Chapter 39: Loneliness
Loneliness
Reiner grabbed his butler uniform and quickly headed for his own room under the excuse of needing to
change out of his wet clothes. In reality, he
needed to be alone and away from Natalia. He entered his room and locked the door behind him. Once
the door was closed, Reiner slumped down
onto the floor leaning back against the door of his room.
“Natalia...” Reiner panted her name with his eyes closed as he unbuckled his belt. Then he rapidly
unzipped his pants to free his ginormous throbbing
shaft from the restrictive fabric. He looked at his erect tool, the proof of his desire to make love to
Natalia. Pretending not to feel anything while
touching her soft naked body was now taking a toll on his own body and mind. He had to escape from
Natalia’s side before his carnal urges took over.
It’s only my second day with her and | already want to fuck her. Worst, | already fucked her with my
fingers until she came. I''m still surprised at myck
of restraint when I''m around her. Although, keeping true to my word, she did ask for it. Hearing her
scream out Edward’s name while they mated crazily
when she moaned out my name passionately is
going to make it much harder than | thought. Unfortunately, | can understand a bit now why Edward
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could not resist his urge to go all the way with her.
Raising his palm to his nose, Reiner could still smell the smell of her skin mixed with the smell of her
soap on his hand, bringing back memories of his
recent y with Natalia. He felt desire stir in his loins as his cock hardened and grew bigger. Grabbing
his heated cock in his hand, he started to
stroke it up and down...
Laura just finished dressing me up to look pretty much like a little doll. I let her pick out my outfit for the
day and she chose a camelia patterned pastel
pink knee-length dress for me. She matched that with somefortable sandals and a wide-brim hat.
“Mydy should rx out in the garden. | can help serve tea and some snacks, of course. The weather
today is nice...and umm...Master Lucien has
ordered, | mean, requested for you to stay home for today...” Laura suggested in a timid voice
I see. Lucien looked overly worried when he visited me at the hotel. Passing me a “request” through my
maid is a signal that
this request was not up for negotiation. If he told me directly, then he would have to hear my protests or
answer to my
questions. I wish I could see more of Lucien and soon. He’s been too busytely; he’s not even home
today.
I looked at my reflection in the mirror. Although, I am not 100% in love with my dolled-up look, I do
appreciate Laura’s effort
to cheer me up. Dressing me up and encouraging me to enjoy afternoon tea in the garden in order to
ease my boredom and
depression of staying at home all day at Lucien’s request. Laura is genius of all maids.
“T’ll be heading to the garden then,” I told her as I smiled back.
“Yes. I will set up your afternoon tea for your shortly,” Laura said with a slight bow.
Sorry Laura, I have other ns in mind besides having afternoon tea. Luckily, Reiner didn’t seem to be
around anymore. I just
want to have some alone time right now to reflect on things. I headed out of the house and headed
towards themon
garden of the family’s estate. The garden was huge and was divided into a few zones including the
French style garden
including a pretty cool maze, the green house where rare flowers and herbs were cultivated, and the
general garden zone with
winding small walkways with trees and flowers on both sides.
During the short time that my mother and I lived together on this estate before she tragically passed
away, we would spend a
lot of time together in the garden. My mother’s favorite zone was the greenhouse due to her interest in
herbs. For me, my
favorite zone is the French style garden because of the maze. Zak and I yed hide and seek together
a lot in the maze when
we were younger. However, the zone that I was headed towards at this moment is the general zone.
There is a secret spot
there that mother and I liked to escape to in order to spend quality time alone. When I was younger, I
didn’t realize that my
mother probably wanted to be away from the prying eyes of the maids and other family members, but
now I understand her
feelings all too well.
Found it. The tree that I’ve been looking for. I haven’t been here for years but the tree looks the same
as I remembered in my
precious memories. To be honest, there is nothing super special about this tree except that it had a
branchrge and low
enough that I could ess with a climb and sit on while I watched the sunset.
Sorry Laura, I’m going to ruin the dress that you picked out so carefully for me. I hiked the skirt up a bit
as I began to climb up
the tree. The climb was not hard or high since the branch was just slightly above my head. Of course,
the climb was more
exciting when I was smaller and the branch seemed like it was much higher up. I got on the branch
without much of a struggle.
Sitting on the branch while dangling my legs really does bring back memories of my mother and the
time we spent here
together.
I feel so lonely, Mummy.
Tears were already in my eyes and threatening to pour. I guess I’ve been holding them in all this time. I
knew from real life
experience that crying wouldn’t bring my mother back but that doesn’t mean that I don’t cry over her
death sometimes.
However, today I’m crying for a different reason.
**Beep Beep**
A text message?
“Lucien told me that you want to terminate your internship at theb.”
Such an emotionless text. Is that a question, a statement or...what is it? Edward, I can never tell what
you’re thinking.
--To be continued.