Chapter 5 Of chapter 6 You're mine

You're mine.....

Isabella Pov....

"Open up your mouth" he command, I obediently did so with no hesitation. I was so draw,. Draws to his touch on me, I can't believe myself melting in his supernatural hands. It felt so like magic that I wanted more of him. Like more of his hands on skin. I must be sick but I didn't care. The man I once hates and despise. I'm longing for him? Its crazy to say..

He slid his fingers inside my mouth. They were hard. Hard like the size of dick I last saw.  " Sucks on them" he instructed, I obediently sucks on them gently, slowly. This was a dream. A dream to me, I'm the one doing this? He didn't seem to complained as the both eyes match with desire, the desire of lust and pleasure. 

"Just like that baby girl. That the way to suck on dick" he moaned. What? Was he teaching me how to suck on his dick? His other finger slid on my hairs gently. "I can't wait to fuck you" he whispered beneath my ears. I swallowed. He took his hands away.  " Don't forget your work starts now" he command and left me. That was insane, after he set me on, he just left, just like that? I felt angry, but why I'm even anger? I questioned myself. Was I started desiring him now? No that can't be, I was just lost in his touch and that it. There's nothing romance between us, I'm just his handmaid and he's my master.

I gets off the wall I was pushing my back against and went to get my equipment for the cleaning. Along the way I felt a strange steps behind me but when I turned, there's was no one there. Must I be daydreaming about monsters? Yeah, probably I guessed, just then, I heard the steps again. This must not been daydreaming. I choose to ignored but the more I walked the more the sound follow, I was become scared. So scared to even looked back again, I dare not. I wanted to run when Emma spotted me and call. 

"Isabella!" She waved,  immediately the steps stops following me. I turned back and I didn't see anyone. Who might have been following me, I wondered. " Isabella, where are you going" Emma question after getting close to me. 

"I have been looking for you all day. Since you become friends with the new stunning lady you have forgotten about me" she said but I was lost looking around, still terrified about the sound I heard earlier.

"Isabella, are you even listening!" She yells, immediately I was came back to reality. 

"Oh I'm sorry" I said, breathing fast and still scared. She looked into my eyes and saw that fear and anxiety. 

"Are you okay?" She asked, I only nodded..

"Are you sure, you're okay but from your look. You looked terrified. Tell me , do you see a ghost"

"Emma!" 

"What? You're the shakily one not me. Now tell me are you on duty this night? " 

"Yes" 

"Who?"

"The master of the house" 

"What for the Duke? And you're here gisting, do you want to die! If you want to die, I don't want you to die! You're my only friend. Now, get back to work!" She yells. 

Oh my goodness, I can't tell the difference between her and the Duke. " I want to get my cleaning stuff" 

"What are you waiting for? Go and get them,"

I frozen,  I couldn't move that previous creepy steps still rings on my ears. " Can you go with me?" I asked, making the puppy eyes she won't resist. She gulped at me for some second. 

"Alright, let's go" she agreed. She walked me to get my equipment and she followed me the way up to the master chamber. 

"Be careful and don't break any stuff. Okay" she said before wondering away. I shut the door And immediately calls to duty. 

I worked and scrub hards on the bathtubs, every dirty area in the chamber. I had to get things done before he comes back. This is easy like the rest time I usually comes to clean. Just three days I skipped, the room had turned to it dirty mountain. I know it didn't took me day but it did took hours.

Before I know it I'm done, exciting done. I packed my stuff, planning to head back when I spotted a dirty spot on the floor. I quickly drops my stuff and scrub that dirt out.  I yawned get really tried for the day stress. Before I knew it, my eyes went shut. 

The next morning, I felt the sun reflection on my face. It was a beautiful sleep I had. One that I haven't had before. The bed felt so soft and I noticed, I was warps up by a huge bed sheets. 

Probably, I would be in the servant quarter, where possibly can I be, I hissed, and place my head's back slightly feel the softness of the bed. But the bed was indeed soft. Was that how my bed is? Something was not right, if I'm in the servant quarter, I could have heard Lady Gogo voice, the morning bells. That's what I referred her to be. 

But she haven't come or was the time too slow today.  I opened my eyes widely, the first thing that catch my attention, was the bed color grey. My bed was white and small in size. 

This bed is massive out of size, and the bed sheet on me, I almost freaked out, I'm in the master bedroom. But why? Of course I remember the color and the size of his room. I'm the cleaner of this room. How, did I get here the first place. I asked myself. Quickly I get off the bed and start making it to looks neat. He must not know I slept in his room. I had to get the hell out before he comes back. Maybe, he didn't spend the night in his room, if not I would have be a dead meat now. 

"Why are you stessing yourself" I frozen, automatically frozen, he's back, And I'm in his room, his bedroom, slept on his bed. I'm so dead. 

"I'm talking to you" his voice commands. I'm scared, so scared to see that face. I don't want to be cut in his trouble again. 

"My.....lord" I greeted stermmer,

"Yes, baby" he teases. " I'm listening"

"I mistaking take your room as my quarter. Please forgive me" I bit on my lips, waiting for his answers. The ones that would makes me do terrible things. Things I don't want to do. I was still frozen, afaird to move. 

"Take your seat" he instructed 

My eyes widened, and I was forced to turned at the man standing at the entrance of the bathroom. He was wet, looking half naked, the difference was just a quilt warped around his waist. He was fucking hot, his wet chest was completely of art work. What a human, I swallow. Seeing my gaze were too much on him I looked away. 

"I said you should sit down" he commands again. And slowly I sat down on the bed edge looking completely lost. 

He walks to my side and sat on the couch facing the bed. His eyes were on me, I could feel it. His deadly gaze. My eyes were down, still trying to remember what happens last night. 

"Have your meal"he said, meal? He bought me a meal? How was that possible! I should be on my quarter attending to my daily chores not here.  

"I said eat" his voice strikes again. 

I looked at my front and saw the tary of all dishes arrange in front of me. This must not be true, the master of the house wants me to eat in his room that must be insane but it's was true. Happening to me right in front of me. I gulped at him, he was staring, staring at me like a missing object. 

"My...lord.. it too much" 

"Eat" he smiply said.

It was an order that I can't neglect. I smiply took the spoon and dig my way in. I first took a spoon in and looked if he was going to complained or scolded at me that he was just testing me but he didn't. Instead, he sat comfortable watching  me. I must've.... I was lost and confused. Is this the Duke I know or someone else, 

"Finished it" 

"Yes my lord" I replied and continue eating. The food was much, enough for two to eat. 

Were this his food? And choose to give it to me? I was still questioning myself. Everything seem strange to me. I looked at him.

"Master" I call. 

" What?" His vibrating voice asked. 

"Please can you eat with me, the meal was too much" I said. At first,  he stared at me strangely for some seconds. "Come and feed me " he instructed. 

I should feed him? That was new too.

"I'm waiting" 

I carried the first plates of food, and walks to him. He turns me around and sat down on his lap..I frozen.

"Now" he command, I turned myself to face him, serve up a spoonful and take it to his mouth, my hands were shaking, he hold on to my wrist not to let the food dropped down because of my shrivering hand. Gently he supports it to his mouth. 

I was shrivering, seriously shrivering, this can't be true, this is not the Duke. His eyes glared on me.