42–His Hands All Over My Body
Nora:
His bedroom was shrouded in darkness, with heavy purple curtains and a large bed dominating the center of the room. The walls were adorned solely with ancestral picture frames, devoid of any images of his immediate family, not even his brothers.
“Here,” he tossed me onto the couch by the window, then handed me the laptop from the table nearby. Instead of simply flicking on the lights, he leaned over the couch and pulled apart the curtains.
“Start typing!” he commanded, folding his arms over his chest and fixing his gaze on me.
“I haven’t even freshened up yet,” I protested, watching as he remained motionless, not even blinking.
I was still trying to shake off the scent of his bedroom. It was as if he had saturated the walls with it. The gentle aroma of sandalwood enveloped the room, and now I found myself inhaling it.
“It’s not like it would make any difference,” his comment made me frown. Determined not to let him bully me, I attempted to stand up, but he casually pushed me back, and I landed back on the couch.
“What is wrong with you? I’m not your captive,” I frowned at him and I could tell that he didn’t like me talking back to him.
“Move, and she loses her job,” he said, resting his foot on the couch after removing his shoe and then leaning menacingly over. The fact that even when so aggressive, he first made sure he didn’t leave any
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dirt on his couch said a lot about him.
“That’s unfair,” I remarked.
“Then you shouldn’t have intervened. Now it’s up to you,” he muttered, refusing to budge until I sighed and rolled my eyes.
“Fine,” I hissed, and he withdrew his foot. He stretched and cracked his knuckles before focusing on me again,
“Make sure you don’t touch any of my stuff, and don’t dirty any of my belongings,” he warned, clarifying why he always carried napkins. He would swiftly clean his possessions whenever needed.
“Can I at least go and change into something more comfortable?” I had to cover my chest as the cold wind from behind made my nipples harden.
“Huh?” He turned around to focus on me, finally noticing what I was talking about. He looked away nonchalantly, displaying no emotions on his face, and then sighed.
“Don’t be overdramatic. I won’t be in the room for now. If by the time I come back and you’ve done half of the work, I’ll give you a break to go change,” he shrugged, fixing his hair with his fingers in the mirror before exiting the room.
I was in disbelief. “What an idiot!” I groaned, twisting my ring to let Akira calm me down and warm me up.
‘I suggest you take something from his closet. You can’t leave me hanging because I’m afraid you’ll forget to fix the ring again,‘ she was right. I couldn’t take any risks now that I didn’t know which of the brothers was desperate enough to kick me out, even if it meant losing the monster baby they could have used to make the monster surrender.
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I walked over to his closet and noticed he had several hoodies on
display. I grabbed a grey one and rubbed it between my palms, it was made of soft fabric and still carried his scent, indicating he hadn’t washed it after wearing it.
‘Ah! So the ones in the front are supposed to go for a wash,‘ I commented to myself. ‘If I wear something new and clean, he’ll get angry,‘ I reasoned, deciding to wear the gray hoodie in my hands as it was relatively clean compared to the other clothes.
As I put it on, it felt like I was being embraced by someone comforting. I sighed and took my seat. Despite feeling hungry, I began typing the words from the file into his laptop. I knew he could have done it himself, he had done it before.
I even wondered if he was feasting and relaxing while I was doing his work for him?
With all the thoughts swirling in my head, I kept going for about two hours until I heard footsteps approaching the bedroom. I felt proud of myself because I had written quite a lot in those two hours. I applied what I had learned from school and made the document extremely organized.
“Look! I’m almost done already,” I cheered as Silas arrived, his head buried in his phone.
“Hmm, how much is left? Because I want you out of my room soon,” he muttered under his breath, seeming disinterested as always.
“Just a little more,” I replied, feeling disappointed when he didn’t compliment me on my writing speed. That was rude of him.
He reached his closet and slipped his phone into his pocket before pausing briefly.
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“Did you go through my closet?” His tone hardened, and as he turned to look at me, shock registered on his face.
I was taken aback that he was finally showing some emotion. He stood frozen, staring at me blankly.
“Oh yeah, I was feeling cold, so I grabbed something from the dirty clothes. Don’t worry, you’ll get it back once it’s washed.” I replied cheerfully, not realizing it would be such a big deal. However, I didn’t know how sensitive he could be.
I must have been too naive to ignore all the times the brothers had shown their hatred for me.
“Take it off,” he finally spoke up in his low, threatening voice.
“I will, don’t worry. It’s not like I’m stealing it,” I rolled my eyes, quickly typing to finish the work and leave the room to return his precious hoodie.
“I said take it off now,” he repeated, causing me to raise my head and stare at him in bewilderment.
“Fine,” after a few seconds passed, I realized it wasn’t a good idea to test him.
As I began to put the laptop away, he rushed towards me, not even waiting when I told him I would take it off myself.
And the next thing I knew, his hands were all over me.