HER INNOCENT SLAVE (ENGLISH)

HER INNOCENT SLAVE 03

(HIS) Chapter 03

After taking a shower, I came out of the bathroom wearing only a towel. He couldn’t look at me, even when he passed by me on his way to the bathroom to clean himself.

“Lucas, hurry up and shower! I’ll wait for you! Let’s eat together downstairs!”

I couldn’t help smirking when I didn’t hear any response from him. Less than ten minutes later, he came out with wet hair, wearing new clothes. He still couldn’t meet my eyes. I wanted to tease him more, but I was hungry, so I stopped myself.

“Let’s go down. Come on.” I walked outside. He silently followed behind me.

I found myself grinning every now and then whenever I glanced at him. He stayed quiet and ignored me as we ate at the table.

“How is he, Anak?”

“He’s unbelievably good, Dad,” I answered, causing Lucas to glare at me secretly as he drank his water.

“What are you two doing, and why is he in your room? Can’t you just take him to another room?”

Lucas cleared his throat nervously and drank his water again. I knew he agreed with my father but couldn’t demand anything in front of him. He had no right to. He’s a slave here.

“What were we doing? Hmm… massage? And… hmm?” I pretended to think.

I glanced at Lucas, who was still giving me a dark look, especially as my tone carried a hidden meaning. I laughed lightly before continuing.

“And… shopping? It was fun!”

Daddy nodded and looked at me seriously. I smiled innocently as he raised an eyebrow at me.

“I’ll let you do what you want, but don’t forget your promise to your sister.”

I nodded and smirked. My older sister, Riaca, is half Japanese, while I’m half European. Maybe that’s why I look more mature, while she, five years older than me, still has a more baby-faced appearance.

“Of course, Dad.”

My older sister is on Erotic Island. Daddy arranged everything with the island’s sole owner, but I paid with my own money to have a share. I even remember seeing them meet at one of our casinos. I was one of the eight owners of the island, but Riaca stayed there instead of me. She promised I could go there on my eighteenth birthday. I should still be a virgin and innocent. My hymen is intact. But innocent? Nah! They knew I couldn’t guarantee that!

Minors aren’t allowed, but I’m one of the owners, so I should be exempt from the rules. However, Riaca and Daddy agreed that I must remain a virgin until my eighteenth birthday. I’m very exploratory with no concern for my purity. They were worried I’d give myself to a boy I barely knew. To prevent that, they made this condition.

“Get in.”

We were heading to school.

“I’ll just take a cab. I have a car at home. I’ll take my car from there before going to school.”

I rolled my eyes and pushed him hard to make him get inside the car.

“You’re not going home. There are plenty of cars here you can use.”

“Why do you like pushing people so much?” he said, jaw clenched, fixing his wrinkled clothes.

“Because you like being pushed! Are you stupid? One push and you fly?” I laughed.

He avoided my gaze and angrily adjusted his seat. He didn’t argue. It was as if he wanted to make it clear he didn’t want to talk to me. Once inside the car, I leaned closer and peeked at his eyebrows.

“Are you angry now?”

He didn’t speak, but his glances were sharp. Upon arriving at school, he hurriedly got out. I followed the path he took and saw his girlfriend waiting at the gate. He quickly held her hand.

I pursed my lips. He pulled her in a slight hurry because, I think, he didn’t want his girlfriend to notice me. But… that’s it? Holding hands is all they know to do?

If he were my boyfriend, he would have to greet me more passionately. Inside the classroom, we’d continue making out until class starts.

I smirked at the thought while looking over to see where I was. I followed them through the gate. His glare was directed at me, but as soon as he faced his girlfriend, it turned into a smile.

“Whatever the f**k,” I muttered, grinning and frowning at the same time.

I looked away and walked to my own room. I was bored in class, yawning openly. I wasn’t interested in studying, but at least I showed up. Attendance mattered. I didn’t want Riaca or Daddy to monitor my school life too.

I was relieved and smiled when I realized the break was only minutes away. The bell rang, and I immediately got up. The canteen was noisy. Students rushed to claim their spots. I didn’t need to look for Lucas—I already knew where his group usually sat. They were enjoying themselves and starting to eat.

The students clustered together, while I was alone. I had no friends. First, I didn’t want to make friends. Second, I was new, having arrived in the Philippines only last year. Third, it was just the start of the semester. Finally, my face doesn’t exactly look friendly, so who would dare approach me?

“Hi,” I muttered softly, secretly waving at him when his eyes met mine.

I nearly laughed at his surprise wide eyes. He immediately shot me a sharp glare, warning me not to come closer. I pouted, glancing at his arm draped over his girlfriend’s shoulder.

“Why so nervous? I’m just saying hi,” I whispered that only I could hear while laughing at him.

I flipped my hair and moved to sit at the table near them. I couldn’t help but grin whenever I saw the girl beside him. She was beautiful and fair-skinned, with a gentle face and taller than me. Her movements were delicate, her speech soft, and she just laughed along with her friends’ conversations.

I avoided looking directly at Lucas and got my food, trying not to catch his sharp glances as he raised his eyebrow at me spying on his girlfriend. After getting my food, I looked for a seat. We needed to talk later. I felt bored sitting alone and wanted to join his group.

“Hi!”

I had already ordered food and was eating quietly when a blonde girl approached. I looked up while holding the utensils.

“Are you a new student here?”

I just stared at her blankly, saying nothing. I didn’t know her, so why should I talk? I pouted and continued eating.

I didn’t try to look at her again, but from my peripheral vision, I saw her cross her arms rudely, clearly annoyed.

“What a bratty new student!” she said sarcastically, interrupting my meal by abruptly pulling my plate.

She grabbed my attention, making me stop eating and drop some food. She raised her eyebrows as I looked up. Two more girls, probably her friends, joined her.

“Who is she?” one asked.

They all gave me a condescending look.

“A feeling-entitled new transfer?” The blonde shrugged.

I didn’t know bullying was common in this school. I could be rude and blunt sometimes, indifferent to others’ feelings. But I didn’t consider myself a bully. If someone left me alone, I’d leave them alone. But if they provoked me, I’d fight back.

I crossed my arms lazily while sitting, leaning back. I arched my brow and gave my annoying smirk to provoke her.

“Don’t look at me like that!” she frowned. “Stop looking at me that way or else—”

I cut her off by standing up. Her friends gasped and stepped back in surprise.

“Or else what? You’ll remove it? You're gonna pop my eyes out of their socket?” I asked, unafraid.

I stepped closer, one eyebrow raised. Her friends backed off, but she stayed, glaring.

“Do you even know how?” I asked. “Or should I teach you? I’m an expert at removing eyes.”

She didn’t respond, just glaring. I smirked and slowly uncrossed my arms, reaching for her eyes. Her eyes widened, and she quickly recoiled.

“What are you doing? You’re crazy!” she shouted frantically.

I withdrew my hand, laughing at her reaction.

“I’m not crazy. I’m just trying to deal with your tantrums.”

I placed my hand on Lucas’ table, near the edge where the girl was standing. I leaned closer to her, even as she kept stepping back.

It was obvious she was older than me, but we were the same height. I didn’t care. I wasn’t scared, whether she was ten or twenty years older.

“Can’t talk now? Where did your tongue go?” I smiled sweetly.

Her friends pulled her away. I followed with my eyes as they left the canteen. The other students went quiet. A few whispered, curiously staring. I tilted my head and saw Lucas quietly watching, my hand still on their table.

“Hi!” I greeted with a wave and a smile.

Lucas avoided my gaze, frowning in dismay. He frowned, clearly unhappy that I approached his group.

“H-hi.” His girlfriend waved timidly.

He glanced at her, then gently took her hand to lower it. I raised an eyebrow at him.

“I’m sorry for the scene. Are you all alright?” I smiled widely.

There were five of them at the large table. Shamelessly, I sat beside the girl who looked like a nerd. I smiled at her. She looked away but answered my question.

“I’m fine.”

“Are you done eating?” I asked again, looking at their plates.

The man beside the nerd smiled at me.

“Not yet. Just started.” He was male, but he spoke and acted like a girl.

“Nice!” I clapped. “I’ll get more food! Can I join you here?”

They exchanged glances, clearly surprised I wanted to share their table. I didn’t look at Lucas, knowing his reaction.

“I’m new here and alone,” I reasoned.

Their eyes turned to me. I smiled at them all, including Lucas. Everyone nodded. Lucas, of course, looked displeased. I got up to get more food. As he followed me with his angry eyes, I grinned and secretly winked.