Special Care

After Frank's visit, Leonardo hadn't been fed anymore. He figured that he had been there for about two days, but he wasn't sure. His body was weak and he felt very thirsty, accompanied by the strong dizziness due to his poor health.

With nothing else to do, he lay on the mattress, contemplating the ceiling. There was nothing luxurious, no gold, even without a window. This place was so cold that Leonardo was now trembling, besides feeling a terrible discomfort.

The door opened and someone approached. It seemed to be a woman, but her eyes were blurred, making it hard to tell who was there. He closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

"He is having a fever. Let's get him out of here."

"We don't have permission to do that, Ella."

"It doesn't matter. I'll deal with Mr. Gold later. Come on, get him, take him to a guest room."

Hours later, Leonardo woke up and when he moved, the wound on his chest hurt and he felt something soft underneath him. He opened his eyes and saw that he was in a huge bed. Looking around, he was surprised to see himself in a large and luxurious room. The bed had a golden canopy, just like the rest of the room, which also had golden details in its decoration. That room must be bigger than his house.

As he tried to get up, he felt a terrible dizziness and lay down again. He heard a noise and when he looked towards the door, he saw a middle-aged woman approaching with a tray in her hand.

"I'm glad you woke up, young man."

She placed the tray on the bedside table and approached, placing her cold hand on his forehead.

"Your fever has subsided. That's great. Sit up, you need to eat."

"Who are you, ma'am? It was you who rescued me, wasn't it?"

She smiled tenderly, holding the tray, while he sat on the bed leaning against the pillows.

"Eat them all."

She said so and walked towards the door without answering his questions. He looked at the plate and it was a fine meal, fit for a king. There were meats, vegetables, salads, and a dessert in a small bowl that he couldn't tell what it was, with a glass of orange juice.

After eating, Leonardo left the tray on the bed and got up. He still felt a little weak, but he walked to the two doors in front of him. In one of them, there was a large empty closet, and in the other, a huge bathroom.

Upon entering, Leonardo looked at that bathroom, which was bigger and more luxurious than the one he had visited on the day he arrived. There was a large shower and bathtub, a double sink, and the towels were embroidered with golden details.

"This guy must be crazy."

Leonardo took off his pants. He was already topless. He approached the shower and turned on the water, smiling at the amount of water that came out. He stepped in, letting the hot water fall on his body, feeling disgusted from being so dirty and sweaty due to the fever he couldn't even remember. He washed himself with a soap and when he turned to rinse, he saw Frank standing at the door, looking at him.

"You're quite comfortable, I see."

Leonardo reacted, covering his private part with his hands.

"Get out of here. Can't you see I'm taking a shower? Have you ever heard of privacy?"

"This house is mine, and this bathroom too. I'm not leaving just because you want me to."

Leonardo, realizing that it wouldn't help to argue, turned around and finished his shower while Frank looked at him from head to toe. Frank didn't know why, but he couldn't stop looking at Leonardo. His body despite being slim was beautiful and his butt was small and perky.

Leonardo turned off the shower and after opening the door, he reached for the towel. He turned around again, dried himself and then wrapped the towel around his waist.

"Can you get me clean clothes?"

"Do you want clothes? Earn them. You can start by accepting my proposal."

Leonardo rolled his eyes and brushed past Frank.

"Never."

He left the room, walked down the hallway in his towel and opened the next door. He entered the room, and went to the closet, but it was also empty. He was determined to search for clothes. There must be some in one of the rooms, maybe in that man's room.

He went to another door and Frank followed him. Now they were in the hallway. Frank looked at him, confused and curious.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Leonardo passed by him once again and opened the door to a room different from the others. This one had a black decor and of course the golden details were present. How could they not be? Leonardo walked towards the closet and saw there were many clothes. When he reached out for one of the many folded t-shirts, he felt his arm being grabbed and Frank pulled him forcefully. Leonardo found himself standing close to Frank who held him and gazed grimly at him with those black eyes. Leonardo felt a strange chill down his spine and found himself frozen in his arms.

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