Citrus

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 5

𝑆𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝐶𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑙.....

𝐵𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝐿𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑛...

𝐶𝑖𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑠...

Katherine

I wouldn't lie that I wasn't horny. It was times like these I hated how my body reacted.

I was so stupid for getting so horny for just a few words, a few words from a mafioso leader's shit!

I was in the bathroom, thinking about sleeping on that bed..on all my fours? What does that even mean?

I hurriedly took my bath and practically ran to the bed...Naked, like I was asked to.

I waited for minutes, minutes turned to hours and I didn't even know when I slept.

•

When I opened my eyes it was morning.

The beautiful morning sun stirred up from sleep, cause of the glint of light that brightened the room.

I looked down and I was naked.

He didn't come like he said he would.

Why didn't he? Didn't he say that was how I would pay off the deal? I wanted to clear the deal and went on with my life! Why didn't he come then?!

"𝐵𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑔𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑜 𝑆𝑖𝑔𝑛𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑎." A maid walked into the room. ( Good morning, ma'am)

"Uhm.Good morning, although I don't know what that means." I said, chuckling embarrassingly cause I was naked. I used the duvet to cover half of my body cause I didn't want to move right now and let her see everything.

Should I talk politely to her or cause a fuss and make her tell her Boss, so he'd come fuck me...Oh sorry, come send me home.

"Uhmm, what is it?" I went for the polite way.

"Boss asked me to help you bathe, do you'd come downstairs for breakfast." She said politely as well and headed straight to the bathroom.

I wasn't going to buy that shit. Every one of them in the mafioso was trouble.

I stood up, using the duvet to cover my nakedness as I walked to the bathroom.

"So, you were sent here to like..uhm, help me?" I asked.

"Yes, ma'am. From today I was made your maid." She gave a slight bow.

"Oh." was my only response.

Well, what would you expect from a bitch who lived her whole life serving People... someone was serving her now!

But that wasn't the problem.

If she were to know her way around, then she could help me escape.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"Analisa. Lisa in short." She answered.

"Well, Lisa. My name is Katherine. Katty in short." I said.

"Okay, Ma'am." She nodded. "No, there's no need for the ma'am. It's Katty or Katherine or anything with a Katt." I said.

"I'm not sure about that, ma'am. The Boss would be upset. You're his mistress." She said and I frowned.

"I am his what?!" I asked. "His mistress, ma'am." She said it like she was confused that I didn't know that.

How come I didn't know my own identity?

"Is that what he said?" I asked and she nodded.

"I'm going to take my bath, go tell your fucking boss that we have to see before breakfast, yes?" I raised a brow and she contemplated before giving me a nod.

When she was off, I dropped the duvet on the bathroom door and stepped into the tub. A Jacuzzi tub. It was the first time I was using such luxury before. It was nice and very refreshing.

When I was done with my bath, I wrapped a towel that was on the bathroom rack and carried the duvet out.

"Christ!" I gasped and glared. "Can you knock before entering another room that you're not occupying? It's simple courtesy, Mr Tyrone." I addressed him as he has been addressing me.

"Why the fuck did you ask me to come here?" He didn't look anyway pleased.

Well, I wasn't pleased last night when he had.....shut up Katty!

"Well, I didn't force you to come here, neither did they maid. You came here yourself..so deal with it." I rolled my eyes and dropped the duvet on the bed.

He didn't even glance at my body. Even though I was in a towel. I knew I had a body that would make a man look twice but this man was looking like he didn't want to be here right now.

"What did you tell the maid? A Mistress? You could have used a better word..."

"Like wife?" He called out and chuckled. A deep rumble made me look down his chest, wishing to run my hands down there. "I don't do wife Miss Thawne and you're nothing but a Mistress. Someone I have taken to whore around with. When your time is up and you've paid every dime you owe me... you'll walk away free to go marry your Prince charming...cause I'm not one. Now, get your ass downstairs" He said and walked out, slamming the door so hard...I jerked.

I didn't say a word. Neither could my throat form one. I was in deep shit.

When I arrived at the dining table down the stairs, they were three people on the table.

The two men I had seen that night and Alexander.

"Good morning," I whispered but I'm sure they heard, cause they greeted me back.

I ate my food as calmly as I could. The food unlike anything I have ever eaten tasted so nice. So calm to my throat that I couldn't help but moan lowly.

When I was done, I packed my plates and was about to head to the kitchen even though I didn't know where that was..."You can leave it there. Just go to your room." The order came so deeply.

"It's fine. I can wash it. I'm not..."

"Just go to your room!" He snapped and I flinched.

I nodded, dropping the plate on the table and walking up the stairs.

I was a tough girl. I had gone through the worst in all my life and never had I broken down cause some dimwit yelled at me. But this time, I couldn't even reach out to clean my eyes when thick stinging tears ran down my eyes and blurred my vision.

TBC