Frollo x Oc

Part 16: A Warning

(Got a little lazy near the end, but I do apologize for the lateness! Hopefully, this chapter is decent! Enjoy!)

An hour passes while Thalia remains in her room embarrassed. She felt better after convincing herself that her act worked but still blushes hard.

"I wonder what Master Frollo will do now," said Thalia to herself before getting up from her bed. "Perhaps I should start making dinner. Hopefully, he'll calm down after his bath. I'm not looking forward to his lecture, but it's better than him catching me going through his stuff."

Thalia leaves her room and heads straight for the kitchen. She only stops at Frollo's door and could hear the water running. She enters the kitchen and starts preparing the kettle to make tea. Thalia begins cooking and decided to make beef stew to warm up her master after his bath.

"What in the world happened to him at work?" asked Thalia since she doesn't usually see her master wet and filthy. "Hopefully, he hasn't caught a cold."

The thought of it turned positive since it would mean Quasi would get a break from his cruelty. Thalia thought more about that and wonders what else she could do. Standing perfectly still, Thalia was lost in thought until she hears the kettle whistling.

She quickly heads for the fireplace and removes the kettle from the fire and placed it on the table. Thalia sighs softly to herself and was lost in her thoughts.

"I guess I'll have to be on my best behavior for the rest of the day . . ."

"Oh, so now you decide to be a good girl?"

Thalia squeaks and whirls around to find Frollo standing behind her. He glares down at her, his hair still wet from his shower, and wears one of his white shirts without his robe. Thalia's throat dries up and quickly she swallows hard.

"W-W-Well, I . . ."

"Do not tease your elder. You're still just a child," threatened Frollo.

He takes a step closer, almost pinning Thalia to the table. The cups and plate shake a little while Thalia slowly frowns back.

"I am not teasing! I do have feelings for you, but you keep denying them!"

"Thalia, for goodness' sake, I am old enough to be your father!" replied Frollo.

Thalia counters, "Well, that didn't stop you when we were grinding each other the night before! And I confessed to you!"

Frollo blushes and scoffs, "Thalia, don't bring that up! You seduced me!"

"You wanted me!" countered Thalia again.

"What has gotten over you, child?! You never acted like this before!" said Frollo annoyed.

"Because . . ! Because . . !" Thalia tries to think of a quick explanation.

Yes, she has most likely fallen for Frollo, but she hasn't forgotten about Quasimodo. Of course, she couldn't tell Frollo her plans. How else would she find out his true intentions?

Frollo scoffs again and slowly turns away from her. "Enough! This ends right now! I have no time to fool around with your games."

Thalia squeezes her fists and bit her bottom lip. She replies, "Liar."

"What did you call me?" growled Frollo, who turns around.

Frollo then gasps when Thalia starts loosening her blouse, revealing her chest and her shoulders bare.

"Thalia, what are you doing?!" exclaimed Frollo blushing.

He rushes and stops Thalia from undressing when she grasps his hands onto her person. She stares up into his eyes and asks in a lonely voice. "Does Master not love me? Even after everything, you do not wish me in your bed?"