His Fiore

15

Rose's P.O.V

After putting the key under our pillow we made our way to the dining table as we had noticed the sun was beginning to set.

My stomach grumbled as I eyed the lasagna and garlic bread on the table. I'm still shocked at how mama has all of this smuggled in yet it still stays hot??

Sitting down Enrique and I dug in savouring the delicacies as we were hunting all day.

"So, how are you doing?" Enrique said startling me.

I-

Is he okay? He never asks me questions like this. Scratch that. He never talks to me period.

I just say there staring at him weirdly until he spoke again.

"You have stayed silent for the past two minutes, am I to assume you are in shock?" He spoke.

Why is he so formal? Blumming hell I am his wife.

I nodded in response and he responded with an "ah".

"Are you okay?" I muttered stuffing another piece of garlic bread in my mouth. This food was really the shit.

"Yes" he said taking a sip of his water.

What a dry bitch.

"I'm going to go have a shower" I said standing up from my seat after a few awkward minutes of silence.

His answer was a curt nod. Not knowing what to do I weirdly nodded back and walked away.

Once I was in our room, I walked into the bathroom and stripped before getting into the shower. Now the shower is always my happy place. I can over think in peace with no snobby husband or overly lovey parents.

I let the hot water run over my head and down my body as I sighed in contempt. On one of the shelves at the side there was a coconut and vanilla shampoo which I used and can I just say wow. It smelt like heaven. Massaging it into my scalp I began my train of thoughts of the day.

I wonder how much keys we have to find before we can get out? What do we even do with the keys we've found so far, do we keep them or throw them away or use it for something??

I don't even know, at this point I'm just enjoying this place. Okay, it's not in the best circumstances but at least it was peaceful. Yes, Enrique is not a big help in the situation but he's not the worst.

I'm just waffling at this point.

I washed the shampoo out of my hair and did all the basics before walking out. Wrapping myself in the towel that was in one of the drawers, I walked out only to see Enrique lying on the bed.

He looked up from the key in his hands and smirked. Out of instinct I pulled the towel that wrapped my body higher so my cleavage was covered.

Clearing my throat I walked into the walk in closet, not missing the look Enrique gave me. Jeez could he have not been more obvious.

He's missing pussayyyy

Hmm probably, I'm pretty sure this is his new personal record for "the longest time I've gone without sex".

I changed into some fluffy pyjamas with a very over sized shirt before turning the lights off and getting into bed. I'm not sure what time it was but it was dark out and I was exhausted from the long ass day I had.

"Goodnight" Enrique said as he turned away from me and closed his eyes.

"Night" I mumbled facing the wall.