Her Slave

Chapter 6

As she studied her son's handsome appearance, she couldn't stop herself from thinking back to the day he confessed to her, and her heart began to beat slightly quicker in her chest. One instance particularly stood out, as the words kept replaying in her mind, "Mom... how about I become your slave..."

Gradually, she felt a heat start to rise in her stomach.

At that moment, Alan raised his head from his food and saw that his mother was intently staring at him with her cold eyes, "Is something wrong, mother? Do I have something on my face?"

Alicia snapped out of her daze and instantly became flustered, 'How could I have such dirty thoughts about my son? No this isn't good; I have to keep myself in check for Alan's sake...'

If Alan knew what thoughts he had just interrupted, he would probably bang his head against the wall in regret.

Yet Alan didn't know. He only saw his usually emotionless mother appear slightly flustered as she looked away, which surprised him. He rubbed his face in an attempt to find out if something was on it.

After that, his mother was silent for the rest of the lunch. Alan wondered if he had done anything wrong, as they made their way toward the elevator.

The elevator doors closed with only the two of them in it. He seemed to notice his mother was keeping a slight distance from him, which made him feel sad and indignant.

The elevator began moving...

*Bang*

There was a loud sound before the elevator stopped moving.

Both Alan and Alicia cast a surprised glance at each other. Alan went over to the control panel, to try and open the doors, but they didn't open, "Seems like we are stuck."

Alan pressed the red alarm bell, which would alert the guards that something had gone wrong. A small sign beside the bottom read 'In case of an elevator failure, please remain calm and press this bottom. Security will be able to release you in 30 to 60 minutes, so please remain patient.

"That's quite a long time, right mom?" Alan said, as he smilingly glanced over at his mother, only to be left stunned.

Alicia was currently slightly bent over as she gripped her stomach, her legs pressed tightly against each other. Her cold face was a bit flushed.

Alan quickly became worried, "Mom what's wrong, are you okay?"

Alicia heard the concern in Alan's voice, "Don't worry Alan, I'm fine, it's just that I really need to pee..."

As she said that she felt slightly embarrassed. She felt like a small child who couldn't hold their bladder. She regretted not going to the toilet before going into the elevator now.

When Alan heard Alicia's problem, he became relieved, 'Luckily it's nothing too serious.'

But this was still a problem. There would be at least 30 minutes, if not more before they could get out of the elevator. Alicia seemed to already be in a lot of pain from holding herself, so expecting her to hold herself for at least 30 more minutes was probably pushing it.

As Alan tried to come up with an idea, his mother's voice interrupted his thoughts, "Alan, you don't have a bottle or anything I could do it in maybe...?"

Her desperate voice caused Alan to become more serious. She was clearly in a lot of pain. If she ended up wetting herself, she would probably be distraught from embarrassment. Even though it was wrong to perceive Alicia as arrogant, she was still a proud person, so wetting herself in the middle of a shopping mall was probably one of her worst nightmares, "Sorry mom, I don't have anything on me..."

"Oh..." Alicia released a sound of disappointment, as her face appeared more and more pained.

Watching his mother like this, Alan also became slightly distressed. As his brain churned for ideas, suddenly a thought lit up in his head.

At first, he denied it, trying to think if there was any other option, yet the idea wouldn't leave his mind no matter what.

Alan glanced past his mother's pained face, before becoming determined.

Alicia tried her best to ignore the pain, but she could feel she was getting closer to her limit. It was at this moment that Alan's voice interrupted her thoughts.

"Mom... actually, I might have an idea that will solve everything."

Alicia instantly perked up. She had tried to think of a solution, but nothing came to mind, "What is it, honey?"

Alan looked at his mother, "It's... erm, actually very simple mother. You mentioned a bottle before, but since we don't have a bottle, I can just be your bottle and you can relieve yourself without having to worry about making a mess..."

Alan's voice trembled slightly as he said that. Alicia was stunned for a moment, having to spend a second to realize what her son meant. When she realized what he meant, she instantly sent a death glare toward Alan.