CHAPTER 11
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"Do you have any movie preferences?"
Why does his voice suddenly turn so casual? Is this ill-tempered man really talking politely to me? I had to wrinkle my eyes and wiggle the lobe of my ear to be sure I heard it right when he suddenly noticed me, "What are you doing, woman?"
Like it was some sort of enchantment, I became frozen when he suddenly called out to me. What does he want from me now? Won't he even give me a break? Every time he speaks to me like that instantly makes me freak out like a surprised rat.
"I don't have any preferences." I just have to continue giving him a cold treatment. He can make me obey but that doesn't mean I'll act comfortably around him like we're friends. He must be a living joke to even think I'll end up in such a picture.
"Actions, thriller and suspense, Horror? Do you find any of these interesting?" Giving me choices is useless. I'm not even the least interested to watch a film with him anyway. But he's such an impatient man, "You, woman, when I ask you a question, you are obliged to answer me."
"I'll only answer when I want to," I mumbled.
"You're saying something?" His eyes darted back at me after swallowing a spoonful of a dish. Good for him that he could eat so well, whereas for me that's having a hard time chewing my food not because it's less tender but because of the way his eyes watch me secretly that sent me shivers.
"I said, anything will do." I have to be mindful of my response. He might just hit me instantly with a knife or spoon by throwing it towards me. Just by envisioning it made me highly strung on my seat.
"I'd like to hear your thoughts." his tone went down to that polite manner once more. Why can't he just stay like that for long? It would even make the tension in our atmosphere lighter had he consider changing the tone of his voice.
"I told you I have no preferences, you may choose any film to your liking," I really don't wish to tell this. I hope I could warn him not to pick any horror or suspense-thriller film but it would make me appear interested in watching a film with him. I don't want that. I don't even like the fact of being anywhere close to him, all the more I don't wish to watch a film alongside him.
But I don't have much of a choice. Either someone will suffer or I'll just go by the flow of the river. In this case, though, it's just a mad—no, a cryptic river.
Soon as we finish our lunch. The master already rose from his seat to check on his phone. I wiped off the stain from my lips and rose from my seat as well. Perhaps this is the perfect timing to adjourn this cursed lunch with him. but just as I was about to head outside, the master was quick enough to grab my hand and prevent me, "Where are you going, woman?" His stern query brought back the shivers that took me quite a while to ease off.
"My room." this is the best that my courage could say. I'm already scared by just hearing his voice yet I'm just struggling to conceal it from this hideous man in front of me.
"You are not to retire just yet," He said back. His eyes, those ocean-blue eyes that look like ferocious waves about to make a huge strike against me, darted on me once more.
"And why can't I? I already dined with you! let me go!" I told him as I try to remove his stronghold on me.
"—Because you are coming with me." he let it drop.
"I'm not coming with you! our agreements end with me joining you for lunch!" I highly protested with my utmost capacity but once again, it's futile.
He grins before saying, "Who says our agreement ends there. That's your terms. I remember asking you to become my bride, only then will all be settled,"
"You're only using them to get through me. Until when will you stop using people to get what you want?"
"Until I could put a ring on this finger, Woman." he instantly answers as he took my hand to peck on it. And just like earlier today, some vibration-like waves run through my hands that gently energized me.
I swiftly pulled my hands off him, "You're incredibly insane. Don't ever think I'll even dare to be your bride. I'd rather live my life as maiden than be wed with someone as hideous as you." there's no turning back now, I've let the foul words he deserves from my mouth.
And as I anticipated, the rage in him is slowly showing. It's very visible from his clenched teeth and glare how he has quickly turned mad against me. Now I don't know how shall I face his wrath after I triggered it again.
But to my surprise, he was able to control it. His face swiftly switch to that composed face again a moment ago. I can't believe he can actually be like this. There are so many things I haven't discovered from this man just yet. And this one just surprised me so much.
He instantly releases me and storms his way out the dining, leaving me all alone. What was that walkout for? I don't remember beating him from our argument but by the way, he acted just now, did he just retreated from me?
I don't feel victorious in a way. What I feel now is more tension than before. I can't help but think, what if he's just trying to come up with something to get back at me after this?
Knowing what he can do, even small issues like this will provoke him to launch a thousand ships if he wishes to. Thinking about it, I don't think I could even handle a war against him as of the moment—I mean not at all.
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Another day has passed and I just feel like staying lazy inside the room while waiting for the master to call me when it's time for the film watching. Though there seem to be a lot of things that can be done in this spacious place, I don't feel like doing any. I just can't start using any more of his properties, except the necessities such as clothes and this room. I'm totally just fine with this, although boredom is slow.
Good thing there were dolphins across the dome that were trying to drag my attention by the way they dance around, swimming and gliding across the blues. Being inside this dome gives me the privilege to see the colorful, magical, and wildly spectacular world of marine life closer.
yet, no matter how grand this marine life showcases before me, It will never change the fact that I am a captive of this dome. A bird inside a golden cage, being played fool by a hideous man. At this point, I envy their freedom to swim across the sea with their loved ones. The thought climbs back to my mind and this just made me terribly miss my life back. I miss my family, my friends, my real home.
I don't belong in this place. I can't stay here anymore. How much longer must I endure being here? It feels so heavy to carry on especially when I have to live by the rules of the master in this household.
two knocks from the door took me back to my unfortunate reality. And much to my dismay, it's no other than Leandro, "Miss Emalia, I came here as ordered by my master—"
I interrupted him by saying, "Let's go," never minding to hear the latter of what he is supposed to tell. I think I knew it anyway. His master wants to secure I'll be at the theater room by having Leandro pick me up.
"What time it is?" I asked Leandro as we head down the staircase.
"It's quarter past five, Miss Emalia." He answered.
"It's that noon already."
"It's almost time for dinner. But before that, Master wishes to show you something before you head for dinner and your scheduled film watching."
I wonder what his master is going to show me.
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