Chapter 33

CHAPTER THIRTY THREE

ROXANNE

“Good morning Ma'am and this is your breakfast tray,” An handsome man said as he placed the tray on the bedside chest.

“Oh my days. Are you real?” I whisper as I reach out to touch his cheek.

“Um err yes ma'am,” he said as he stepped away from me, bewilderment evident on his face as he watched me.

Screw Ryker. Who knew he had gorgeous people up here and he had been hoarding them.

“You're beautiful, almost surreal,” I said to him and I could see him go pink in the nose.

Talk about them, the sorts of people you bite on their lips and they feel the pleasure in their neck instead. Now I'm not even judging.

“Thank you ma'am.”

“Nah those credits have to go to your mom or something. Not me. I stated the obvious,” I said.

I took the tray that was covered in all sorts of beautiful foods and held it close to me. My eyes welled up with tears as I gazed at all the meals that seemed to have been made by Artemis herself.

It felt good to perceive good food again and by