Episode 10

Damian stood in the center of the Pavilion, his body drenched from top to bottom.

He had been transfixed by the sight before him, rendered silent while observing the tiny creature humming in blissful contentment.

The petite figure swayed so gracefully, seemingly overjoyed in its solitude.

Leticia, as if seeing a ghost, watched Damian stand with his soaked body in her pavilion.

"Sir! What brings you here?!" she cried out in fear, clutching at her towel tightly.

She was certain she had locked the pavilion door, yet somehow Damian had managed to open it.

Alarmed, Leticia regarded Damian with a wary, piercing gaze.

"I knocked so loudly, why didn't you open up?" Damian inquired, his voice even and with a slight edge.

His gaze remained sharp upon Leticia, his jaw clenching as if to restrain his anger.

"The rain was pouring so heavily, I didn't hear...why have you come here? You shouldn't be here!" Leticia said, her apprehension evident.

"I forced the door open, I called out and no one responded!" Damian's tone remained flat.

"What business do you have here? If you need anything, you could've just sent Janet to call for me!" Leticia observed the pavilion door, now damaged.

Her sense of peace disrupted, the pavilion was no longer her safe haven.

"I wish to get dressed, just tell me what you require...I will attend to it later!" Leticia said, still on guard.

She noticed how the pavilion floor was getting wet from the water dripping off Damian's soaked form.

Damian, without responding, marched towards Leticia's bathroom.

Startled, Leticia stepped away from her spot, her fear escalating.

Damian entered Leticia's small bathroom, closing the door behind him.

What does he want? thought a pale Leticia, feeling unsafe.

Hastily, she darted into her room, slipping on her undergarments as quickly as possible, then her clothes with equal speed. Overcome with fear, she was terrified Damian might harm her.

Her heart was unsteady, and outside the rain pounded relentlessly.

There was no escape in this storm.

The bathroom door flung open, and Damian emerged, clad only in Leticia's small, dry towel.

The towel barely covered Damian's sensitive areas, being too small for his size.

Leticia was shocked to see Damian half-naked.

Frozen in terror, she felt doomed, completely undone.

Her body shook with fear as she frantically thought how to escape the pavilion if Damian intended any malice.

Damian walked to the pavilion door, realigning the door he had previously forced open to its original position.

Once the door was fixed, he strode towards Leticia's room.

"Sir!" Leticia shouted, attempting to block Damian from entering her room.

"What do you want? You can’t enter my room!!" she exclaimed.

"This is my pavilion...what right do you have to deny me roaming in it?" Damian said with a hint of sternness.

Pushing past the room's door, Damian entered.

He snatched the towel Leticia had used earlier, using it to dry off his damp hair, then tossed it carelessly onto a chair in the corner of the room.

Climbing onto Leticia's bed, he pulled the duvet over himself, concealing his body beneath it.

Leticia screamed, unable to believe Damian would lay in her bed.

"Sir, why are you sleeping in my room! You are breaking your own contract rules!"

Damian remained silent, his eyes shut.

Leticia was aghast at the sight of Damian nonchalantly sleeping in her bed.

To be continued...

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