The Alpha's Bridesmaid

Chapter 5- Forenoon

Chapter 5

Forenoon

Georgeana woke up from the bright sun rays the window is emitting.

Clearly still on the massive male inspired room, laying on a huge bed, still on the purple tube dress and a bladder that's indeed to burst any second right now.

She needs to pee.

Sitting on the toilet she can't help to admire the bathroom. Jeez, five-star hotel bathrooms pales comparison with this one. An overhead glass door shower, jacuzzi, sound system in the corners...a luxurious bathroom for a male.

This is envious...the comfort and the lavishness.

Washing her face with a male musk soap, combed the unruly hair and pinned it to a messy bun. She stared longingly at the jacuzzi in front of her, she imagined herself lunged on the jacuzzi the vanilla oils are filled with it and the whole aroma of vanilla filled the bathroom. She heavenly thought but the thing is, she's not a willing guest in here and nothing but a captive, besides all her stuff are in Serah's guests room.

Wait... why does she give a damn if she look presentable or not on his face?

Looking good is at the bottom of her priority problems-that-needs-answer-now.

She need answers... Serah could've give it to her.

Slowly, she runs towards the door and headed downstairs.

Wasn't sure if there was anyone in the house. She hadn't heard any movement around. The house of the psychotic guy was really big he could've been in a room downstairs and she wouldn't have been able to hear him.

Wandering around the house, she came in conclusion that it's really huge just like the room she's been that night.

The interiors implies a man living on it. Too manly, even the colors are too boring for her taste.

Her stomach growled, indicating she's hungry indeed... 'stupid stomach!' she hissed.

"Hello...is there anybody home?!" she yelled in no one particularly.

She kept on walking whilst wandering around, she landed an open view verandah. Outside was lush paddocks and trees are lining up on a big clearing area woods are everywhere. She was pulled out on her gaze when she felt someone clearing a throat behind.

"Uhm... Good morning Luna, I am Sheila your servant for today, would you mind if I serve your breakfast here in the verandah?" the girl introduces. She looked at the woman was around her height, head bowed down and she can only see the half of its face.

'Luna?' mentally racking her brains the meaning of it... "Okay." she nodded at her, the girl is patiently waiting for her reply.

Breakfast was served in a span of little time. A plate full of pancakes, hotdogs and eggs are placed in front of her with a glass full of orange juice. Heavy breakfast, too manly stuff. She prefer granola and coffee rather than this kind of breakfast. She just stared it for few minutes before she starts cutting a small piece of the pancake and chewed it. She felt like a robot, doing things automatically.

In her peripheral vision Sheila just stand and stared at her whilst eating, waiting a command from her.

Georgeana groaned. She's not used to eating while somebody just staring at her and idly twiddling its thumbs.

"Sheila sit down with me. Let's share this breakfast, it's too much for me." she starts conversationally.

"Sorry Luna I'm not allowed to." she says still her head bowed down to her.

Georgeana stand up and grab the arms of the girl in a friendly way. She let her sit and gave her a plate and the extra cutlery aside before she sit on her own chair. She needs someone to talk to right now, she needs to fish some information.

"Sheila what's a luna?" Sheila looked at her in a shocked expression sighing before she looked at the big french doors across the verandah.

That's when they saw through the glass a big black four-wheeled SUV stopped in front of the entrance. When the psycho guy came out from the driver side all of her blood drained from hair face. 'He can't be that good looking in the middle of the day!'-on tight body hugging blue jeans, black shirt and belt that defines every muscle he have. She nearly fell off from the chair when he's walking towards their direction. That when she saw he's not alone, he's with two guys and a girl.

Of all of his companion the girl picked her interest, why is that unexpectedly she felt a pang of jealousy towards the girl. The girl is brunette, statuesque in an athletic way. She could swear that the girl have muscles beneath on her Lara Croft suit. Yeah, she looks the local version of Angelina Jolie in brunette way. She hated the girl instantly, and it surprised her because she didn't have a right to feel jealous, cause she and the psychotic guy is not in that level of relationship, she's an abductee for Cripes sake! She must never feel some warm feeling towards the psychotic guy.

Hastily she returned her gaze back to her food, in front of her Sheila stands and made curtsy to the guy.

"Good Morning Alpha Lazarus." said the servant.

"Lazarus." it rolls in Georgeana's tongue suddenly. The name is very manly and suddenly it gave some warm on her body when the name rolled out on her tongue.

"You may go now."

Georgeana lifted her head and made eye to eye contact with Lazarus who is now comfortably sit in on the chair vacated by Sheila. Suddenly the room felt small due to his presence. All she can think is the guy in front of him. Of how ruggedly he look in a handsome way, he have a five o'clock shadow appeared on his beautiful face, which she anticipated to touch by her bare hands and to be kissed and licked by her tongue. Her eyes roamed down to his neck, the adam's apple are very manly then her gaze continue to lower on his biceps, chest and thinks it is a work of art and he spent a lot of time in gym. All he can see was his biceps and what if she didn't have any shirt on, or pants on? Does he have a six pack yummy abs? she groaned inwardly. 'Uh! Stop it! Why is she's being horny?!'- she mentally scolded herself. Abruptly the bite on her neck start to itched, that get her back to senses. Before she can bring her hands to the neck to ease the itch, Lazarus spoke.

"You didn't like the food?" he asked distracted, caught her groaning in pain.

"No...no. The food is fi...fine." she stuttered feeling her cheeks blush, she didn't feel like mentioning that her stomach was already full- of butterflies.

"You?" she looked at the empty plate in front of him.

"No. I'm good." she didn't understand his expression it look likes he's having inner turmoil by himself.

A minutes of silence passed and it really feel awkward on her part that he is not insinuating something. She break the silence and looked at him.

"Can you do me a favor?" she went on.

He was suddenly wary. "That depends on what you want."

"It's not much." she assured him. "I want to see Serah."

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