C6 Chapter six

Giulia's POV

“Oh no!” I exclaimed as the raindrops began to touch my skin. The rain seemed to get heavier and I scrambled for shade. I hadn't gotten to the shade when I heard my name.

“Giulia.” The voice called in a very harsh matter. I looked around but I didn't see anyone.

He called again, and this time, a heavy out pour followed.

Jesus! Where am I?

That was when I opened my eyes to see that I had been dreaming. The sun rays from the window hit my eyes, and they fluttered helplessly.

I finally managed to open my eyes and saw Don Antonio looking down at me with narrowed eyes. He held a huge jug which he passed on to Lorenzo the moment he saw that I opened my eyes.

I soon realized how drenched I was. The heavy out pour of rain in my dream was Don Antonio emptying a jug of water on me.

I stood immediately with water dripping from my body to the ground, I was so drenched.

“You sleep a lot.” Don Antonio muttered with a blank expression.

“I'm so sorry,” I answered with a bow.

He took a step forward with both hands in his pocket. “You didn't sign a contract with me just to sleep, did you?”

“No master, I'm dee…”

“You signed up to be my companion, not to sleep around Giulia.” He paused to let his words sink in. “If this happens again, you'll serve me from the dungeon.”

He then walked away, and I was left with Lorenzo, who called for maids to clean up and take the jugs out.

Don Antonio had poured four full jugs of water on me. How did I sleep this much?

“You have fifteen minutes to get ready, miss, you'll be joining Don Antonio at the table. Don't keep him waiting.”

He looked at me for some time before turning to walk to the door. He held the door handle and stopped.

“Don't get too comfortable Giulia, don't.” He said without turning to look at me and left.

I was beginning to see why he asked me not to get too comfortable on the first day, Don Antonio was toxic.

I quickly went to the bathroom. My bath had been prepared. I took my clothes off and walked into the bathtub.

The water was warm, this was just what I needed after being drenched by my so-called master. I took my soap and spread it all over me.

My mind drifted to last night's incident and I flushed with embarrassment. I still can't believe that I fell for that and ended up giving him a massage.

I walked out of the shower a few minutes later and walked to my dressing mirror. A dress had already been prepared for me.

I looked at the dress for some time before walking to pick it up.

I hope this is better than the rest!

The dress was terrible, it was worse than I imagined. This time the dress wasn't clingy or transparent; the dress screamed slavery.

It was big, slack, and long.

“Miss,” a slender voice came after a knock.

“Come in.” I was pacing around angrily, what the hell was this?

“Your master asks that you be at the table now, miss; you are five minutes late.” The young lady said immediately she entered.

I gestured at the dress on the bed, I didn't want to say a word. My eyes were already clouded with tears due to frustration.

“I'm sorry, ma'am, this was what Don Antonio asked me to give you.”

“Why does he have to choose what I wear?” I muttered as I wiped the tears that rolled down my cheeks.

'It's because he owns you, Giulia!' My stupid mind answered.

“I don't know…”

“I'll wear it.” I cut her short as I picked the dress.

She excused me, and I threw the dress on, packed my hair in a grand style, and matched out of the room.

“Giulia!” Don Antonio called out the moment I entered. “ You are late”

I didn't say a word, I just stood and watched him. I let my eyes roam around and they locked with Lorenzo's.

“Too comfortable.” He mouthed to nobody's hearing in a way only I could understand and looked away.

Don Antonio drew his chair backward and walked to where I stood. He looked me over and a smile curled his lips. He looked satisfied with what he saw.

“I thought you'd refuse my dress.” He said with a slightly triumphant smile that disappeared immediately.

I kept a blank expression and looked him straight in the eye as he spoke.

He leaned forward and whispered to my ears. “ Turns out you became a good girl after yesterday's encounter.”

I still didn't say a word. He gestured towards the table and I walked there as he trailed

from behind.

I was about to draw out the chair and he held my hand.

“What kind of a gentleman will I be if I let you do this yourself?”

I looked at him in awe as he drew the chair out and asked me to sit.

I bent low majestically to sit but I never reached the chair. I went straight to the ground and I heard Don Antonio laugh out loud for the first time.

Even his laughter was perfect but that didn't stop me from getting mad.

I tried to get up but the stupid dress I was wearing made it difficult. I managed to lift my body, and when I tried to hold the chair to gain balance I slipped on my dress and fell flat.

This time, he didn't laugh; he stretched his arm to help me up, but I ignored him. I packed the dress and managed to stand up.

The hand of the dress was sagging and falling off. I angrily drew it back in place and stood in front of Antonio.

I opened my mouth to say something but no pleasant word came to mind. They'll only cause more trouble if they slip out of my tongue.

I hate you!

To hell with you!

Stupid, stupid, stupid man!

My mind yelled but I dared not say a word. He looked back at me with an intensifying gaze as he waited for me to speak but I closed my mouth and walked past him, heading towards the door.

“Giulia! Come back here.” He called out, his voice surprisingly calm, but that didn't last long because I ignored him and kept walking to the door.

“Giulia!” He called out again, his voice was louder and angrier this time, and I stopped, but I didn't look back.

“What gave you the audacity to walk out on me?” I could hear him walk in my direction.

“What you did back there wasn't fair at all.” I was angry and pained.

The maids in the dining room hurried past me with their heads slightly bowed, and Lorenzo followed after, and it was just me and Don Antonio.

“And who are you to decide what's fair and what's not?”

I gulped and remained silent. I could feel him right behind me but I didn't turn around.

“Turn around, Giulia.” He muttered angrily.

I turned around slowly to face him. I raised my head high so I looked him in the eyes.

“Good girl.” He paused for a split second and continued. “I wanted a joke, and I made one with my pet… how is that unfair?” He asked with his brows raised.

“Answer me!” He yelled and I shook.

Tears rolled down my cheeks. “I'm sorry,” I whispered

“Here is me reminding you again that I own you. I don't care about your damn feelings, and whatever I do to you is not your business.” He lifted my already-dropping chin.

“ You owe me, and you are repaying what you owe, you are lucky that I decided not to lock you up.”

Fuck you! Fuck you, Antonio! I yelled mentally but my lips said something different. “I'm sorry.”

“Now, you'll join me at the table and eat with me.” He said and walked towards the table as I followed from behind.

We sat quietly at the table. As we ate, his mind seemed to drift away but did I care? Hell no!

We were eating quietly when someone barged into the room. It was the lady from last night...