The Servant

Chapter Six

I woke up the next morning, Alana still in my arms. I smiled to myself, knowing I had taken her virginity. I was the only one she had ever been with. The thought aroused me again. She is so different from all the others. She is sweet, kind, and caring. I had been watching her for a long time, I had tried to wait for her to be eighteen, I had noticed her so long ago when she was fourteen and I was twenty-two. I had never admitted this to anyone, but when I was with the w****s, I had to imagine I was with her. The real thing had been better than any other time. I heard the door creak as it opened. Evans looked in. He saw Alana in my bed; I knew he knew what had happened. He looked down as he closed the door. I looked out the window, it was still dark. I settled back in. Evans knew how I felt about her, he had made me wait till she was eighteen. Her birthday was in a few days, close enough. I snuggled back in, she fit against me perfectly.

I awoke again when the sun was up. Alana was not in my bed. I sat up scanning my room for her. I heard the toilet flush, and the sink turns on. When she emerged, her eyes met mine. I smiled as her cheeks reddened. She smiled before looking down at her hands.

“I guess, I mean, I,” she tried.

“Alana, you don’t have to say anything, just come back to bed,” I patted the spot next to me. She walked to me, and I pulled her down onto the bed. She curled up against me as I wrapped her in my arms.

“Sabian?” she asked.

“Yes, Alana?” I asked curiously.

“I know what we did but does that mean I am not your assistant anymore?” she sounded like she was scared to be asking.

I propped myself up on my elbow, “Why do you ask? Do you want to be my assistant?” I asked, wanting to know why she had asked me that.

She was quiet for a moment, “I just thought you wouldn’t want me around anymore, I know you have others.”

Her voice sounded so sad. “Alana, there is no one else. Also, I want you to be my assistant if that is what you want, but I have a position I want you to think about.”

She rolled over to look at me, her eyes big with curiosity.

“Alana, I want you to be my wife.” I had wanted this for a long time.

She gasped, “Sabian, why would you want me to be your wife? I am a servant.” I could see the surprise in her eyes.

“Alana, you are so much more than that. You have been the only one I have wanted for so long. Please, give me the honor of being my wife.”

She was speechless. After a minute, she whispered, “ Yes.”

I smiled as I kissed her lips. She is mine. Finally, I have what I had been waiting for.

We got up a bit later. I had Bess, my maid, bring in a change of clothes for her. I didn’t care if she ran and told everyone Alana was in my room. I pulled the blankets back, there was blood on my white sheets from last night. I felt bad, I knew it hurt her when I entered her. I pulled the blanket up, covering the spot. I didn’t want her to get upset if she saw it.

I would have Bess change the sheets later. Alana emerged from the bathroom a few minutes later. “How are you feeling?” I asked, genuinely concerned.

“I’m sore but ok. You are worth it,” she said giving me a shy smile. I held out my hand to her, she took it and I pulled her into my lap.

She giggled at my silliness as I peppered her face with kisses. I couldn’t remember the last time I had felt genuine happiness. “Alana, I have a surprise for you,” she looked at me, curiously.

I pulled a ring box from my pocket. I slid out from under her, getting down on one knee, I held the ring out in front of me. “Alana, I have been waiting for you for a long time, will you marry me?” I asked properly this time.

She looked at me, “ Yes,” she said, tears slipping from her eyes.

I smiled as I slipped the ring on her finger. She wrapped her arms around me as she kissed me. After a minute, she sat up, tears of joy still on her face. She looked at the ring. It was a rose gold band with two heart-shaped diamonds in the middle with sapphires encircling them. I chose sapphires because they matched the color of her eyes. She is truly beautiful. I watched her, I couldn’t believe she was finally mine.

After we had snuggled and kissed, she wanted to go show Mary Ellen. I knew she had been a mother figure to Alana for most of her life. I held her hand as we walked down the stairs. I had Evans bring all the servants into the dining room. I wanted to tell them all she was going to be my wife. I will admit, I was looking forward to seeing the look on Daniel’s face when he realized I had not only taken her virginity, but I am now marrying the girl he wanted.

“Mary Ellen! Look, Sabian purposed!” Alana held out her hand to show off her ring. I stood proudly watching her.

Mary Ellen looked surprised, but Daniel looked ready to kill. I smirked at him.

“Master Sabian, may I have a word with you?” Mary Ellen asked.

I nodded, “Yes, of course.” I went to Evans' office; he was out with the others anyway. Mary Ellen came in behind me, shutting the door.

“Master Sabian, do you love Alana?” she asked, in typical Mary Ellen fashion.

“Yes, I do. I have for a very long time.” I meant what I said.

“If that’s the truth, then why all the w****s? I suppose you gave Alana your cocktail of pills after you had your way with her?”

Geesh, did everyone know about everything around here? “No, I didn’t. I want to have an heir with Alana. I plan to have her pregnant as soon as possible. I know she will be the perfect wife and mother.”

Mary Ellen gave me a look that could have scared the most dangerous villain. “If you hurt that girl, I will personally see to it that you pay.” She walked out the door.

I stood there shocked at what had transpired. My servant had just threatened me. I let the shock subside before going back to Alana. She smiled happily as I walked over. I wrapped my arms around her waist as I rested my chin on her head. Daniel stared daggers at me. I just smirked.

When we had finished sharing our news, I had a surprise for her. My limo was waiting outside, my driver, Niall, held the door for us. Once we were inside, Niall drove us to the boutique I had chosen. When we stepped out, the woman greeted us.

“Good afternoon, Miss Alana, Mr. Cadell.” She obviously knew who I was. I had called earlier. I promised to make it worth her while if she closed for the afternoon and remained silent about what she sees or hears. I had offered her a handsome sum of money to make this reality.

Alana stared wide-eyed as we entered the shop. Racks of clothing filled the store. In the middle, stood displays of the most beautiful wedding gowns I had ever seen. Alana stood silently staring at them.

“They are beautiful,” she whispered.

“They are for you. This trip is for you. You can have anything you want. Do not worry about any price.” I watched as her face lit up.

“Sabian, thank you.” She said as she wrapped her arms around me.

“Alright beautiful, show me what you like.” I couldn’t wait to see her in clothes other than rags. I had a couple of surprises for her too.

A few hours passed, and she looked like she was getting tired. She looked amazing in everything, so I bought them all. She came out of the dressing room wearing a Princess off-the-shoulder gown. It had a beautiful train, with tulle and lace. It was stunning. This was the fifth wedding dress she had tried on. It was by far the one I liked the best.

“Sabian, I think I am in love,” she whispered.

“Me too,” I said, not talking about the dress.

We got home with the limo loaded with all of our purchases. I bought a couple of things for her birthday. I had gotten a couple of things for her to wear only for me. After getting everything put away, I gave her a small box. The tag said simply, for my love.

She looked so surprised. “Go on, open it.” I smiled proudly.

She opened the box to reveal a diamond and emerald pendant. She gasped at its beauty, “Sabian, it's beautiful.” She ran a finger over the pendant. “Thank you.” She hugged me tightly.

I kissed her gently, and she sank into me. As much as I wanted her, she had her first time last night; I knew she needed to heal. I settled for kissing.