COFFEE'S PULSE

CHAPTER 20 VILLIAN UNDERWEARS

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Warmth is all I felt. Heavenly warmth.

The sight my eyes took in verified my inner thoughts.

The large windows on my right were slightly opened. So although the thick curtain gave no way for trespassing rays, the tiny space between them cast a magical glow in the slightly dark room. Serenity.

Almost immediately, I remembered where I was and why I was there at the moment,so I abruptly woke up. Looking around the bed it was obvious, he didn't sleep in here. Gentleman of the year. His side of the bed was already neatly made.

At the foot of  the bed, I noticed a little yellow note. So stretching without fully getting out from under the huge heavy blankets, I grabbed it.

It read, "warm up. Aunty U brought in your dry clothes, this morning. They are in the arm chair close to the windows".
Looking up I finally notice the luxury armchair. In it were my neatly folded clothes.
The ending of the note read, "see you downstairs for breakfast when you ready. Besides you snore, surprinsly".

Did he sleep in here? please tell me he didn't. Wait!!!

Do I even snore? since when? Could he only be pulling my legs?

Who does he think he is? Grace me the space, for all you know he snores louder than two  bears combined. Assuring myself, I carried myself into his bathroom like I owned it.  I could use the short period escape from reality.

I did escape from reality. Trust me I did. I am currently standing in a luxury bathroom. Just dark .

An evil comfort. Lets just call it that.

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Toweling , I walked into his walk in closet, looking around once again like I owned the place, I searched with my eyes .

Black, dark brown, blue black , a few dark indigos and two dark greens are all I saw. Pulling one drawer out, I saw his million vests neatly folded in cute bundles, and guess what?. You'll be surprised. They were all black and a few dark browns. Not a single white.  He is so, so , dark. Every thing just gives "villain".

Pulling out the next .... And whoaaaaa.

Close. Close. Close. 

Villian underwears!!!!!!!!

Next drawer was made of glass. Must be some valuables in there. Low and behold, the very first watch was a rolex ,followed by another, I could go on and on.
However since I had no business in there, I closed the drawer. Grabbing a track suit trouser of my choice, I wondered how I even made a choice here. They are all black. I grabbed one of his vest too and chaged into them.

Coming back into the room and spotting my clothes in the arm chair, I now understood what I had just done.

Trespassing, humiliation and stealing clothes.

Now he would think I love his clothes.

Just as I was trying to come up with a plan, the door opened. Just opened. There he stood, dripping in sweats that looked like it was created for an energy drink commercial.

Did I fail to mention? He wore another black shorts, and he was barefoot. He looked me up and down . I guess finally realizing I was in his clothes now.

Dear heavens, open thy gates for thy faithful sheep.

I just wanted to crawl under something and never come out. All "the under somethings and in somethings" were still in his territory unfortunately for me. I was in his territory!!!!!!!

Where at all could I hide? So I did what every normal person will do when they see someone this early in the morning.

" Good morning . I just finished washing up."

"Yes you have. Pretty obvious. Do you however realise your clothes have been returned? Did you not see the note?"

" note? What note?",I asked with the best pretense I could cook up.
That was the only way I could hide from all this embarrassment.

Pretending to look around , I noticed it on the floor, close to the foot of the bed. That's good. Cooperative.

I turned back to him, to see his face resolving. What an understanding version of him. I'll love to see this side of him more.

" That's okay then. Return them when you , you know , get out of them. Your food is downstairs".

He went on to give a shy nod, and passed by into the bathroom.

Picking up myclothes, I wrapped the  yellow rain coat around it and headed downstairs for my breakfast.
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Well empty it was.

No human.

No food.

"Expecting something?" an ugly voice taunts.

Could she get anymore irritating?

Turning to her , I looked her up and down and yes, she never disappoints. Bad dress and choice of lip colour. Ash lipstick?? This early morning?

"Well yes. Not this, I mean you. You're definetly wasn't what I was expecting"