A Proper Woman

17

Omirion's PoV

I still could not wrap my finger around how Latvia managed to escape, or maybe never thinking that she would runaway led to this. 

Her father offered no assistance to find her stating that she was now mine and no longer belonged to him. I hate to admit it, but I'm beginning to see why she hates her father so much. 

Sighing, I finished browsing through a few contracts that I needed to sign. Then I proceeded to go look at the nearest locations she may be in. I had already sent a few men to go look for her, but I didn't like just sitting around.

My office door slowly opened as Anne strutted in. Her red curls were pinned into a beautiful up-do which complimented her make up. Her maid's outfit somehow seemed to get even tighter and shorter than it already was. 

"Maybe I can help release your stress?" She suggested with a wink. At a leisurely pace, she made her way behind my chair. Her hands casually rubbing against my chest while slowly going down towards my pants. 

I knew where this was heading and I did not stop her. After all, I needed a way to release my stress and she gladly let me.

Latvia's PoV

The sun had gone down and Regina and I had just finished watering her flower plants. From cacti to lilies, she had managed to get a large amount of various flowers. They were all beautiful in their own way, each needing different methods of care.

Thinking about her flowers made me self reflect on my own life. To my father, I was just his own flower. He carefully watered and cared for me and provided me light under his own conditions. Now that he was tired of wasting time on me, he sold me away. 

Not once did he ever consider my own feelings. Although he saw me as a flower, they too are living things but unlike them, I refuse to wilt away. 

"Are you coming?" Regina called from inside the house. 

"Oh, yeah. I was just admiring the garden," I smiled. Their leaves gently swaying in the cool breeze as I entered the house.

I was seated at the kitchen counter while Regina made us tea. I could not help but smile as I looked at her. I was grateful that she took me in and made me feel at home. She has done everything she can to help me in whatever way and it deeply touched me.

"I'm sorry if I keep saying it, but I'm truly thankful for everything you've done for me," I said, causing her to let out a soft sigh.

"It's alright. I know there are not many people willing to just let strangers in, so I get it," she said while pouring the hot water into a mug. "But you don't have to keep saying it."

I nodded. When the tea was done, she handed me a cup and went to seat on the sofa. I took a sip and slowly enjoyed the caramel flavored tea bag. 

"So, do you have a boyfriend or a special someone?" I asked, wanting to break the silence. "If I'm getting too personal, you can just tell me and I'll stop," I quickly added.

Regina chuckled. "It's fine, but unfortunately I have no one special at the moment. What about you?" 

I did not see any point in lying because sooner or later, the truth would come out. "Well, I'm married," I said slowly. 

Regina's mouth immediately dropped open in surprise. "Um, what? Well what are you doing here when you have a husband?He might be worried sick about you." 

"Well," I dragged out. "Let's just say we both decided to take a break because it was a rushed marriage." I did not want her to know just how messy and complicated my life was because not even I would know how to deal with someone in my situation.

"Oh, I see." She seemed to be thinking for what to say. 

"I mean we all do stupid things when we're young. Marriage was mine, I guess," I laughed. 

"I guess we do," she said before joining me in laughter. "Mine would be deciding to drink four shots of alcohol on my eighteenth birthday. Let's just say I woke up with half my head shaved," she laughed.

At this point, the two of us were just telling stories of funny things that happened in our lives whilst laughing uncontrollably.  When both our bellies were hurting and no sound was coming out when we were laughing, we decided to call it quits and go to bed.