I'm Not A Girly Girl

Chapter 42: Because I love you

Anna's POV:

Security guards came after the loud commotion that we made. They hancuffed the maids and went to the other side of the mansion, since it's too dangerous to go outside.

It's a relief that Alyn recorded everything that happened. Miranda fired the maids and banned them from entering the mansion. They made a crime, trespassing and stealing someone's property.

Miranda apologized to me because of the bad behavior of the staffs in here. Well, it's not her fault. I forgave her saying that it's fine.

We watched the maids passed by us, sobbing so hard that they regretted what they did.

Alyn elbowed me, expecting something from me.

"What?" I turned my head

"Come on, aren't you going to say thank you?" he replied along with a charming smile appears on his face

*Smack!* Something hits him from behind

"Shut up, young man!" Miranda scolds him with a flip flop on her hand, "It's your fault for not looking out for her!"

Well, she's right. Wait no, it's actually my fault in the first place because I wandered off on my own.

"Okay I'm sorry!" Alym reacted, "Drop the flip flop"

"You're supposed to be a gentleman towards your girl" she replied then turns to me, "You should change your clothes, Anna. You're soaking wet, you might gonna catch a cold"

I politely nodded to her before she left. Alyn grabbed my hand, gesturing me to come with him.

"You are sleeping in my room" he said

"Well-"

"Don't make excuses" he cutts me off mid-sentence, "It's not safe for you till the storm stops. We'll never know if someone is going to attack you next."

I can never protest this time, so I followed him back to his room.

I was shivering, sneezing multiple times. The water that those bitches splashed me came from mop water. So it's mixed with dirt and bleach.

I watched Alyn grabbed some clothes in one of his drawers and hands it to me.

"Go take a shower in the bathroom" he pointed out a door

My mouth dropped as I enter the bathroom. There's only one thing I could say, it's a.m.a.z.i.n.g. This bathroom is actually what a royal person can afford! How rich is he? How is that possible? Dumbass, he's the son of the Prime Minister.

After I got in a warm shower, I instantly felt a lot better, fresh and relaxed.

Before I exit the bathroom, I check myself one more time in the mirror.

"I can't believe I'm wearing his shirt which is too big for me, and sweatpants..." my mind said, "Wait..." something pops up my mind, "Holy shit, this is a guy's sweatpants! What of he has STD's?!"

I started freaking out, oh my God what should I do? There's no cure!

A knock on the door caught my attention, "Hey, are you done?"

"Uhh, yes" I replied, "Did you used these pants?"

"What? No, granny bought it for me last christmas. It's a Calvin Klein sweatpants" he responds, "What the fuck, did you think that I have STD's?!"

"Yeah, sorry..." I laughed nervously, "I was just making sure! What if those maids were rubbing their bodies all over your clothes and infected them with their STD's"