The Ruler's Love Contract

Sorry

My master walked closer and closer towards me. I also covered this chest by crossing both hands so as not to be seen by him. I was scared, afraid something was happening and out of control. We have no official ties.

"You're bathing yourself here?" ask with both hands on the edge of the bathtub.

"Sir, how did you get in and the bathroom was locked?" ask me and then turn my back on him.

He smiled a little and then looked at me with a strange look. "This is my apartment. It wasn't hard for me to open the locked one," he said then held onto both of my arms.

My body shakes because of what he did.

"Fine." He turned my body towards her.

"Master?"

We looked at each other, his sharp eyes like he wanted something from me. He also tidied this bangs with his fingers. I closed my eyes when I was touched.

"We're getting married, Ara. Isn't that better?"

What?!!!

Both of my eyes were wide open to hear his words. It is impossible for this to happen to us. It's only been a matter of days, but he's already invited me to get married.

"Sir, are you drunk?" askaku.

"Drunk?" It was like he was thinking for a moment. "Here I can't get drunk, Ara. It was so hot, how could I get drunk? Maybe if my country could," he said and began to trace my arm.

"Master, no!"

I immediately stood up from the bathtub as his fingers began to trace my arm. I feel amused to get a touch like this. However, it seems like I can't just run away.

"You intend to go again?" ask him who confronted me.

"Sir, you want to take a shower, don't you? You go first, I'm later," I said and passed.

"Mom!" He held my arm. "Why are you always like this? Why avoid me?" it was his question that confused me to answer what.

"Sir, this is not good for us. Sorry." I looked at him and let go of his hand.

"Nature ...."

I heard him say my name slowly. But I don't care, I just keep walking out the bathroom. And he seemed to be silent about my words.

Jeez ... If every day see his body open, long time I can be dizzy myself.

I closed the bathroom door and rushed to get dressed. I deliberately wear a short-sleeved negligee to facilitate my next activity. And while waiting for him to come out of the bathroom, I ate the food he had bought.

Does she really want to marry me?

I really still can't believe that she's going to marry me this fast. It felt like a very rare dream. I don't know why my heart was troubled when I remembered those words. Twice she wanted to make me a wife, twice I ignored her words. Not unwilling, but afraid if this was just his momentary desire. I want our marriage to be eternal.

Sir, I'm sorry. I don't want to rush him. I'm afraid of disappointment. I haven't had a love since High School. I'm not a rich girl either. You need a lot of consideration to make me a wife.

A breeze of lunch accompanied me who was eating in front of the dining table. I don't know what happened to her in the bathroom, I try not to care. I'm just doing my job like we agreed.

Time goes on non-stop. And today was exactly a week I was here. In a fancy city I just met. The place where my love story begins and blossoms.

My days are as usual as a rich handsome man's maid. Wake up in the morning, wash his clothes and prepare all his needs for work. My days of gratitude are immeasurable for being given such a gift. Where can I work and meet someone I've been wanting for a long time. Someone like a prince who helped me out of the suffering of this life. He's my own master, Rain.

A few days after the shower, my master changed his attitude. He came back cold and spoke as necessary. Even at lunch he did not come home. All day I just do my job without seeing it. He came home a few days ago when I was asleep. We rarely interact.

To be honest, I felt guilty about the change in her attitude. I should have answered his invitation to get married. But I ignored it like nothing happened. Maybe that's why he was cold to me.

"Hah .. It's ten o'clock in the night he hasn't come home yet."

Today is saturday. My master should have come home from evening. But apparently until ten o'clock he hasn't come back. I get restless if I stay like this for a long time.

Sir, why haven't you come home yet?

It feels sad if it is not considered. Maybe this is how I feel when I don't care. Now I stand looking at the city from the outside terrace of the apartment. I'm still waiting for him to come home tonight. I want to talk to him.

Why am I upset myself?

I held my wool coat tight so that it would not get cold at night. I was wearing a winter coat and thick pants. It turns out that the night here is very cold. I don't forget to wear socks so that my feet don't freeze because they're exposed to cold air.

Is that my master?!

Suddenly the apartment bell rang. I immediately ran to the door to open it. And it turns...

"Geez!" I saw my master being swept away by Jack.

"Miss, Mr. Rain is drunk." Jack told me.

"Jack, please quickly bring master into his room" I asked Jack.

Jack nodded. He immediately led my master into the room. Then after .. he immediately said goodbye.

"Miss, I guess Mr. Rain needs Miss. Excuse me." Jack said goodbye after laying down my master in bed.

"But, Jack—" I'm trying to contain his departure.

"Miss need not worry. Mr. Rain was just drunk. Excuse me, Miss. It's night." It's night." Jack really said goodbye to me.

I don't want to want to say it either. Jack finally left me with his drunk master. He came out of the apartment and I quickly locked the door from the inside. Then it went to my master in the room.

"Mr ...."

I immediately sat on the edge of the bed while rubbing his face. My master is really drunk tonight. He was raving indistinctly and almost inaudibly. I immediately took off my shoes and socks.

Is he drunk because of me?

Quickly I took the warm water and then compressed his face to clean. I also brought her body-neutralizing milk. Seeing him helpless like this made me feel sorry for myself. I don't know why my motherly soul appeared before him.

Sir, wake up.

I can't deny it if I like it. And tonight my taste of love grew to be dear. Yes, I love him. But does he love me too? I don't know. I hope he is okay and always happy wherever he is.