Laverio ****
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Yuda.
"My general informed me with your regards through the link. Proceed to the conference room please." Agustus said.
He's back to his
business-means-business self.
I was about to walk away when I heard Laverio cleared his throat.
"Stefanio insists on talking with you alone. I'll be waiting here. I have something to tell Yuda too... alone."
An alarm flashed in my mind.
Fucking no way!
"What about??" Agustus growled.
"Few stuffs Isabella wants to relay." Laverio answered calmly.
"Why didn't she come here herself?"
"She's occupied at the time being. Our sister Zileria insisted to go on shopping..."
Agustus didn't ask further.
Is this my cue to say something??
My tongue malfunctioned, and so is my brain.
I swallowed.
"Ummm, errr...
Laverio cut me off.
"I assume you want to take shower so I will wait for you outside your door."
I didn't dare to look at Agustus way.
Stefanio speaks,
"Now, may we, your highness?"
"Sure." Agustus answered.
I head to my room with Laverio trailing behind me.
I know he could hear the drumset feeling on my chest.
I cursed myself for being happy, irritated, guilty and nervous at the same time.
Like seriously, can't I feel just one fucking thing?!
"I-I won't be long..."
He growled in response.
I closed the door as soon as I enter the room.
With a heavy breath, I undressed and turn on the shower.
The scene earlier replayed on my mind.
I shut my eyes close and hiss. That was a mistake!
I'm not ready for this and I don't know if I will ever be anytime soon.
After the bath, I slipped on a dress and blowdry my hair.
One last look on the mirror, I decided to go the fuck out and get this over with.
As soon as I open the door, Laverio's eyes are hard and murderous.
I swallowed.
"What is there to talk about?"
Instead of answering, he pulled me up and carry me in a bridal style and run swiftly to God knows where.
And fuck him, I'm dizzy.
