There were two bedrooms on the second floor but only one was opened and the other was locked and bolted. Kit warned me not to touch anything inside his bedroom and to get out immediately after getting some of his clothes.

I checked his wardrobe and tried his t-shirts and long sleeves. The man was tall and when I wore one of his t-shirts, it reached down to my knees, the same goes for the long sleeves. I took three of his long sleeves and three t-shirts, then I only have to worry about my underwear. I rummaged the drawers to check if there were unused boxers that I could borrow and when I found some, I took them happily and put it inside the paper bag that I also found in his room.

I was about to go out, when I changed my mind, and went to check his bathroom. As expected, it was equipped with a hot and cold shower and I was excited to clean myself before going out. I locked the door first before I started to take off my clothes and turned on the shower.

The hot water from the shower soothed my tired body and relaxed my senses. I splurged on using Kit’s shower gel because it could be my first and last to use it. I took my time in cleaning my entire body because on the following days to come, it’s just going to be safeguard and water. That horrible man!

A few moments later, I dried myself with a towel and went outside to put on something to wear. “Oh, God!” I exclaimed and tried to cover my nudity with my hands as Kit’s eyes widen while staring. I locked the door before getting into the shower, how did he get in? It was Kit who managed to avert his eyes first and then he yelled at me. His loud voice was deafening inside the room but I wasn’t scared at all. The man was all bark and no bite! “Can you get out for a moment while I’ll change?” I requested him to go out.

“Why should I do that? This is my room,” he reminded me that I was the intruder and not him.

So, he chose to be stubborn. All right. I could handle that. I chose one of his dark polo so my bare breast wouldn’t be visible later on. “I need you to buy me something to wear. I can’t go on without any underwear for days,” I told him while I was on the door and ready to leave.

“Do you have to tell me that?” Kit snapped at me after coughing loudly.

“Do I have another choice Mister Kit? Well, I can do online shopping if you will let me use your card,” I coerced him.

“You! Get out. Right now!” He shouted, and I hurried up outside. I wasn’t sure why he got so flustered that he scowled at me like he wanted to punch me. Was it wrong to tell him about my needs? After all, he was my boss, and he’s the only person who could provide me with those things…In the meantime.

Inside my tiny space, I arranged the articles of clothing that I borrowed from his closet, then I went to the living room to watch some television shows. I had no phone, no computer, and no internet, so basically, there was nothing I could do inside my room, and it was boring!

A few hours later, I saw him coming down from the stairs in his pajama. Even when his hair became messy and looked like it needed to be brushed or combed thoroughly, he was still pleasant to look at.

Although I was confined at home, I wasn’t immune to good-looking men because our security personnel were all handsome, but there was something in Mister Kit that mesmerized me. Was it the way he looked at me? “Good evening, Mister Kit.” I didn’t bother to stand up as I greeted him.

Kit checked his watch and went to check the kitchen and bellowed when he found out that I didn’t cook anything. “What have you been doing while I was sleeping?” He yelled.

“I’ve watched the news, then I ordered something to eat. Any minute from now, it will be delivered, so please be patient, okay?” Earlier, I had to search his home for an electric bill to know his complete name and address where I could have the pizza delivered.

“You ordered something for dinner?” Kit questioned me like I had no idea how to use his telephone and the directory on the table.

I was about to respond to his inquiry when I heard the doorbell. “It must be the delivery boy!” Excitedly, I went to the door and opened it to see the guy in his yellow uniform with the pizza I ordered. I let him in and he handed the pizza to Mister Kit whose mouth gaped open. “Are you glad that our dinner arrived on time?”

“It’s two thousand and one hundred peso sir, including the soft drinks.” The delivery guy from Yellowcab informed Kit of the total bill he had to pay.

“What? Two thousand plus for pizza?” He was perplexed at the total amount due to him and glared at me as he went upstairs to get his wallet.

“I’m sorry if he’s a bit grumpy,” I apologized to the delivery guy who had to witness how bad-tempered Mister Kit was.

“It's okay, Ma’am. Sometimes, the husband disliked having pizza for dinner.” The guy said, and I wanted to correct him that Mister Kit wasn’t my husband. He’s not even my boyfriend for goodness sake, but the subject of our discussion was coming down the stairs, and still, he wore that crabby look on his face.

Kit handed the total payment to the guy and an extra amount for the tip, then he looked at me like he was about to cut my head off. “If you don’t like pizza, you don’t have to give me a death stare,” I told him.

“Perhaps, we should draft our agreement now.” He suggested while I opened the bottle of 1.5 liters of soft drinks, and get a slice of the Hawaiian pizza.

“Sure. Why don’t you sit down and eat? The pizza is still hot and they’re yummy!” I took a slice of New York’s Finest and gave it to him. “Try this one,” I said.

Kit eyed the pizza slice before he accepted it and took a bite. “We can’t eat all of these pizzas, Ariana. Why did you order the biggest size?” He asked but I didn’t know that their pizzas were enormous.

“If we are going to watch movies all night, then I think that we can consume all of these,” I replied but when he looked at me, I sensed that something was wrong.

“I don’t think it’s a good idea to let you stay with me,” he announced, and I stared at him in disbelief!