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.