Blue's POV:
Pitch black.
That was all i could ever see. My body feels as if i'm floating, i feel so numb all over.
Suddenly a man's back is infront of me, he has such a wide and muscular back. So well-defined, he even has a well detailed angel wings tattooed on the lowest part of his neck, at the top most middle of his back.
I tried reaching for him, to caress those beautiful wings imprinted on his silky white skin. Even just looking at his back takes my breath away, he's probably a gorgeous man.
He started walking away from me, seeming as though he's determined to stay away from me.
"No, don't go" i tried shouting but i remain voiceless.He's starting to fade away in the darkness now, i need to chase him. Quick.
"Don't go!!" I shouted as i fall from my bed.
Groaning and rubbing the newly formed bump on my forehead, i squinted my eyes.
It's that dream again, i thought to myself.
It's been three days since i keep on having that dream. I wonder what it means, i don't think i know someone that has such a beautiful angel wings tattooed at their back.Sighing internally, i stood up and started stretching. Another quiet morning at this mansion, i don't think i'll ever get used to it even though i should have already.
I started for the bathroom to get a shower and to let my thoughts drown me at the same time.
Who is he? Have i met him before? What does that dream mean?My head's starting to hurt from all the thinking i've been doing for the last couple of days, this is starting to frustrate me.
*knock, knock*
"Miss, your breakfast is already prepared and waiting for you at the dining hall. The car's also ready so please call me anytime you need so"
I stiffened at the voice just behind my door, his voice sounded so monotone. He's being so formal with me.. i suddenly felt a pang inside of me and my eyes started burning with tears ready to spill out."Miss?" Adrian called out. Right. That's what i am to him, his master.
"Okay, i'll be finished in a bit" i grunted out, trying to clear my voice with any emotion.
"Understood" he all but said too plainly. I heard his footsteps decreasing and i sighed. It's still early in the morning, but why do i already feel so tired?I started finishing up and gathering my drafts for the winter collection. I need to get to my dad's office in order to give him my new designs. Hopefully, this time he'll praise me and maybe one day treat me better.
"Yeah, right. As if" my thoughts are filled with negativity but only because i already know what he's gonna say.After finishing up breakfast all alone as always, i gathered up my belongings and told the head maid not to make lunch because i will be back home late today. Once i was in the car i once again checked my portfolio to see if all 20 designs are inside. Wouldn't want my dad to get angry with me again.
"We will be arriving at head master's office in 30 minutes, there seems to be a bit of traffic today miss so it will take longer than it used to be. Will that be okay with you, miss?"
Startled, i whipped my head up. Getting a tiny bit dizzy from the whiplash, my jaw fell a tiny bit as i stared at Adrian.
"Where's old man John? Why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be my father's driver already?" My eyes were probably as round and as big as saucers from my shock. I'm getting awkward and nervous, i hate reacting this way around him. I'm being too obvious."Head master has given me permission to once again be your driver and bodyguard after my service for him of two years. He said.. that it was enough time for us both to learn our lesson. Old man John is now back to being head master's servant in my stead, Miss" Adrian shyly explains, he even started getting red in the ears as he rubs his neck. As expected, he's trying to avoid eye contact as much as possible.
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Prisoner of love
RomanceBlue is a 23 years old bubbly girl, she's been sheltered and spoiled with riches and love her whole life. She's a daughter of a well-known fashion designer and was grown, shaped, and expected to be one one day. With an extremely strict and cold dis...