His Slave

Chapter 5

I heard a knock at my door, but I was to tired and I thought I was hearing things. Then I heard another one and then another.

Let's say ten in a row.

I wore some warm clothes and went at the door.

"What, it's 3 am" I said rubbing my tired eyes with my knuckles. "I'm not late, am I?"

"Pack some clothes and come downstairs in ten minutes" Sam said leaving me confused at the door.

I narrowed my eyes and was about to ask him why, but he was long gone.

I packed some of my clothes and went downstairs to see Sam with two big luggage on his hands.

He went outside and I followed him. There was a car waiting for us and I got in without asking any question. Nah, with who am I kidding, I was too curious.

"Where are we going?" I asked as Sam gave me an irritated look. Yeah Mr. McGrumpy spill it.

"Britain" He finally said as I was more confused than before. Britain? Why? I didn't apply for a job on Britain,but for one here in America.

For God's sake I don't want to go to Britain,dad would kill me.

As I was thinking I didn't realize that we were already at the airport. Sam paid the driver and we passed security. Then we got in the plane and unfortunately mine and Sam's seat were next to each other.

He's rich,couldn't he buy a ticket for a seat at least 1 km away?

The plane flew away and I was looking at the view from the window when someone touched me from behind.

I turned around to face the person and I couldn't believe who I saw.

"Thorn?" I asked surprised as he grinned.

"Natalie, what are you doing here?" He asked as I rolled my eyes and I didn't miss Sam glaring at Thorn.

"Going to Britain, just like you'"

"Awesome" He said and we started to talk. Thorn was going to Britain to visit his parents and was probably staying there for one week. I never told him why I was here, because I simply didn't know.

Thorn was sleeping and I was bored. I wanted to wake him up, but he looked so adorable.

"Why are we going to Britain?" I asked as Sam faced me in annoyance. His piercing green eyes locked into mine and his perfectly brushed, black hair made him look more formal than anyone I've ever seen.

"Do you have sclerosis? You knew I needed to meet the so called Queen of England" He said as I nod and then Thorn's head appeared in the middle of us.

"My dad knows her, he can leave you a meeting or something" He asked as Sam observed at him for some seconds and pushed his head as Thorn rubbed it.

"I don't need your help kiddo" Mr
McGrumpy said as I crossed my arms at my chest as he didn't even bother to say sorry or even look at me.

"Listen here, I know you're Mr. Reynolds or what the heck, but I don't care. You don't treat my friends like that?" I said as he nod and then opened his laptop and.

I don't know what he even does there.

"By the way I'm not a kid, I'm 23 years old" Thorn said appearing his head again with a annoyed look on his face, but Sam didn't bother much.

"I don't care"

Thorn started to copy his moves and make funny faces behind him as I burst into laughters.

Sam faced both of us "Stop, I'm trying to concentrate here"

And Thorn copied that too, making me laugh.

The the stewardess served us food and drinks. Me and Thorn chatted all the way to Britain about stupid things, but Sam didn't say anything.

For a moment I thought I felt his eyes on me, but maybe I was wrong, because when I looked at Sam he was staring at his computer.

The pilot confirmed us that we landed successfully as I heard Sam whisper a finally.

I got out of the plane and I stepped in Britain. I've never been abroad before and things were different there.

"Maid, take my luggage and send them to the limo waiting outside,I have some bussines to take care of"

"My name is Natalie...N-A-T-A-L-I-E" I said lifting his one hundred pounds luggage.

"I can spell, but teach it to your kid friend" He said disappearing in the crowd as I walked at the airport's door and saw a limo standing at the door and the driver with a card on his hand that read Sam Reynolds.

I went over the man and told him who I was as he let me get in and taking Mr. McGrumpy's things. He was a tall man, bald, muscular and maybe in his late 30.

"How do you know I was really Sam's maid? As far as you know I could have been lying" I asked as he laughed.

"I've known Sam for years and he's the only man who makes ladies hold his things. He may be cold or grumpy or even irritated all the time, but believe me he's a great man"

Yeah a great man. I would use idiot instead of great, that would suit more, but yeah.

After some minutes Sam appeared in front of us and got in the car with his grumpy look on his face. What's wrong with this person?

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A/N- I hope you liked this chapter.Don't forget to vote & comment

-Jay