I took a short nap. In that hour or so, a lot happened in my head.

" Romeo" I moaned. He was leaving soft kisses along my jaw, sparking lust between us.

" Yes, Bella?"

" Why do you tempt me?"

" Do you know why?"

" Why?"

" Because, I want to make you-" his voice went mute.

" Huh?"

" I want to make you-" His voice went mute again. His image went extremely fuzzy and my eyes opened again. I got extremely upset. But I was fine mostly. Stupid dreams. I sat up, very tired and very sad. I was sweating and not in my right mind. I sighed at what a mess I was. It was almost too much for me to handle. I took a cold shower, to take away my burn. I couldn't be thinking such things. I shouldn't. I sighed and sat at the edge of my bed. It was only 4 in the morning. Everyone woke up at 7. I decided to get my last few hours of sleep. I set the alarm and was off. It felt like I had slept for minutes before my alarm went off. I quickly showered and dressed, reporting to my duties. I always did as I was told and never objected. I got money everytime but I saved it and put it all away. I don't know what for. In total, I had over 4,000 euros. I never told anyone how much I had or how much I made. I continued the day like I always did. The man, Romeo, would stay for 3 nights. I continued helping Miranda and making it my personal agenda to keep our space in order, I sadly became less open. I always responded, but never indulged people. I kept seeing him everywhere I went. I continued my work. But he got close once, rubbing his hand against my thigh.

" Listen, I'm not that kind of maid."

" I know." He whispered. His look pierced through me. It frieghtened me. His predatory glance. I inched away. I spent my day on edge, leaving me to myself. I became less social. I sat at the edge of my bed as my door slowly open. I jumped and it happened to be my lord.

" How are you, really, Bella?" He asked calmly. My eyes shot down at my lap. He slipped in and closed the door behind him.

" I saw what happened." I couldn't speak.

" If something like that every happens to you, tell me." He whispered. I nodded. I wouldn't meet his eyes.

" Yet you still show me no sign of-"

" I'm ashamed, my lord. I'm ashamed at how he touched me. I'm also ashamed at the fact that I didnt tell you and how much it aroused me, my lord. As much as I hated it... I loved it." I whispered. We sat in silence.

" That is your body's reaction to intimate touching, Bella. It's not your fault."

" My lord... " I whispered. His eyes told me to continue.

" May I be informal?" He nodded, shrugging. He didn't seem to care. My head lie softly on his shoulder. He gave me a soft smile.

" Thank you, really. I don't know what I would do without you." I whispered.

" That's alright, love." He whispered. His hand stroked my head and back.

" My lord, may I once again be informal?"

" You keep asking I may want you to keep being informal."

" I have a crush on him... Romeo. It's just I didnt expect him to come off that way... and the first night he was here, he had woken me up, asking me to the kitchen where he had supposedly left something and most of what he did was stare at my chest all night, my lord... I don't know what to do... "

" Bella... I think if the only thing he's interested in is your body than he isn't worth your love. If all he wants is sex than why waste your heart on him?"

" My lord... it feels almost demeaning that he's such a good person with bad intentions."

" Some people are just like that. Please, let it go." He whispered. I nodded.

" I notice you save a lot."

" I do. It's just there isn't much I could think of spending it on. So it stays there."

" That's so weird seeing as to the fact that most of the other maids manage to spend everything the day they get it."

" My lord I have a question."

" Yes?"

" Why am I always like this?"

" You are 20 going on 21, am I correct?"

" Yes."

" You are just becoming a woman, so it is natural for you to feel this way for another person. You will still have horomones that have not stopped raging and therefore will want to release those feelings; that sexual frustration through sexual contact." I stay silent. I hadn't thought of such.

" My lord, so does that mean I need to find a boyfriend?"

" No. Boyfriends are very temporary. They can be gone easily within the next week. I wouldn't like to see your heart broken. I would love to see you married to somebody of class and status. But a family with humble beginnings would be great for you. I would not have you marry somebody unworthy of your hand. I couldn't stand if that actually happened."

" What about you?"

" Me what?"

" Could you be my husband?"

" If I wasn't already married, you would have been mine."

" What about... that guy?"

" Specify, Bella."

" Romeo." He paused.

" I don't think you would want to marry just because of sex. You must know the person. I doubt you will have that kind of time on hand."

" ... Why not?"

" Marriage is meant for people to actually love eachother, and grow old together, not just for the usage of your body."

" I don't think a man would want to marry me. I'm not much and men want beautiful women." Than, his face hardened. I had never seen this scary side of him.

" Just because you think lowly of yourself doesn't mean others do, Bella. In how many languages, gestures and ways must I tell you, you look fine. You are gorgeous." I turned my face from him, thinking he was just saying things. I honestly wasn't much to look at.