Chapter 3 HEA III

Light seeping through the curtains, soft chirping of birds from the slightly ajar sliding door woke ana up. Humming softly, she buried her face on the soft and fragrant pillow she's leaning in.

Wait, fragrant? Brows slightly furrowing, she can smell the familiar scent. It's the same scent her mistress uses. Groggily, she slowly opened her eyes, blinking from the sunlight seeping from the open curtain. She suddenly wondered who opened the sliding door. As far as she can remember, she shut the door lock last night.

"Good morning, Ana." Hearing that voice, she unconsciously responded with a greeting.

Wait- what? Greetings?! She abruptly sat on her bed, rubbing her nape when her brain shook with her sudden movement.

"Careful" That baritone voice! Don't tell me- Ana glanced at her side and her mouth agape with what she saw.

Biting her lower lip, her mistress was laying down beside her, wearing only her white see through thigh length nighties with a pair of red silk bikini, her natural auburn hair was slightly scattered on her pillows.

"Ana" Shivering, she left in trance when she heard her baritone voice.

"M-mistress" She forced a smile, shifting her eyes to her face. Cursing her heart, she forbade herself to glance at her luscious body again.

Licking her sudden dry lips, she can feel her throat draining from the heat she can feel under her nightdress.

"What are you thinking?" She snapped back in reality, smiling a little as she laid back on her side. Staring at her face, those long curled eyelashes matching her green ocean eyes with fleeking golds surrounding her iris. Her chiseled pinkish cheeks and her small pointed nose, together with her pink kissable luscious lips.

Watching her lips moving while saying something, she suddenly felt like kissing them.

"Gorgeous" She suddenly whispered to herself.

"Ana!" Her mistress snapped on her face.

"Yes mistress?" She blinked.

"Are you even listening to me?!" She furrowed her brow while watching Ana in dazed.

"I am, Mistress," Ana curtly replied.

Pursing her lips, she glared at the little girl in front of her. She might not tell but she knows, she can feel her desire and the hunger in her eyes, thoroughly visible. Before she could flick her forehead, there was something abruptly pressed against her lips- something soft and velvety.

Soft and velvety? In a daze, she was staring at the girl who's gently kissing her lips. Before she could react, Ana was already getting up from bed.

"I'll go get ready now" Ana waved her hand as she made her way to the bathroom.

Left alone in the bed, she touched her lips. Puffing her cheeks, she got up from the bed after a couple of minutes to go back to her own room.

Ana, brushing her hair inside the bathroom proudly smirked from what she had done. Chuckling, she shook her head, thinking to herself of how bold of her to take that action.

'but she's not the mistress' Furrowing her brow, she stared at herself in the mirror, 'she's mistress second sister' Sighing, she bit her lower lip.

It's the second miss who she kissed with, Ermellina, the naive one. Shaking her head, she shifted her mind in getting ready for today's visitation to the mall.

Lace with her brows furrowed, was furiously waiting for his sister on the parlour. Tapping his shoes against the carpeted floor, he paced back and forth.

"Lace" A voice ranged out, lifting up his head, the third miss was standing on the first step of the staircase. Wearing her Floral high waist lantern off-shoulder mini dress together with her five inches stilettos.

"Mistress Patrizia" He greeted, moving forward as he lent his hand, offering for the fine lady.

"Such a gentleman" Smiles curved on the lady's lips. Walking down the stairs, her brown hair was bouncing with her movement.

Chuckling, Lace kissed the back of the lady's hand before guiding her to the cushioned L-shaped couch.

"Where to?" He voiced out after she comfortably sat on the couch.

"The mall" Patrizia clapped her hands, batting her curled lashes.

"With those heels?"

They both turned their heads to the one who spoke, it's Ana who's wearing brown military shorts and black tank top covered in a brown military polo shirt.

Patrizia, protruding her lips in annoyance. 'This annoying bitch' She scoffed at herself.

"Can you just mind your own business? Just for today or what" She frowned while uttering those.

Ana, shaking her head in amusement, walked down the stairs with her black 2 inch pumped boots.

"Just don't complain" She raised her brow before ushering them out to the parked SUV outside the mahogany double door.

Gesturing to the maid, she handed her a black average square shoulder tote bag. Humming softly, she followed them. Once she was seated on the third row of the SUV, she watched Lace and Patrizia talking about something.

She, herself, was wondering how they got here. At such a young age, her mind was like a matured lady, she's too mature without the other mistress unless it was the three mistresses who always thought they're meek and spoiled. Sighing, she leaned against the backrest with her eyes closed.

Just a couple minutes, something soft and heavy was crawling to her side, setting its head on her lap.

"Ana" Soft, gentle voice filled her ears.

Fluttering her eyes open, she glanced at the lady who's laying down on her lap.

"Anselma" She placed her hand on her head, caressing it.

Silence filling the two of them, she glanced at her brother who already wore his earpiece with his eyes closed.

"I'm wondering," Anselma meekly uttered.

"What is it?"

"I'm already thirteen" She silently mumbled

Ana, raising her brow, "and?"

"When will I get married?"

Choking on her own saliva, Ana harshly coughs before glaring at the little girl who's laying down on her lap.

"What did you say?" She frowned, her brows lining up.

"I said, when will I get married?" Anselma repeated.

"How old are you again?" Ana asked with a frown.

"T-thirteen" She uttered in almost whisper.

"And you realized you're too young to get married, do you?" She slightly pushed the lady up to her butt, to sit beside her.

"But ana" Anselma suddenly crawled and sat up on her lap, "Girls my age are already married" She insisted.

"No" She grimly uttered.

"Ana..."

Licking her lower lip, Ana rubbed her nape with annoyance before staring at her innocent dark blue ocean eyes. She sighed before pulling the little girl to lay her face on her chest.

"Just sleep, I'll wake you up later" She patted her head, caressing her cinnamon colored hair.

She stared outside the window, woods and leaves welcoming her sight. The black cemented ground gave them a nice smooth ride as she fell onto a deep thought.

'You suffered too much, I can't allow you for another suffering' She thought while listening to the soft breathing of the little girl she's holding. 'Life's too cruel for you to live in, alone' Snorting a little, she shut her eyes closed.