A/N: Holy errors! I recently re-read my writing and I have had a lot of errors. Sorry guys English is not my first language, but I might be doing some editing. Anyways I'd like to thank my reviewers: tigger64, Condiotti, prttykitty7728, and thedoctorsgirl 42! Reviews make my day, so any comments, suggestions or praise is always welcome. This chapter is a little different, but I hope you guys will enjoy it. Happy Reading!
Chapter rating: M for language
Annabelle returned to her room and decided to go to bed. After about an hour of tossing and turning, she decided to get up. The kitchen was the first destination in her mind, but before she could get there that red headed woman was blocking her way talking with Mr. Gold. That woman still hadn't left yet!
Mr. Gold was full aware of Annabelle's presence and he enjoyed her jealously. It was quite fun actually, but it had to stop. He didn't want his Belle to get too self conscious.
Annabelle crept nearer to the woman and Mr. Gold to try and hear what they were talking about. At first it was just banter and casual conversation, but then the woman got a little more intimate.
"Oh Mr. Gold, I would just love it if you would come home with me tonight! We could participate in some fun activities," the woman flirted.
Mr. Gold was instantly uncomfortable and wanted a way out. He almost begged for someone or something to make this woman leave. She was very beautiful, but she was too forward and she wasn't his Belle.
Annabelle had had just about enough of this woman, she was going to do something she might either really regret or feel really proud of. Whatever happened, she just hoped Mr. Gold wouldn't be mad at her. It wasn't her fault that that woman is pushing her buttons too hard.
Annabelle got out her trusty vacuum and started it up. She at first started to run over the perfectly clean floors, but then she got closer to the woman and Mr. Gold.
"What is your servant doing? Can't she tell we are talking? You need to take better control over her!" The woman said, condescendingly.
Mr. Gold seemed to grit his teeth and whisper, "Belle what the bloody hell are you doing?"
As Annabelle got even more close to the woman, she started to worry about the consequences of her future action. At this point though it didn't matter, she was pissed. The red headed woman's dress was long and that was the perfect opportunity to make that woman never want to come back here again.
She quickly pushed the vacuum over the woman's dress and the woman shrieked so loud Annabelle swore people in China could have heard it. The dress was partly sucked up, ripping it and revealing the woman's skin.
"Mr. Gold! I've never seen a servant so rude! Do you know how much this dress cost? More than this servant's life is worth!" She yelled.
"I'm incredibly sorry Ms. Heart, I will pay for the damages to your lovely gown," Mr. Gold replied.
As Annabelle looked at the woman she noticed a tattoo on her back. It was a playing card of the queen of hearts. How strange.
"Wait until I tell my husband! We are never going to be doing business with you again."
"Please Ms. Heart, I will give you a discount on all your purchases with me and I will talk to Jefferson for you."
Apparently the red headed woman's name was Ms. Heart, that's funny because to Annabelle it seemed like she didn't have a heart. Annabelle slowly walked away and let Mr. Gold and Ms. Heart quarrel. She ran up the steps and to her room trying not to listen in on their conversation again.
Later on, Mr. Gold called her.
"ANNABELLE! Come down right now."
Oh shit. It was happening, she was dead. She walked like a slow turtle to him and bit her lip. She knew it was a mistake to get back at Ms. Heart, but it was somewhat worth it to see that look on that woman's face.
"I wanted to say thank you, but never and I mean NEVER do that again. Ms. Heart is currently married and yes she was indeed flirting with me, and it made me feel very uncomfortable," Mr. Gold told her.
"What?" She asked, stunned.
She would never have thought he would thank her, that just wasn't something Mr. Gold does. It was weird and she wasn't sure if she liked it or not, but she wasn't being kicked out so that was a good thing.
"I said thank you. I didn't think you had it in you to stop that sniveling woman from insulting you and to be honest she was getting on nerves," Mr. Gold told her.
Annabelle smiled at him and bit her lip. That little motion with her biting her lip made Mr. Gold go wild. The dark one in him told him to fuck her right there. She was cute all dirty and sexy as hell sweaty. It was like a dream and he could feel himself growing slightly hard.
Annabelle didn't notice his growing erection, she just smiled like a happy child. She walked to the vacuum and bent over to pull the vacuum into a position where she could push it to put it away.
When she bent over Mr. Gold said silently, "Oh dear Gods!"
Mr. Gold had to get away from her, he was going to kiss her and he wasn't quite sure if it would take away his powers in the real world. He doubted it, but he didn't want to risk it and even if they didn't kiss he wanted to do something worse with her.
Annabelle thought she heard him say something, but ignored it. It was probably nothing. She rolled the vacuum back into the closet and saw him leaving her.
"Where are you going Mr. Gold?"
"Upstairs to my room, and don't follow me. You have caused enough trouble today."
"But, I thought you were thankful that I got rid of that woman?" Annabelle asked.
"I am, but now I have extra business I have to attend to because of that. Now run along Annabelle."
He was calling her by her full name now, something was wrong. What was he trying to hid? Whatever it was she didn't like it. She was perturbed by his sudden disappearance and sat down on the nearest chair. It would be better if she had a book to read. She loved reading, it was her favorite pass time, besides writing of course.
She thought she had seen a bookshelf while she was cleaning, but she couldn't be quite sure. She decided to look and go back to that spot anyways. She finally found the bookshelf in one of the dark unused rooms. Before she had cleaned in there it was full of cobwebs, dust and other dirty things. She traced her fingers along the bindings of the books trying to find a book that was interesting enough for her. She had found one, called The Ogre Wars.
It was an enchanting tale of vicious ogres facing unprepared men. Many of the men died, most of the men died actually, but one man ran away from the vicious and bloody fight. He didn't leave without injury though, he received a lame leg and a lifetime of visions of death. She wondered who this man was, the book referred to him as a coward, but Annabelle saw him more of a survivor. It wasn't fair that he got the bad reputation, he just wanted to return to his family alive. All the men were dying anyways, but the book also states that that man grew to become the most powerful man in all the land.
Just as Annabelle was about to find out the name of the man, Mr. Gold walked in and made her jump.
"What do you think you are doing?" He asked.
"I'm reading. It's a book called The Ogre Wars and it's very interesting," Annabelle replied.
It looked like rage was boiling in his eyes and he ripped the book from her hands. He threw the book on the floor with the force of a mad man. He turned to face Annabelle and scowled.
"NEVER and I mean NEVER read anything in this room again! Now get out!" He scolder her.
Her eyes teared up and she ran out of the room. All she wanted to do was read! She had missed that and he had taken that away from her.
Sometime had past before Annabelle came out of her room. It was dark out and she had to navigate through the house in the dark, careful not to wake Mr. Gold. She didn't know why he was so furious, it was just a make believe story. She stayed up the rest of the night worrying. She couldn't take another man yelling at her, so she packed up the stuff she came to his home with and left. She didn't know where she would go, but she didn't want to be with a man who was like her father.
