"Are you sure, young master Zane?" Sofia asked, one brow arching, her voice laced with doubt.
"Of course I'm sure! Were you expecting me to still decline after you just said that?" I snapped, my face flushed with anger and humiliation.
Without another word, Sofia moved toward a door near the corner of the room and gently pushed it open.
"Come this way, young master," she said, stepping aside to allow me through.
I walked over, still wrapped in the duvet like a makeshift robe, and entered the bathroom.
The room was stunning, white tiles covered the walls and floor, sparkling under the soft glow of overhead lighting. In the center stood an enormous marble bathtub, its surface bubbling gently with warm, scented water. Wisps of steam curled in the air.
The fragrance hit me, strawberry and lavender.
It was strangely comforting. Calming. Almost… disarming.
Without wasting much time, I stepped into the large bathtub, steam rising in gentle waves as my foot sank into the petal-covered water. The surface was dotted with fresh rose petals, floating delicately on top of the lavender-strawberry scented bath.
I didn't even bother to remove the duvet clinging to my body. Only when I had fully settled into the warm, bubbling water did I let it slide off and soak beside me, forgotten.
The warmth immediately soothed my tense muscles, seeping into every inch of my skin like a calming balm.
How refreshing…
Almost instantly, Sofia and two other women approached. One of them knelt gracefully at my side and began trimming and cleaning my fingernails with great care. The second maid gently massaged fragrant shampoo into my hair, her fingers working through the strands like silk.
Sofia, ever dutiful, focused on scrubbing my body with a soft sponge, her movements gentle but precise.
This should have been awkward. It should have stirred something in me but it didn't.
In fact, it felt more like… paradise.
Another maid appeared beside me and began feeding me grapes, her movements timed perfectly between mouthfuls and gentle strokes of the sponge.
But even with four beautiful women tending to me, something felt off.
Their soft hands touched my body, warm, skilled, feminine but there was no reaction.
No stirring. No desire.
Sofia bent forward slightly as she reached for my side, and I caught a glimpse of her cleavage. She was beautiful, objectively so and yet…
Nothing.
No arousal. No curiosity. Not even a flicker.
Was this body built to respond only to Alphas? Or was I… already gay back on Earth?
Well… whatever. Not like it matters right now.
"Stop it!" I suddenly blurted when I felt Sofia's hand wrap around my seven-inch dragon like she was about to start milking a cow.
She looked up at me with a calm smile, utterly unfazed. "I'm just washing it, young master."
But I pulled away from her hand all the same, my expression tightening as I sank deeper into thought.
Still soft… no reaction. Not even a twitch. Even when she touched me there.
So… am I really gay?
But then again, I hadn't exactly been drawn to any men either at least, not yet. This was… confusing.
Deeply confusing.
Was it because this body belonged to this world, and my soul was still Earth-bound? Did that mean my desires were detached, too? Was the disconnection between body and soul this deep?
"Time to get dressed, young master," Sofia finally said, gently breaking through the storm of questions swirling in my head.
I snapped out of my daze and stood, stepping out of the bath without care for the eyes watching me now. I didn't bother hiding anything. After all, if their touch didn't stir me, why would their gaze?
The Zane of this world clearly belonged to the Alphas. His body had been bred, trained, built for their pleasure. But I wasn't him. Not fully. I was still me. And I wasn't about to let that part be taken away.
No matter what kind of body this was, I refused to be some breeder mate for five entitled Alpha brothers.
As I stood, droplets sliding down my skin, the maids quickly gathered the outfits they had prepared. They began holding them up one by one like I was some prince at a royal fitting.
After browsing through a dozen options, I finally chose a clean white shirt paired with a pale blue vest and some stylish, baggy blue jeans. For footwear, I selected crisp white sneakers. I completed the look with a heavy golden wristwatch, real gold, unmistakable even here.
With the selection made, they began applying scented body cream all over my skin. The strawberry fragrance lingered, light but intoxicating. It was oddly comforting.
My hair, something I had planned to get a sexy hairstyle earlier was now being pampered like royalty. The maids applied glittering hair creams that brought out soft curls I didn't know this body could have. As I looked at myself in the mirror, I had to admit, it looked good. I kind of loved it now.
But just as I was reaching for my pants, my eyes drifted toward the bathroom entrance.
And I froze.
Two women stood there,maids but their attention wasn't on me. It was on the devices in their hands.
Phones.
One of them had her phone aimed directly at me.
My body.
My naked body.
"What the hell?!" I shouted, rage rising like wildfire.
The two maids startled and scrambled to their feet, panic written all over their faces as their eyes met mine.
Was I just being recorded? Naked?
My fists clenched as the rage bubbled inside me.
I bolted out of the bathroom into the room , bare feet slapping against the cool floor, my dragon swinging wildly between my legs as I ran. I didn't care about modesty anymore, I was too furious. My heart thundered in my chest, not just from exertion, but from the sheer violation of what had just happened.
But just before I could run out of the room into the hallway, the door slammed shut with a loud BANG! a harsh, final sound that echoed in my room.
I reached for the handle and twisted.
Locked.
From the outside.
"What the actual heck?!" I yelled, slamming my fist against the door in both anger and disbelief. Terror and fury boiled together inside me like oil over fire.
"Calm down, young master!" Sophia called out, her voice rushed and breathless. She hurried after me, the other maids trailing behind her, their faces stricken.
"Calm down? Do you all think I'm some kind of joke to be laughed at?!" I snapped, spinning around to face them with my body still fully exposed. "How dare you video me while I'm naked?!"
I turned back to the door, jiggling the handle again like the stubborn thing would magically open if I just wished hard enough. "Open the damn door!"
Sophia stepped forward, her breath ragged as she tried to reason with me. "Young master, you really can't run out like that…"