one would you like, m-.. my, lady?" you muttered, your gaze fixed on the cabinet.

You heard her sigh softly. "You get to choose for me this time. So I'm letting you take your time." She spoke calmly from the pool. You let out a shaky breath as she gave you a option to choose, you checked each bath oil, reading the small golden labels before smelling each one to find one that seemed decent to maybe her liking.

'Sweet Orange, rosemary, cedarwood, tropical.' You read the labels in your head, having a difficult time choosing one considering they all had a deluxe, mild, soft scent to them. You thought for a second and picked the sweetest one, which was the sweet orange. You turned around and struck instant eye contact with the lady, who kept her eyes narrowed on you the whole time. With a short look down, you caught a peek of her exposed cleavage and shoulders, which caused another little fluster spreading around your cheeks.