When the morning fully bloomed, Alessa was called downstairs to the main kitchen by Mrs.Rafferty. There she was served a full plate of breakfast.“I heard you were only having one meal a day girl. Well, that’s not allowed in this household. Kyle has demanded you eat at least three meals a day.” She berated her. “Eat up.”So she did, keeping her eyes on all the doorways in the dining room to see if Kyle would join her. After all, this was breakfast time at the mansion, but there was no sign of him. That night, Alessa noticed the bed in the new room caused her to have a sleepless night. Of course, she was overthinking about her blunder with Jason but the softness of the bed didn’t help any. She was used to the hardness that her dungeon mattress provided. So finally at three in the morning, she made her way to the kitchen to get water and maybe something to drink.When she made her way down, she saw Kyle and James. Kyle was on his laptop, typing, while James was watching basketball, and
The party preparations were in full swing. James was running the show front and center and using it as a way to get Alessa to talk to him. “The venue is going to be an old castle!” James offered up without Alessa asking when they ran into each other in the hallway. “Great, have fun setting all that up.” Alessa rolled her eyes.“Apparently, Kyle is giving your picture to the guards so they can stop you.” He laughed.“He can waste his money any way he likes. I will not be showing up!” Alessa said. However, her words were turning out to be a lie. Madison had bought her a shiny blue gown and a mask to match it. So when she got to the PHAT office that day, she was forced to try it all on as Madison shoved her into the bathroom in her office. When Alessa squeezed into the gown and emerged from the bathroom, Madison gasped!“I knew blue was your color! It’s so shiny too.” She continued to admire.Alessa walked towards the mirror in the corner of the bathroom and saw herself in an off-sho
The guards did indeed stop both the girls at the door.“Please remove your mask.” One of the much taller and burlier guards demanded, putting his hand out in front of the doorway.“I am John Danny’s special friend, I think I am okay to go in,” Madison said, opening her mask to reveal her face before hiding it again. “Yes, Miss.Kelly. Please go ahead.” He let his hands down. “You on the other hand,” he turned to Alessa, “we need to verify the identity.”“She is my friend. I have the okay from John Danny to bring her with me.” Madison butted in.“Still need to verify her identity.” “Is that really necessary? My friend has a bit of an injury on her face. She is embarrassed.” Madison lied. “Doesn’t matter!”“You're going to say no to“—Madison brought her voice to a whisper—“John Danny’s fiancée?”“What are you saying?” Alessa also whispered, thinking of Madison. “That’s supposed to be well hidden.”The guard just laughed. “I don’t care who you are. I only take orders from Kyle Danny. R
Alessa ran toward the tall Camelot building, parking in the streets Willy-nilly. It was 12:01 and she feared Kyle’s cleaning crew was expected to be as punctual as he was. She was right. There was a group of people all wearing the same yellow clothes waiting outside the main gate. One of them, texting on their phone.“Stop!” She yelled. “Don’t text anyone. I am here.” She dashed towards the crew, holding her blue gown up high as she did to make sure the puffy long bottoms didn’t trip her. Then huffing and puffing, she swiped her PHAT card, which had been programmed to work for Camelot since the day they merged, at the gate keypad. The keypad beeped a few times, flashed a green dot and the doors clicked. “Thank you, ma’am! I was just about to text Kyle.” “It’s a good thing you didn’t. I’ll do it for you. I’ll call.”She sighed with relief and she also wanted to hear his voice.She pushed Kyle’s name in her phone screen, and waited, with bated breath, for his voice to sound off on
Alessa led Kyle to the nearest train station to catch their first train. Kyle trailed behind her cautiously.She led him down the sticky and dirty staircase that led to the equally sticky and dirty station. Unfortunately for Kyle, it was peak rush hour, so when they got to the station it was full of people, waiting to get onto the next train. The small platform barely had room for them all. Thankfully, a brick wall behind them had a TV screen that indicated the next train was on its way in two minutes.“That is nuts!” Kyle observed looking around. “This is New York. True New York. Not the New York you see from your ivory tower. This is my New York.” Alessa smiled taking in the humid stench of the subway. “Maybe I should show you my New York next,” Kyle said, staring at a gentleman with several face piercings and blue hair.“I see that New York every day. I am not a fan of it.” Alessa scoffed. “Look, the train!” Kyle smiled away from Alessa and she couldn’t help but mimic him. The
“Shit, he already left for another meeting!” Kyle said, looking at his phone, in the middle of the hustling and bustling Times Square.“Oh, now what?” Alessa asked.“Oh well, can’t be helped. What did you need to do here?” “I needed to go to a fabric store but I think it’s closed on Mondays.” Alessa was also on her phone looking up at the store, which showed a red “closed on Mondays” on her screen. “Now what?” Alessa asked. “We are in the most New York place there is. Maybe we can explore. Show me your New York.”“Okay!” Alessa smiled. “First thing first, you need to try a bagel here. You can literally go into any of the bagel shops and you will not get a bad bagel.” Alessa began walking, and as she expected, Kyle followed behind her. She led him out of the busy street into one of the smaller, slightly quieter streets. She saw the first shop and turned in.At the corner, she said to an uninterested teen, “Two jalapeños and cheese bagels with egg and cheese please.” “Is this food h
Alessa assisted Kyle as they made their way back to the mansion. Anytime they were sitting on a subway, or on a bench Kyle asked to rest before walking, he placed his head on Alessa's shoulders to sleep. She kept him close by linking her arms with his as they made their trip back.Once they did come back home, she took him up to his room. His room was grand. It was probably bigger than Alessa’s and Madison's apartment. It had a fireplace in the corner, above which there was a large TV, collecting dust. In the corner, Kyle had a large wooden desk and on the wall, there were rows and rows of books. This area looked like it was used more than his bed, which was nearly made with a dark maroon duvet. Alessa ruined the tautly tucked duvet and helped Kyle into the bed. Kyle loosed his tie and undid all the buttons of his shirt, exposing his six-pack torso. Of course, this torso couldn’t handle a bagel and sugar. It’s never consumed that before. “Stop ogling me while you get me into bed,”
Alessa made it a point not to show up at Camelot at 6:30 on the dot. She was officially protesting. So when she declined Kyle’s fifth phone call at 7:15, she was proud of herself. So proud, she decided to treat herself to a pancake breakfast the cooks had made. As she ate her first bit of the delicious cinnamon stack pancakes, someone grabbed her arm to stop her from eating more.“Breakfast time is over. Work now! I’ve already waited almost an hour chasing you down!” Kyle barked.“I never agreed—““Are you coming or am I forcing you?” He cut her off. Angry.“Forcing me? How are you going to—“Again he did not let her finish. He put one of his hands under Alessa's legs and another on their back and scooped her up. “Like this!” Alessa wiggled her feet but Kyle was unaffected. He began walking out of the kitchen, and none of the staff stopped him. They just giggled “Put me down!” Alessa yelled.“Nope,” Kyle looked straight ahead, his face confronted into a smile.“I won’t do any work!