Chapter Thirty Eight - Carry you

ROSITA LAUREN’S POV

I don’t know why the master and I came to this. He invited me inside to have a drink and stay on the terrace where we could watch the view before us.

We were silent and were comfortable with each other’s presence while standing inches away from each other.

The breeze of the winds was on my hair as I closed my eyes, it gives me this refreshing feeling that the city couldn’t give.

And I wanted to clear my head because I was thinking about strange stuff that I wasn’t supposed to be thinking about, especially about the statements that my master keeps on telling me.

It’s making me blush and think about things that I’m sure weren't his intentions, but how could I control myself when he speaks that way?

“Master, thank you for saving me a while ago again, if you didn’t come, I don’t know what will happen to me,” I sincerely told him while drinking that sparkling wine.

“And I have this feeling that you brought me here because you wanted me to relax and forget about wh