He'll Never Let Me Go

7§

 Karoline

We arrived in Trotseer's enormous condo and as soon as Trotseer led me to my room, I started unpacking my things. I unpacked my lingerie, over-sized shirt, pyjamas, shirt. The busy streets was in view in my room and the beeping sounds of the vehicles somehow got me distracted.

I stopped what I was doing and stretched my arms even just for a little while. I slowly took little steps that would lead me towards the window. Once I was in an appropriate distance from the window, I turned my face to look at the view in the window and it showed the whole view of London.

The Big Ben, pigeon flying, and the London eye. I took some of my time to admire them and snapped myself out of my thoughts when I suddenly remembered that I have a stack of clothing to unpack.

Goodness Gracious.

After unpacking my things, I went to the dining room to prepare some gourmet food and ask Trotseer something. I was still unfamiliar with this environment and I was quite curious why Hailey and I have to split ways and live separately. But before any questions, I should prepare Trotseer something good that could serve as a small payback for what he've done.

Trotseer's a nice guy.

As soon as I reached the very end of the wooden staircase, I hesitantly went to the kitchen and prepared what has to be prepared.

After I prepared the ingredients, I started chopping, boiling, frying, and designing the dishes.

After from what I think was less than one hour, I settled the plates in the table and called out for Trotseer and he suddenly showed up behind me, and his chisel chest and abs on display. 

He was only wearing a pair of denim jeans! 

I could feel my cheeks burining up and soon enough, I know I'd be starstruck. I tried to shout but I decided not to since I would just bother the other tenants. I invited him to seat with me with an awkward smile and I was glad that he smiled back and took a seat across me. Suddenly, without me knowing, I asked him, "why do you want me to stay with you?" With a very determined tone.

Bull-crap!

His eyes were set on me as if he was extremely nervous that something bad will occur. There was a speck of lust and desire in his eyes as I looked up to meet them and I nearly chocked on the lump in my throat, knowing I drove him mad.

" Well, because my brother's Chateau is only for the both of them and I know you have nowhere to run. so I let you stay here. Besides, you might not want to disturb their so called 'unfinished business'. " he said, in a chilled voice.

But isn't a Chateau a gigantic French house?

I know that he must be up with something and I know that he knows that I could just go back to Barcelona, Spain and live my life out.

We ate dinner quietly and as soon as we finished eating, I washed the dishes while Trotseer was back to what he was doing a little while ago. As soon as I finished, I took a warm shower and groomed my own-self, I combed my hair and brushed my teeth. I also applied some moisturizer and I finally called it a day as I slept in my own room. 

I could hear Trotseer as he shouted goodnight and I replied to him by shouting "Goodnight" also. I also took some time to admire my room.

My room wasn't that classy, but it wasn't also edgy. My room shows the true nature since most of the materials are made of wood and leaves. Before I lay my back in the soft mattress and close my eyes shut, my phone rang; Ringing Hailey's ring-tone.