Chapter 6 - Trapped
ROSEANNA POV Roseanna came back to her room; she was utterly dishevelled and somewhat shaken with tonight's twisted actions. Slamming the crooked door behind her, she crumpled into a heap, and wept, she felt lost, frightened and completely trapped.
Meanwhile... LUCIUS POV Lucius Malfoy didn't feel triumphant but cowardice. He paced round his study, irately interrogating himself. Was it right that he put the fear of God in her? He fought with his instincts until late evening, one part of Lucius despised the disrespectful wench yet, another part of him was besotted, infatuated, a striking young women standing up to THE Lucius Malfoy? He had to admit that her intellect matched his own, her courage and sharp tongue intrigued him, she was perfect....
ROSEANNA POV
Roseanna didn't receive much sleep that night; she tossed and turned while dreaming of the events that occurred on the previous night. In one of the more vivid dreams, she observed Malfoy donned in a long, black cloak approaching her slowly and steadily, he would then lift up her chin roughly to meet his own face and kiss her thoroughly with her responding equally deep and intense.... 'You are mine' he would selfishly whisper 'I'm yours' she would answer Her first reaction was revulsion for the elegant fiend, Roseanna cursed herself for her sudden stupidity, she had actually went to school with his son Draco Malfoy, however three years separated them as he was a senior. Roseanna could recall him as the pale, pointed face prat whom possibly slept with the entire female population at Hogwarts. Draco actually propositioned her in a lonely, abandoned classroom; obviously she blatantly refused and hexed him with the first defence mechanism she could think of. 'Like Father like son' she thought bitterly Roseanna had no choice, but to be actually employed by Malfoy, after all he was powerful and would not like to upset him again, as the consequences for her could be unspeakably dismal. .......................................................................................................
At the Manor
The recently employed PA arrived promptly at 10.00am, Malfoy was waiting with anticipation both anxiety and pleasure, he expected Roseanna to be panicky and frightened since their 'little' squabble; however she strode quickly towards him and flicked her wand within the proximity of his face. The young girl's tone was waspish and rather dangerous; 'If you ever threaten or touch me again MR Malfoy, I will kill you, you will soon learn that I'm not just a mere woman, and you will treat me with the respect I deserve! Do I make myself clear?' The Lord of the manor and his personal assistant glared fixedly at one another for a good few minutes. Finally Lucius softened his glare and signalled a small but significant nod. 'Well well, it appears I may have miscalculated you my dear and for that I apologise' he said sincerely, 'might I suggest a new beginning perhaps? A truce?' raising an eyebrow in a most charming fashion. However, this didn't flatter or persuade Rose one little bit! Her features were still severe and unforgiving; yet she lowered her wand and stated that she agreed. "Fine!" she declared 'Lets shake on it!" almost at once Lucius' masculine hand grasped Roseanna's, and nearly crushed her elongated fingers, it was then the young girl experienced a nauseating feeling at the pit of her stomach; but shrugged away as a sign of nervousness.
"Excellent!" affirmed Lucius 'First and foremost congratulations is your behalf for receiving the position as my personal assistant, however you must believe for one minute that it is easy work, everything we do is confidential and information must not be spilt to anyone! Do you understand Miss Graywood?'
Roseanna looked rather perplexed 'Mr Malfoy, what is it that you exactly do?' she structured question slowly and carefully, in order not to awake that vile temper of his.
Malfoy smiled and replied silkily 'Good question, but I'm afraid it isn't your place to know. The fact is Miss Graywood that you work for me and I however, work for myself also' The young woman appeared even more perplexed; firstly she asked herself what did her occupation entail of and why Malfoy was being so secretive? Secondly, she was mildly surprised by his sudden change towards her, yet Roseanna couldn't trust him. She didn't trust anyone.
'Anything else Miss Graywood? As we have a lot to do.' Lucius stated, instantly deterring Roseanna away from her thoughts
'No, sir, not at all' she replied
'Only house elves and my other associates address me as Sir, you may address me with my given name' stated Malfoy in confident and charming manner
'I think Mr Malfoy would be quite sufficient if you don't mind.' Replied an equally confident Rose
'If you insist Miss Graywood' Lucius insides fumed inside with anger and frustration. 'What the devil is wrong with her? She should be flattered that I'm allowing letting her use my given name? That woman is the most difficult and stubborn person I've come across... well at least she isn't a dunderhead like most. Lucius old boy you have your work cut for you.
"Well let it begin' he said out loud
ROSEANNA POV Roseanna came back to her room; she was utterly dishevelled and somewhat shaken with tonight's twisted actions. Slamming the crooked door behind her, she crumpled into a heap, and wept, she felt lost, frightened and completely trapped.
Meanwhile... LUCIUS POV Lucius Malfoy didn't feel triumphant but cowardice. He paced round his study, irately interrogating himself. Was it right that he put the fear of God in her? He fought with his instincts until late evening, one part of Lucius despised the disrespectful wench yet, another part of him was besotted, infatuated, a striking young women standing up to THE Lucius Malfoy? He had to admit that her intellect matched his own, her courage and sharp tongue intrigued him, she was perfect....
ROSEANNA POV
Roseanna didn't receive much sleep that night; she tossed and turned while dreaming of the events that occurred on the previous night. In one of the more vivid dreams, she observed Malfoy donned in a long, black cloak approaching her slowly and steadily, he would then lift up her chin roughly to meet his own face and kiss her thoroughly with her responding equally deep and intense.... 'You are mine' he would selfishly whisper 'I'm yours' she would answer Her first reaction was revulsion for the elegant fiend, Roseanna cursed herself for her sudden stupidity, she had actually went to school with his son Draco Malfoy, however three years separated them as he was a senior. Roseanna could recall him as the pale, pointed face prat whom possibly slept with the entire female population at Hogwarts. Draco actually propositioned her in a lonely, abandoned classroom; obviously she blatantly refused and hexed him with the first defence mechanism she could think of. 'Like Father like son' she thought bitterly Roseanna had no choice, but to be actually employed by Malfoy, after all he was powerful and would not like to upset him again, as the consequences for her could be unspeakably dismal. .......................................................................................................
At the Manor
The recently employed PA arrived promptly at 10.00am, Malfoy was waiting with anticipation both anxiety and pleasure, he expected Roseanna to be panicky and frightened since their 'little' squabble; however she strode quickly towards him and flicked her wand within the proximity of his face. The young girl's tone was waspish and rather dangerous; 'If you ever threaten or touch me again MR Malfoy, I will kill you, you will soon learn that I'm not just a mere woman, and you will treat me with the respect I deserve! Do I make myself clear?' The Lord of the manor and his personal assistant glared fixedly at one another for a good few minutes. Finally Lucius softened his glare and signalled a small but significant nod. 'Well well, it appears I may have miscalculated you my dear and for that I apologise' he said sincerely, 'might I suggest a new beginning perhaps? A truce?' raising an eyebrow in a most charming fashion. However, this didn't flatter or persuade Rose one little bit! Her features were still severe and unforgiving; yet she lowered her wand and stated that she agreed. "Fine!" she declared 'Lets shake on it!" almost at once Lucius' masculine hand grasped Roseanna's, and nearly crushed her elongated fingers, it was then the young girl experienced a nauseating feeling at the pit of her stomach; but shrugged away as a sign of nervousness.
"Excellent!" affirmed Lucius 'First and foremost congratulations is your behalf for receiving the position as my personal assistant, however you must believe for one minute that it is easy work, everything we do is confidential and information must not be spilt to anyone! Do you understand Miss Graywood?'
Roseanna looked rather perplexed 'Mr Malfoy, what is it that you exactly do?' she structured question slowly and carefully, in order not to awake that vile temper of his.
Malfoy smiled and replied silkily 'Good question, but I'm afraid it isn't your place to know. The fact is Miss Graywood that you work for me and I however, work for myself also' The young woman appeared even more perplexed; firstly she asked herself what did her occupation entail of and why Malfoy was being so secretive? Secondly, she was mildly surprised by his sudden change towards her, yet Roseanna couldn't trust him. She didn't trust anyone.
'Anything else Miss Graywood? As we have a lot to do.' Lucius stated, instantly deterring Roseanna away from her thoughts
'No, sir, not at all' she replied
'Only house elves and my other associates address me as Sir, you may address me with my given name' stated Malfoy in confident and charming manner
'I think Mr Malfoy would be quite sufficient if you don't mind.' Replied an equally confident Rose
'If you insist Miss Graywood' Lucius insides fumed inside with anger and frustration. 'What the devil is wrong with her? She should be flattered that I'm allowing letting her use my given name? That woman is the most difficult and stubborn person I've come across... well at least she isn't a dunderhead like most. Lucius old boy you have your work cut for you.
"Well let it begin' he said out loud