Manipulated (1)

I didn't see Milo or Maximo for the next couple of days. Milo still sent me little gifts here and there and messages to check on me. Every single day I woke up, there was always a rose on my bedside table.

I would have deluded myself into thinking that he personally brought me the rose but I knew better. I doubted he had even been ten feet near the penthouse.

That particular morning, I woke up to Anya making me breakfast. She had been turned into my personal chef by Milo. There were cameras in other places in the penthouse other than my bedroom.

Otherwise, how would have Milo realized that I really liked Anya and I wanted her close at all times?

As we were chatting in the kitchen, the elevator dinged indicating someone had come in. There weren't too many people that came into the penthouse so I went to check who it was.