His Toy...

I looked at him from the corner of my eye as we sat on the dinning table eating pasta silently. Well apart from the slurping sound we both made as we ate .

I sighed as I looked down at my plate. This was the worst feeling ever the feeling that you're just a toy. I couldn't pin it as sex toy yet cause he has never asked me for sex not like I wanted him to but I atleast wanted him to look at me like a woman not an object.

I pushed his bowl away and wiped his mouth . He walked to me and took my plate not caring if I was done eating or not . He just passed me and walked to the kitchen.

I sighed as I pushed myself up. I relaxed my tensed shoulders and made my way to the stairs.

"Adeline" Emilio's voice made me stop and turn. He walked towards me slowly making me back up a little..

"Forgive my manners" he said looking at me straight in the eye. "I have a hard time knowing when to shut up" I wanted to say something but I kept quiet was he apologizing? I couldn't quite understand. "I'm