As she entered her room, Seneca told Rene she would go down to get her other bag.
She looked around the bedroom, it was neat and pleasing in a way. The bed was king-sized and had lovely white silk sheets. The image of softness touching her skin would delight her profusely.
She noticed a balcony at the corner of room. She strode towards it, taking in a good view of her surroundings.
The backyard was green and lush with a small pond at its right end. A cute looking kennel with the board pinned on the top, scribbled with the name 'Hades' made the whole place almost seem homish.
She heard her door clicked open. Thinking it was Seneca, Rene moves back into the room.
However, she halts at attention when she sees Sebastian standing there instead of Seneca. She instantly gets her guard up.
She moves more into the room, but still making sure there is a good distance between them.
"Sebastian, this is a really lovely room. Thank y-"
"No problem. It's the least I could for your father."
Right. This was for her dad, not her. She should remember that.
She responded by the nod of her head and moved to do something just to keep her occupied.
His voice then brings her to a stop. "Would you like to eat anything? Perhaps your dinner."
The tone was very much like how a hard bent asshole would treat his common prisoner but she didn't want to lose her cool.
Rene was a very patient lady. She made sure to keep her anger in check at all times. That way, she could think clearly and act accordingly. Not even the strange man would take that out of her.
"I'm not hungry. I'll just go to bed." Her voice soft.
"Alright then. Good night." He closes the door with a soft click.
Rene inhaled deeply, regaining some conscience. Why does she always seem to be out of breath with this one in the room with her?
She was about to sit down on her silk sheets when the door again opened. She jumped up only to find Seneca standing at the doorway with her luggage.
"I'm sorry. Did I scare you?" She looks at her, concerned.
"Haha..only a little. I'm fine. Thanks for bringing my bag up." She takes it from her.
"Sebastian says you are not hungry. Are you sure you don't want me to whip you up with a nice hot meal?"
Rene smiles at the woman. "No, thank you. I'm really fine."
"Alright then. Good night. I'll see you tomorrow."
"Aren't you staying here?" Rene hated that she sounded almost hopeful when she asked that question.
"Oh no. I'm going back to my own apartment. I'll return around 10ish in the morning. That's the time Sebastian wakes up. If you are hungry, there is always food in the fridge. Help yourself." With that, she left.
Rene flopped herself unto the bed, the covers caressing her in the most pleasing manner. She was about to doze off when she remembered she was still in her clothes.
She slipped into the shower and giving herself a warm relaxing bath. Sometimes, it was good to be alone and do things that pleased you. It made you feel whole again.
She wore her favorite silk camisole and shorts which were loose and made her feel comfortable and warm. She soon slide into her covers and dozed off to sleep.
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Vehemently Yours,
Romansa"Just because you are young, doesn't mean you can get away with what you did." Water dripped down his stern face. "And just cause you are old and wrinkly doesn't mean you get to speak to me like a child!" Rene hollered at Sebastian. "What did you...
