Kapitel 5: Five
The floor I sat on was made of wood, it was cold but it didn't bother me. Maybe this was his home, or his condo? I couldn't tell but I did know it was on top of some building since we took an elevator to get here. I'm guessing it was midnight since I didn't hear anyone all the way here.
A dragging sound caught my attention, most likely a stool or a chair.
"Have you heard of Lexus Xander before?" Lexus, my owner asked me. The name sounded familiar yet strange.
"It's a unique name."
"You mean to say weird." I heard some liquid being poured into a glass, "Weird just like the people who gave me the name."
"It's a powerful name. If I'm correct both names are from Greek Origin that show power and authority."
"Are they now?" He seemed unamused but I couldn't be so sure just from his voice. "Then Rosalie Yuki, what about your name?"
"What about my name?"
"Who named you? And why choose such different origins for it?"
"I really don't know."
I heard him stand up and walk towards me.
Standing in front of me he lifted up my chin, "Maybe it's because of your hair or perhaps those red lips?" He kissed me softly yet my body trembled. "Is it not?"
"I-I don't know." I gulped as he let my chin go and walked behind me, clapped his hands once and then took off my blinds.
Suddenly being exposed to lights, even though they were dim after so long made me wince and shut my eyes in response.
Slowly I opened them again and let them adjust. A big lounge was in front of me with wall-sized windows. A round couch that faced the LED on the wall. That little couch area was carpeted and the view behind the window, with flickering lights in the darkness of the night, was magnificent.
I looked to my left where there was a bar counter with three stools, along with rows of fine wine on the shelves behind it. To my right, a bit back was the kitchen.
Next to the wall sized windows, at the end of the lounge were stairs that led to the second floor.
I finally looked back at the handsome man staring down at me, he had beautiful features, grey eyes and jet black hair with a stubble and sharp jawline. He wore a suit but apparently had taken off his coat, his tie a bit loose and his aura cold, just like his icy gaze. He crouched down to my level.
"I wonder why they didn't name you hazel? Like your eyes?"
I couldn't answer him. Why was he so interested in colors?
Oh.
I then noticed how everything in his penthouse was of black and white shade. He too blended in the scene quite well.
He stood up and offered me his hand, I glanced at his eyes, there was no way to read them, dark and quiet they were. I took his hand and he pulled me up.
"Do you know how to cook?"
"No."
"You're utterly useless then." His tone was monotonous yet his words were harsh.
"I believe I was not sold as a cook."
He smirked, grabbed my wrist with his right hand and pulled me closer roughly, "You were sold as a sex slave." He caressed my neck with his other hand and whispered in my ear, "I have too many women to give me that. You, " He looked at me, "You will entertain me in other ways."
His gaze made me shiver. If I were to give him a name, 'A handsome devil.'
Geschenke
-- Geschenk
erhalten Wöchentlicher Energiestatus
-- Power-
Rangliste 
-- Power-
Stein