𝟑𝟎 𝐃𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐥

~~ 19. ~~

            She knocked on the door but there was no reply. She knocked again and listened to hear any sound that ask her to go in. But none came. She sighed and knock for the third time and it was quiet. No reply. She kind of felt worried so she turned the knob and the door was open. She pushed it and entered the room.

            His room was very large. It was almost the same size as his private living room. And it had the same wall colour. Black and white. Everything in the room is either black or white and it was beautiful.

              Everything in the room was spotless. The floor was marble and it was polished to the core. The lights in the room could blind the eyes. There was three medium size couches in the room. Two opposite another. There was a centre table made of polished wood and foam and it was also painted black and white. An empty flower vase was on it with a remote. There was a large plasma TV that seem too large to be in a room. It was almost the same size as the one in the two living rooms downstairs. And it was positioned perpendicular to the couches but directly opposite the bed so someone could sit on the bed and watch the TV. The wardrobe is painted in polished white and the drawers beside the bed were white.

             The bed was king size and it was almost in the middle of the room. It has a white bedsheet but a comforter with a black and white pattern. And underneath it is a black rug. There are four pillows on the bed and she wondered why he needed four pillows.

             Her eyes moved to the white drawer beside his bed where there is an expensive-looking lamp. And around the lamp were pictures of his mother and another older version of his mother which she assumed must be his grandmother. There all looked beautiful. Only one of the photos had him with his mother and grandmother.

             On the walls was Art painting. She read that rich people buy paintings and keep them as a way of saving money. And maybe that is why his room had different Art paintings. The one that caught her attention the most is that of an eagle. She doesn't understand what the paintings are. But she likes the one with the painting of an eagle in black and white colour. She loves how the bird spread its wings. And the painting is above Demilade bed.

              She was still admiring the beauty and the work when someone coughed. And she noticed Demilade standing beside the door that led to the en suite bathroom.

             And she quickly stood straight. And that was when she noticed he is shirtless. He have a blue towel tied around his torso and water was dripping in a beautiful pattern down his abs and face. He used the towel in his hand to clean his face.

             She knew he was handsome but it was like she just confirms how handsome he is. A handsome man with perfect abs that is perfectly structured and perfect strong arm muscles... And a fucking billionaire. Why does he have it all? Sometimes life isn't fair. Some have the look but no luck and money while some had the money but no look. And here someone got them both. But his attitude ruins the two.

              And for the first time, his attitude didn't matter. The handsome man in front of her matters. She hit her head for having such thoughts. She was even ogling the man.

"What are you doing in my room?" He asked. He didn't seem angry like she expected. His voice just had no emotion in it.

"Uhm.." She suddenly forgot why she was there. She had lost her sense of thinking just because she sees a man half-naked.

            He raised a brow at her and it made something shift inside of her. Her stomach fluttered and she couldn't help but look away. She was making a fool out of herself staring at the man and she had even lost her speech.