Sixty. Wait for me

Sixty. Wait for me

Monalissa left her master's study for her room. Her mind was swirling in so many thoughts, sending her into a state of oblivion as she didn't notice the supplies that were on the bed. Madam Angela had a lot of supplies sent to her room as per the Boss's order. She sat down on the bed her fists clenched in annoyance. In embarrassment.

Taking her thoughts in a back drift, she remembered the day her mother had called her for that mission. Her mother's expression was disturbed and her hands were tightened on that white envelope. Her jaws were clenched as though she was forced to. What really happened? Monalissa sighed and fell backwards on the bed.

"Ouch", she yelped and turned to check what she had bumped into. Her brows shot up in questioning. Curiously, she reached out and opened one of the bags. There were two pairs of sneakers. Their outlook screamed richness and she dared not to look at the price tag. However, it was inevitable because at that moment, her eyes caught sight of the six figures with a dollar sign settled beside it.

"What the... This is crazy", she mouthed.

She went on to open the next bag, and there were three pairs of sneakers this time. Monalissa gulped and opened the next bag. Two pairs of black boots smiled at her and she scoffed.

"What's all this for? What's the devil trying to do?" She clicked her tongue and went on to open the next bag.

There were trendy polo T-shirts and also vintage shirts. She went on and on. Cargo pants and denim jeans in different varieties were seen. Cardigans, blankets.

Monalissa teared up. "This devil...you could have just given me the money. Why spend it on all of this?"

"That's because I'm your master".

Monalissa paused. Then giggled. She has even started hearing things. "This is what money causes. Now I'm even hearing that devil's voice?", she scoffed and then continued, "but the voice isn't so bad. I wonder why am hearing his voice".

She kicked off her sandals and reached for the last bag. She didn't know what was in there, well she never knew that there was something in her room. When she opened it, her jaw dropped.

"This demon!", she yelled.

"I believe I bought the right sizes".

"Oh shut up you didn't buy any right size. How did you even know my size?!"

"I have touched you".

Monalissa nodded, oblivious of the situation she was in. "Yeah. You have", she sobbed and buried her face into the sheets.

"Walker", that deep voice called.

Monalissa smiled inside the sheets. "What's wrong with you Monalissa? How can you be hearing things?", she said with a muffled voice and turned face up.

Ezekiel stood with his arms folded at his chest, while looking at those hazel orbs which had turned doe-like at the sight of him. Her expression was priceless, subconsciously pulling his lips upward in a mocking smile. Perhaps, if they had been friends, he would have laughed his ass out right now.

"Do you like what master bought?", he asked

Monalissa remained motionless, hoping that it was a dream. She closed her eyes praying that this scene would pass so that she would wake up.

"Walker", he called again.

Monalissa's eyes flew open and in a speed as that of lightening, she was on her feet with her head bowed in respect.

"Master", she greeted.

"Did you like what master bought?"

"Yes. Master is so kind", Monalissa almost bit her tongue after that sentence.

"Even though master could have given you that money right?"

Monalissa grimaced in embarrassment. She wasn't just hearing things. Her master was here. "Yes master".

"And the undies too?"

"They're good. Thank you so much master. You're so good!" God! Please can he just go?!

Ezekiel nodded. "I just wanted to make sure that you like them. If you need anything else, Madam Angela is here. You should recover fast. You have somethings to be done".

"Things like....?"

"Helping master".

"Yes master".

Ezekiel eyed her and finally left the room with a smile on his face. His phone rang on his way out and the caller ID made him arch his brow.

"Yes Michael?"

"You up for a drink dude?"

"Yeah. Where's the venue?"

Michael was surprised and immediately checked the person he had called. There was happiness in his voice and this was the first time in years he had heard that in his friend's voice.

"Chilano suites".

"Sure thing".

Michael was shaken to tears. Ezekiel had never spoken so casually in a while. What happened while he was away?

The call ended. Ezekiel looked back at Monalissa's room. His head said no to going back but his body was saying something different. Without further thoughts, he went in and met her arranging the items.

"Walker", he called, his voice deep and menacing but Monalissa felt something different when he spoke.

"Yes master?"

"Wait for me. I'll be back".

"Yes master. But where should I wait?"

"Where do you want to wait?"

Monalissa looked into those icy blue orbs, which caused palpitations of her heart. She swallowed. "Wherever master wants me to wait", she replied her voice hoarse. Her face was flushed and her lips were parted. She looked inviting and Ezekiel couldn't help but stifle a groan.

"Alright. Wait in my room".

Monalissa clenched her fists, to calm her emotions down. "Yes master".