I was reading a book in the living room when he came in. The following day, he approached me again as if nothing had happened earlier in the kitchen. I assumed he was going on a date because he was dressed casually. Nevertheless, his love life or sex life was none of my business! I waited for him to walk towards the door but he stopped and stood in front of me.“I am done with the cooking and cleaning,” I told him defensively in case he planned to scold me for not doing my job."Let's go shopping," he suggested, and I stared at him in disbelief.“We?” I asked but then I realized that he may need an assistant to carry his shopping bags later. I was about to ask something else, such as the time we had to leave, and our destination, when his expression suddenly changed."Are you deaf?”“Jacob, you didn't have to insult me. I was only asking because I wasn’t sure why you have to take me shopping,” I reasoned out."Go change your clothes," he said."I'm not in the mood to leave the house
When I heard his command to massage my legs, I immediately narrowed my eyes at him. He also glared, and he didn’t like my defiance. I wanted to suggest he could call for home service from a professional masseuse, but the thought of another woman touching him didn’t sit well with me.I wasn't sure why I became obedient when he ordered me to massage his legs; perhaps I just felt bad for him, or I was slowly attracted to him. On the other hand, he was obviously tired, so I figured it was the least I could do. I massaged him for thirty minutes, pressing his muscles at all times. All I could hear were his groans. Was he even moaning? I wasn't sure, but one thing was certain: he was pleased with my services. He had no idea my father used to ask me to massage his tired legs after a long day of meeting with his council."Are you feeling better now?" Before I stopped doing it, I asked him."Yes, please go on,” he told me.I continued to massage his legs but after thirty minutes, I drained all
One day, when Jacob was away, I decided to pay a visit at Pedro’s house. I couldn’t explain it but I wanted to keep Pedro as a friend. We had the same vibes, and I loved his sense of humor. I took a deep breath outside Pedro's room before approaching his door and knocking for strength and courage. "Hello," I murmured, smiling at the most attractive man I'd ever seen, and when he smiled back, how do I express how excited and giddy I felt? Finally, I felt a million butterflies in my stomach, and I knew I'd slobber on him if I didn't close my lips immediately. "Please come in, Bethany." Pedro flung open the door wide to greet me. "Your place is nice," I said from the bottom of my heart, complimenting his space. Or else my mouth would start complimenting him on everything in seconds. Even as a housemaid, I was intrigued by the prospect of living with him. He was gentler than Jacob, and he didn't treat me as if I were a second-class citizen because of my current occupation. "How are thi
The house was deafeningly quiet, so I assumed Jacob had gone wherever he pleased. Then I didn't notice a piece of paper taped to my bedroom door. What on earth is going on here? I cursed aloud after reviewing my daily schedule. I accidentally kicked a nearby trash can, which I later regretted when I had to clean it up. Jacob tried to make me pay for something over which I had no control. It was unfair, and he was annoying! Pedro and I had planned to eat dinner together, but he had to leave, so I waited for Jacob. I waited in the living room until midnight, but he didn't come home. I waited until one o'clock and then went to my room when he didn't appear. I needed to sleep because it was late. When I closed my eyes, I could see his face, and I couldn't help but worry about him. What is the reasoning behind this? I tossed and turned in my bed, hoping he'd arrive home safely. But where has Jacob gone? I forced myself to stay awake, and it was around four a.m. when I heard his car outs
For a few days, Jacob and I had a strained relationship. Finally, I had no choice but to ignore him because he usually ignored me. I returned to my room after finishing my duties, which included cooking and cleaning.I was alone and alone in my room when I realized the time had come for me to move on. I should talk about my pay with Jacob as soon as he gets home. I couldn't wait any longer, and I needed to get away from the people who had recently caused me concern.Pedro paid me a visit one night, but his timing was off. Jacob was inebriated and irritable. When I looked at Jacob, I couldn't understand what he was thinking, but his reactions told me he didn't like seeing Pedro's face in his house.Keeping this in mind, I refused to let Pedro inside and instead spoke with him at the door. "What brings you here, Pedro?" I was curious."You stopped seeing me," he replied."I'm just busy," I pretended."I'm missing you, Bethany," he admitted.Even though Pedro's statement was lovely, I co
I should have been able to put the dreaded kiss behind me, but I couldn't! Instead, I lamented my misfortune at being kissed by a man who was even more evil than Lucifer himself. Despite the fact that it was not my first encounter with him, I felt filthy and violated.I lost count of how many times I washed my teeth and cleaned my mouth in an attempt to forget about the kiss. Then, remembering how I had tried to return the kiss, I sighed in embarrassment, and Jacob insulted me even more by laughing!The next morning, I was surprised to see a man standing outside my room. My brow furrowed as I looked at the hulking man for the first time. "Who are you?" I asked about him."I'm your bodyguard, Miss." He replied.What a delightful surprise! Despite the fact that I was only a maid, I was assigned a bodyguard. I stormed into Jacob's room, yelling at the man. I wasn't prepared to face him again after that heinous kiss, but I didn't have a choice!Nothing is more ridiculous than a maid havin
My mood darkened like the draperies on his window when he smirked, and I saw blood! I was taken aback by his arrogance and started walking away, but I came to a halt when I heard him laugh. He must have thought I was a coward because I couldn't meet his demands.I cursed him and said, "I hope you get herpes soon," as I walked away. It was impolite to wish someone ill, but he brought out the worst in me. When I exited his room, I saw the bodyguard but ignored him. I shouldn't vent my rage on him because he did nothing wrong.Jacob grabbed my arm as I walked into my room. “Hey!” I yelled at him for being disrespectful."That was mean, Bethany," he said."What exactly did you mean by that?" When I wanted you to get herpes as soon as possible? Do you think you're unworthy?" I didn't mind if I hurt his feelings. I simply stopped caring, and he should know that he is the one who is wrong, not me!"This is your chance to apologize to me," he said.“Apologize?” Smirking at his demeanor, I res
I was not pleased when Jacob announced that he would fuck a different lady every day. I was sick to my stomach! Every time someone graced his bed for sexual pleasure, even though it was none of my business, I despised it.I went to see Jacob one morning and found him in the billiards room. He was surprised to see me, but I had no choice! "Sure thing, I'll do it!" I told him about it. Jacob smirked and closed the distance between us, staring into my soulful eyes, when I finally gave up."What factors influence your decision, Bethany?" He whispered something into my ear.I wasn't sure what had prompted me to decline his offer, but one thing was certain: I didn't want anyone near him! Every time he went to see his women, I wanted to stop him. I wanted to scream whenever those women looked at him from a distance during mealtime, but I wasn't in a position to be envious!To put it another way, I had no reason to be jealous. So, after a few seconds, I replied, "I'm not sure.""You want me,"