Eleanor's eyes fluttered open and began to adjust to the light. Her eyes adjusted to her being in a big bed with white sheets. The bed was warm and comfortable making her sigh before she finally remembered the events of the night before. She quickly sat up and began to look around. The room was big with a big bed and the white bed spread. She wanted to get off her bed when the doors opened.
Her gaze darkened as she looked at the man before her. She shifted away from him wanting to create distance between the two, not to even share the same air they breathe.
"You brought this apon yourself. I told you to agree." He stated standing at the end of her bed.
"I don't want to do anything for you." She told him firmly.
"I don't care what you want. I only care about what I want." He stated shamelessly. "You will obey every order and every demand I give you." He stated firmly. "If not you will be punished."
"Why don't you kill me and get it over with?" She stated.
"Because I don't kill women." He growled. "You shouldn't have been snooping around and maybe just maybe we would've been on good terms with each other." He told her.
"I wasn't snooping I was going home-"
"And you decided to stop walking." He finished off making her angry.
"I don't need any assistance from you to help me speak I can finish my sentence all on my own. How dare you be so rude and cut me off." She said in disapproval.
He rolled is eyes uninterested in her rant. "Be ready in an hour the maids will help you with whatever you need." He stated turning around. "Don't be late I don't like tardiness."
With that he left the room and closed the door behind her. She took the pillow besides her and screamed into it releasing all her rage. She slowly got out off bed. She walked into the bathroom and looked at herself. She looked a complete mess.
Her face was pale and her hair looked as if birds have been nesting there for a whole year. She had bags under her eyes even though she knew she slept almost the entire day. Huffing she walked over to the shower and turned it on.
After her shower and washing her hair she made sure to get the knots out her hair as she dried it. After drying it she walked into her room only to let out a squeal and hold her towel closer to her body as two maids made her bed.
"Good afternoon miss." They smiled.
"Uh...hi." She gave them a small smile before walking off into a random door only to find out its a closet filled with many outfits.
She walked further in letting her fingers brush along the clothes that hung on the hangers. She began looking at all the dress wondering which one would be appropriate.
"It's a black and white event, miss." The one with blond hair said to her making her look at them both.
"Preferably a white dress, miss." The one with ginger hair nodded with a enthusiastic smile.
She nodded then picked out a white dress. She loved the material of it. Looking at the girls they both looked at her. "Turn around." She urged trying to get her point across.
They quickly turned around allowing her to slip on her underwear and slip on the dress. The dress fit her perfectly. She had no shame in showing off her body but it didn't mean she was a slut of any kind. She's just proud of her body and how she took care of it.
The girls eagerly sat her down in the chair. The one did her hair and the other did her make-up. Eleanor sat immobile as they did her make-up and hair. Once they were done they got her a black and golf pair of shoes to match with all the jewellery they've put on her.

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Healing Touch
RomanceRoman Bianchi is the most coldest and ruthless man to ever live. He doesn't care if he breaks your heart. He'll be with you all night long but when you wake up he'll disappear into thin air without a note or explanation. He's a man without a heart f...