The Female Lead Is A Lesbian

#Zoey: Hey smartass! You miss me!?#

#Noah: *YAWN* No and you're too loud.#

#Zoey: Jeez, I can feel the need to collapse into bed after listening to your voice for only for a few seconds. How late were you working?"

#Noah: *YAWN* I dunno till three-, four in the morning.#

#Zoey: DAMN! Good thing you're gonna have a nice time with us, so you can just unwind.#

#Noah: Mmmm, yeah that does sound nice. I'm gonna be free in two days, on Saturday.#

#Zoey: Great, we're having it at your place, remember. So make sure you clean up and get some rest kay?#

#Noah: Alright, love you girl.#

#Zoey: Love you too, boo. Bye.# Beep-

Zoey hung up the phone and started to text Angela.

^Zoey: Hey, scheduled it for Saturday, you're not busy, are you?^

^Noah: Nope, can't wait. <heart emoji> <ice cream emoji> <pizza emoji> <popcorn emoji>. I have no surgeries scheduled so I'm pretty much just laying around. Might as well laze around with other people.^

^Zoey: Kay, see you then.^

Zoey put her phone back in her pocket. She slightly loosened her tie and rolled her shoulders. She began to stroll away and she said to herself, " Ugh, I'm so stiff I need Saturday to come faster. It's only been a few days but, I've already been through so much."

She then kept walking until she went outside of the house's limits. " *Sigh* Unfortunately, I also need to make as much money as possible before being put under the watchful eye of my dear father and beloved husband." She said to herself.

"Sky is there an internet cafe somewhere near here."

[Yes, approximately 3.3 miles away.]

Zoey sighed and stretched and massaged her hand. She also kneaded her shoulders and neck as she was going to be in an uncomfortable position for a long while. " Let's get this over with." She mumbled.

(At the Chang household)

Rose sat in a chair she had on a black skirt, a white long-sleeved top, white sandals, and her hair in a ponytail. She sat with her head down and biting her lip. She clutched her skirt tightly and was even quivering. Erica who wore her hair in a bun, and tight black dress and flats stood beside Rose with a solemn look.

Donny was also there in a luxurious black suit, black leather shoes, his hair laid flat and so overly gelled it looked like plastic and a hideous mustache. His face was red, and he clutched his phone in his hand.

"Damn it! Rose what the hell is this!" Donny yelled. He shoved his phone into Rose's face and the most recent video of her played at full volume. As the video went on Donny only got more aggravated until he finally snapped and hurled the phone at a wall where it broke into pieces.

Donny was now huffing large breaths as he slowly turned to Rose. In a quick second, he turned around and gave a hefty slap to Rose's face. It was incredible that Rose was able to continue sitting in her chair. The force Donny used to slap was even more than the amount of force he used to throw his phone.

Rose kept her head down and gripped her skirt tighter. Her cheek was a deep purple with a bit of red. And some of her hair fell onto her face making her look disturbed and disheveled.

Donny looked at Erica with veins pulsating out of his neck and face. Then he looked back at Rose and said angrily without shouting this time, " You better fix this, I can't always be there for you and clean up your messes. But if you fail I'm taking away your allowance."

He took a deep breath, spun and walked away from the two without a word.

Erica continued to stand voiceless for several minutes and so did Rose. Finally, Erica broke the silence by sighing, " *Sigh* My dear, while your plan was brilliant, you shouldn't have been in the room with them and honestly, you deserve this because not only did you stoop so low as to doing childish pranks. But you actually had the audacity to get filmed and not notice it."

Rose, however, still remained silent with her head down. Erica's expression turned from stern to one filled with pity. She bent down and rubbed Rose's head, " *Sigh* My poor daughter, how you've suffered. If you know what's good for you, you should lay low for a while. That Simon of yours is going to be the perfect husband and you'll have access to much more money and power so you'll be able to sweep little scandals like these under the rug. You really should take my advice, after all, mother knows best. Now go on up to your room, I'll have a maid bring you an ice pack." She sighed again.

Rose stood up from the chair and started making her way to her room. Before she got to the stairs her mother called out to her, " And it's best you stay off social media for a while darling." Rose paused for a moment but didn't respond and continued to walk to her room. She slowly climbed up the stairs and was once again interrupted this time by her brother Spencer as he walking down the hall in the opposite direction.

"You messed up Rose, make sure you think about this the next you want to do such a shoddy set up. I'll take care of this you just listen to mom and sit pretty." He said.

Rose still didn't say anything and only gripped her skirt even tighter. She started to walk faster and faster until she was interrupted again. It was Iris's children, Patrick and Yumi Mei. Patrick was a tall overbearing boy with a mop of black hair that he let droop over his deep blue eyes and a bulky figure. He stood at five-foot-eleven and wore a black t-shirt, ripped jeans, black sneakers, and a black cotton jacket with a huge smirk on his face

Yumi, however, was not as overbearing with her height of five foot three and petite figure, light blue hair hung down her back in a wavy pattern and big yet slightly sharp eyes. She wore a black vest on top of a long-sleeved white shirt, black shorts, black leggings, and black faux leather boots.

But she still looked very intimidating as she also smirked at Rose, with her phone in her hand. "Wow, hey Patrick have you seen Rose's latest TV appearance. The emotion you have is so real, you can really see the evil in your eyes. Oh wait, you're not here acting, are you? *heheheh*" Yumi mocked.

"Really, she's not acting? Then wouldn't that mean the perfect Rose Chang is actually *gasp* a bad person!?." Patrick replied and mocked at the same time. Rose didn't give them the chance to speak again and quickly brushed past them. After this, she finally started to pick up her pace and arrived at her room.

She opened the door and closed it silently behind her. She pressed her back against the door and hung her head down. She stood there for a while until she heard a knock on her door. She lifted her head up and slowly walked away from the door. Once she was a few feet away she said a little loudly, " Come in."

A maid with a classic black dress, white apron, and white brim came in holding an ice pack and she declared in a monotone voice, " Miss I've brought you, your ice pack." Rose stayed with her back turned, pointed to a dresser and ordered, " Sit it there." The maid nodded and did as she was told and stood there for a few minutes. After a good and awkward five minutes, the maid cleared her throat, " *Ahem* If there is nothing else, I shall take my leave."

The maid waited for a response and after another awkward two minutes, she turned to leave. As she was just about to reach the door Rose spoke up and said" Wait, ". The maid turned around and replied, " Yes, miss?"

"Call that servant, William Amaro here." She ordered again. The maid's face turned sour and she said hesitantly, " Y-young miss, your father is already very upset with you. If he hears about you spending time alone in your room with-,"

"I'm sorry but who are you to question me? You're the help, right? So help yourself and do as I say." Rose sternly asserted as she interrupted the maid. The maid showed signs of frustration and anger and she nodded her head, " Yes miss I apologize." She said in a slightly strained voice. She turned and exited the room slamming the door slightly.

Once the maid was gone, Rose grew a big smile on her face. She quickly pulled out her hair tie and shook her head around making her hair fall down beautifully. She walked forward into her room which was as big as a luxury apartment. She had a large flat screen mounted on the wall in the right, with a soft sofa away in front of it, a king-sized bed with a wooden canopy, a large wardrobe, and a dresser by the door. She even had a small kitchen on the left side with a counter, sink, cabinet, microwave, and even a fridge.

She then took off her shirt and tossed it to the floor. She slid her skirt down and left it on the floor. Then she slipped off her sandals and tossed them aside as well. So Rose was now standing barefoot in a set of lacy black lingerie. She walked across the cold tile floor to her wardrobe, seeming to ignore the ice pack melting on her dresser, and pulled out a black silk robe decorated with light pink flowers.

She slipped on the robe and tied it tight around her waist. She walked over to the kitchen area and grabbed a glass cup and filled it with ice. She opened up a cabinet, grabbed a bottle of whiskey and poured it into her cup. She put the bottle down and walked over to the sofa seat.

She sat down on the seat and grabbed the TV remote. Rose turned on the news and as expected her video was the big topic. Rose put the remote down and sipped her drink with a smile. She licked her lips and let out a satisfied, "* AH*"

She put the cup to her lips again and this time she gulped down every single drop, in one go. The ice cubes in her glass clinked in the empty cup and Rose only stared at it.

Suddenly, the door opened and in walked a thin-looking man with flat brown hair, a black vest on top of a white collared shirt, black pants, black tie, and black shoes. He was William Amaro, a servant of the Chang household for a little over three years.

William had a face absolute of absolute fear. His face was sweating profusely and he walked cautiously over to Rose who was still smiling. He gulped and asked, " *Gulp* You called for me Miss Rose?"

"AH! William, you're here! Could you be a dear and get me another drink?" Rose asked. William nodded and went over to the kitchen area when Rose said, " Where are you going? I want my drink in this exact cup in my hand."

William shivered, turned around and walked over to Rose. Rose held her cup up for him to grab and when William reached for it, Rose moved it away making William having to reach over Rose. William was clearly nervous as he reached across Rose and as he did, Rose gently poked him in the ribs. William flinched and quickly grabbed the cup and backed away.

All the while Rose was smiling very unsettlingly. William hurried off to the kitchen area when Rose called out, " Oh and bring a bottle of wine, will you?" William gulped and quickly poured the whiskey in the cup, and grabbed a wine bottle from the cabinet. William walked back over and handed the whiskey to Rose but continued to hold the wine bottle.

Rose kept smiling and took a sip out of the cup. She swirled her cup around and sighed, "*Sigh* William, my family is so *ugh* close-minded, " She stood up and walked closer to the counter and continued, " I mean my mother, all she worries about is rich husband equals power. My father *scoff* all he worries about is his reputation and making business deals. I mean, as you can see by my face he takes reputation quite seriously. Don't worry it doesn't even sting.

When really, he spends half of his money on his women that don't have any wrinkles or he's out partying at clubs. Now that's something that'll definitely ruin your reputation. My brother is a spitting image, all he thinks about is the company, the company, the company. I mean he's a bit possessive and psychotic, a little like me, but he's nothing more than a caveman. But the biggest problem is-, "

She gulped down the drink and slammed it down onto the counter. "*Hiss AH* THEY THINK TOO SMALL! They all like to stay in their own little bubbles. Meanwhile, I think about bigger things! I have people in the police department, mayors office, the underworld and almost everywhere you can goddamn think of! I'm taking over this city from the inside out and nobody knows! Just think when I turn thirty, I'll be running every city from A to Z! *AHAHAHA*" She exclaimed.

Rose then turned to the terrified William and walked up to him slowly. "*Sigh* Oh, William you're the only one that I can show my true self to. To think that if you hadn't accidentally stumbled across my true, TRUE, personality you wouldn't be here. To the public world, I'm one of the kindest girls you'll ever meet. To my friends, I'm equivalent to a dragon with no patience. To my family and my half-siblings, I'm a spitting image of my mother a white lotus, a conniving bitch that should be put down. But really I'm, - oh and that reminds me, did I ever to mention what a psychiatrist diagnosed me with?"

William shook his head and Rose smirked as she drew closer. " Once when I was hmm, nine or ten there was this annoying girl. She bothered me constantly saying something about how she would be my replacement. And soon she had everyone paying attention to her. I didn't like that so I baked a cookie filled with rum and cocaine my father tried to hide and gave it to her. Last I heard she could barely speak and she's homeschooled. But I guess she told someone because next thing I know I'm being pulled into a psychiatrist's office.

I remember that psychiatrist so clearly, at first she was so nice, cheery, and calm. But after talking to her for a few minutes she became so-, afraid and uncomfortable. She eventually told me that I was dangerous, evil, cold and unfeeling. She claimed I was a toxic narcissistic and that I had an antisocial personality disorder or basically saying I was a sociopath.

She also claimed that I should be locked up with zero contact with the outside world and shouldn't be allowed to talk to others or even have access to any education or information because I showed a massive intelligence and that mixed with no remorse or so-called empathy made me dangerous. I didn't expect her to compliment me on my intelligence but I couldn't let her lock me up.

So I slapped myself around, scratched, and cut myself a few times then I went and cried to my mother. And I even said she molested me, and boy was I surprised that anybody even believed me. Anyway, she was sentenced to 30 years to life with the possibility of parole. She's still in prison, I think, I dunno." She continued on and on.

Rose was now standing very close to William and she gently brushed her hand on his cheek. " My point is a professional says I'm destined for a great things. If one is to rule a city they don't need *scoff* empathy. Well that's enough of my monologue, let's have some wine shall we?" She said sweetly. Rose grabbed the bottle from William's shaking hand and exerted her strength to take out the cork. The cork opened with a loud pop and suddenly Rose's smile disappeared. She looked at William and said coldly, " This is red I wanted white."

William was petrified and repeated, " I-I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Rose looked at him like she was confused and said, " Now, now, William no need to be so scared. I won't do you anything you don't want me to do." William smiled slightly until Rose yanked him down by his tie and poured some of the wine on his head. She undid the waistband that held her robe closed, grabbed William's wrist, got behind him, and bound his wrists tightly together.

She then pulled William by his wine-soaked collar and thew him on the bed. She quickly went under the bed and retrieved a large leather box. She opened up the box and took out two pairs of cuffs with long chains. She noticed William trying to escape and locked one of the cuffs to his ankle and attached it to the canopy and did the same thing to his other ankle.

"William you know better than to try to escape." Rose said with no emotion. While William pleaded loudly, " PLEASE, NO! PLEASE, PLEASE, DON'T DO THIS! I'LL LEARN, I'LL DO BETTER!" The wine on his face had started to dry and tears streamed down his face. Rose reached out and slapped him hard on the face and yelled, " OH, SHUT UP! YOU WANT THIS! DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY MEN WOULD HAVE PAID FOR A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN LIKE ME TO JUST SPIT AT THEM! MEN ARE DOGS WHO HUMP EVERYTHING THAT MOVES! YOU HERE ME?! MEN ARE DISGUSTING AND FILTHY CREATURES! SO YOU WANT THIS, YOU DO! YOU'RE A MAN FIGHT BACK, SO COME ON! YOURE STRONGER, BIGGER AND TALLER THAN ME, SO COME ON! SEE, IF YOU'RE GIVING ONLY THIS MUCH FIGHT, YOU MUST ABSOLUTELY WANT THIS, DON'T YOU, YOU PERVERT!"

Rose sneered and picked up the bottle of wine she sat on the floor. She shook the bottle around which made William slightly confused. " Oh, look there's still some wine left. You know, I heard a lot of people who didn't like that getting drunk also meant getting bad breath. So they had a nifty little trick where they put their alcohol in an interesting place. Wanna guess where?"

William finally realized what Rose meant to do and screamed and sobbed, " NO PLEASE! NO, NO! JUST GIVE ME ANOTHER CHANCE IF I FAIL AGAIN, YOU CAN DO WHATEVER YOU WANT! * WAAHHH SOB SOB SOB*"

Rose tilted her head and said, " But I always do whatever I want and I can do whatever I want to you right now. Also, you shouldn't bother screaming when I had my bathroom renovated I also soundproofed the walls so basically, your screams are useless besides for hurting my ears."

William was such a mess that he couldn't find any words and then Rose grabbed his pants and pulled them down. Rose licked her lips and exclaimed seductively with a beaming smile, " Now, let's have lots and lots of fun!"