Chapter 7 His Slave

Chapter 7: His Slave

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I don't know how many hours I stayed and locked in this room until I heard the clinging sound of the keys from the outside. 

From laying down on the bed, I get up to face who's the one trying to open up the door room. 

It didn't take a half minute for it to open and the face of Dominic greeted me. 

I slapped him immediately.

"How dare you lock me up here?!" I shouted. I can't help it though. 

Imagine, I stayed here for hours, almost twenty-four hours without food or even water, given that I didn't eat a meal last night. 

I'm so hungry. I'm starving.

"Shut up! Here's your food." He handed me a food tray. There's a plate that there's one cup serving of rice, a side dish, and main course, there's also a fruit, and a cup of water.

The water splashed out a bit because of the slap that I did to him.

I grabbed the food tray and placed it on the side table, but I didn't let him out just like that. I wanted an explanation.