Esther's POV

When I finnished all my chores, which was mopping and scrubbing, I decided to watch T.V. I changed out of my maid clothes and wore a pair of jean shorts and a crop top and trekked downstairs to the hall.

I was about to sit when I picked up the remote but I decided again it. Because if Martha saw me, she'll give me more work.

Yes, I'm hardworking.

My eyes caught a room door upstairs.

You thinking what I'm thinking?

I climbed the staircase that led to that room and opened the door to step inside. The room looked boyish, but I didn't care, I liked boyish stuff.

Luckily, there was an A.C and a television, just what I needed. I closed the door and windows and turned on the A.C and T.V as well and flopped into the bed.

I settled to watch Descendants as I covered myself with the duvet and ate the chips I brought along. "This is the life." I sighed.

A few minutes into the movie, someone entered the room and I groaned. I lazily tilted my head to look at the owner of the room and my eyes widened.

I think my eyes fell onto the floor as well.

"What the fucking hell are you doing in my room?" He barked.

I'm watching a movie, duhh?

"Ohhhh, so this is your room?" I asked sheepishly. "Okay. " I shrugged and turned my attention to the movie.

"Get out of here." He sneered.

"Who me?" I asked.

"I'm serious, get out." He warned in a low loud deep voice.

"Aww dude, just let me watch the movie, Mal and her friends are gonna get the wand from Uma. Why don't you go to the club and do something?" I suggested, flipping him my fingers.

"Not everyone likes such things." He growled. ''Come on, get out!" He growled.

"Or else?" I asked not looking at him. He banged the door furiously and paced towards me.

Before I could say anything, he gripped my wrist and drew me out of the duvet making me stand on my feet and I became self conscious of my dressing for the first time.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down as his eyes raked over me, lingering on my bare legs and stomach.

"Why are you dressed up like that?" He asked in a low husky voice as his eyes darkened.

"I dress up anyhow I want." I informed trying to wriggle out of his tight hold.

"Then why will you dress up like this and come to my room?" He asked gripping my wrist more firmly. "What the heck was your intention?" He seethed.

"I didn't know this was your room and no, what the fuck do you mean by intentions. " I answered boredly. I gasped when he dragged me vigorously onto my feet on the floor.

"Get out." He gritted.

"Not until the movie is over." I stuck out my tongue at him. I'm very mature, I know.

He groaned and let go of my wrist and continued to look at me from head to toe. I felt like a fizzy drink as I burning under his scrutiny.

Even my ashes got burnt!

"I'm going to take a shower, don't you dare touch anything!" He warned and left my sight.

"Take a cold one okay?" I said behind him.

"What? You think you turn me on or something?" He asked.

"Wouldn't be too sure." I smirked. He scoffed and opened the door that led to his bathroom probably.

Don't you dare touch anything!

Immediately I heard the bathroom door shut, I looked over the room thinking of what he must have been hiding. You know, I wouldn't have touched anything, but due to certain circumstances, here I was, quietly opening his drawer to see a picture in it.   

It was a picture of a small boy and a young woman with black hair and she was really beautiful

Were they his wife and child?

I shrugged and put it back in and brought out a locket which had a small note to it.

My heart you'll forever remain, even after death.

I read it over and over again but couldn't make anything out of it and i groaned at myself for being too dumb.

So I placed it back into the right place and closed the drawer when I heard the bathroom door open.

He came out completely..naked.

Ok lie, he was shirtlessly in some sweatpants making his well defined and hard looking six packs more prominent. Was that his fluffy soft, silky wet hair sticking to his drool worthy face?

My Holy eyes!

My hands felt like tracing a surface all 9f a sudden. A surface with realistic contours and humanity.

"Did you open my drawer? " He asked making moves towards me and I took some back till the fucking wall decided to make me meet my doom.

"Um." It wasn't because I was intimidated by him, it was because the shower gell he used was blocking my thinking and my 'Holy Eyes' were glued to his bare chest.

"Did you?!" He demanded.

"Somehow?" I mewoed and he scoffed running his fingers through his his hair.

"What the fuck does somehow mean?" He inquired.

"Wellm it means you're not sure whether you did or didn't do something and kinda sortta like-"

"Shut up..please?" He sarcastically ordered gazing me down.

Why was my throat getting dry?

He moved away from me and my heartbeat came to normal. I exhaled deeply and went back onto the bed. He sat at his desk (still shirtless) and began to use his laptop.

"You lack shirts or what?!" I hissed.

"You got a problem?" He asked and i huffed hopping into the bed.

I couldn't continue watching the movie because something else was better in view. His back muscles which bulged and flexed every time he had to scratch the back of his head. I just had the urge to move towards his back and gently grazed my fingers on it. It was so smooth and muscly.

I felt like I was committing a crime just by looking at him because every time he turned his head, I laid back like I was sleeping.

"Stop looking at me. " He gritted and scoffed.

"Don't flatter yourself." I grumbled blushing.

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"Please, please go back, you don't have to do this." I reasoned and begged holding the bottle as a threat.

"Come on babe, just one n-"

"Don't call me that! And please remember, my dad respects you a lot!" I pointed out when he was an arms length away from me.

"But I love you." He said.

"No! Stay away! Stay away!" I screamed and stroke the bottle on the wall and waved it to his face.

"Babe, you don't scare me." He smirked.

"Stop calling me that!" I yelled as wisps of hair fell into my face. He made made a quick action to jump on me but I accidentally shoved the broken glass into his stomach.

With trembling lips, I stared at what I had done. I think I should buy some snacks to forget about it..what do you think?

Anyway, I screamed and ran out of the room not because I heard the ice cream truck, because I was scared.

I woke up in a start, panting like a puppy, trying to calm my heartbeat. Then all of of a sudden, I was pulled back by muscular arms and my back collided with a hard chest.

I couldn't and didn't want to withdraw, because the embrace was more warm and heat calming. And I laid there deep in thought, I swear I saw him at the mall!

He is back!

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Who is back?

See y'all in the next chapter! And the other characters will make their appearance!

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