She gazes back at the man driving, only then did she realize that she was crying. Without waiting for another second to go by, she wipes her face while clearing her throat...
"You seem troubled," he tells her but the girl doesn't reply. She was embarrassed to be such a crybaby before him..."It's ok if you don't want to talk, I get it" he flashes a sweet smile at her. She was able to see through the mirror..."thanks" her tone was grateful, she was happy he didn't try to pry words out of her mouth even though she wouldn't have replied..."Derrick..." he didn't demand hers but the suspense made Smiles aware that he was waiting for hers...she didn't want to tell him but looking into it, what's the big deal? it's not like something will change and since he is working for the Mr. CEO, she will at least have someone to talk to only if she makes herself approachable..."Smiles" her voice was soft and soothing to the ears. His smiles widened."I couldn't believe such a name exists..." he jokes and the girl glares at him hard..."don't get me wrong....it's a pretty name for someone like you" he laughs heartily. The look on her face could make a thousand die of laughter..."But you don't look like your name!" he tells her. She stares at him confusedly..."How can one's name look like the person?" for the first time since he tried starting up a conversation, she finally spoke up normally..."you are supposed to be smiling all the time, portray your name in you...like me, my name is Derrick and I talk a lot, to help free out people's stress" he chuckles at his own words, finding it funny...Well, he has never thought about the meaning of his name...why should he? The chuckles turn into laughter. Smiles stares at him confusedly at first but later on, laughs along seeing how funny he looks when he is laughing...Derrick is a simple and good-looking guy. good looking was an understatement. He had cherry black hair and amber blue eyes, as he glanced at her through the rear-view mirror..."Always be you, Smiles... don't let anyone tell you who you have to be..." She didn't expect him to say such, like never...A light smile creeps on her face as she nods her head to him..."I won't," she tells him. Somehow, it feels odd as to why she was feeling a type with him around...it's not like she was in love with him or something but somehow, it felt like she's related to him...She chuckles at her thought knowing she sounds ridiculous right now...The soft sound of her voice sends sweet melodic waves that hit every corner of the car. It was pleasing to the ears as Derrick closed his eyes in satisfaction..."Am I that fun to make you laugh?" he asked. she shakes her head still smiling..."no! just laughing over my ridiculous thought" he nods at her word...the car was once again, consumed in total silence..."Do you sing?" her brows twist in confusion as he stares at him meeting his gaze, it was only then she realized they had the same eye color...the awkward feeling intensified but not wanting to stress herself, she shut out the feeling..." No! Why ask?" even though she seems not to be too interested, deep down, she was eager to hear him out..."Just, you've got a nice voice" he compliments and a light blush creeps on her face..."thank you" unconsciously, she pulls on her cherry brown wavy hair behind her ears...her amber eyes shine so brightly...After what seems like a long ride, they finally stop in front of a big white mansion...Smiles gasp at the sight of the beautiful view before her, everything was just screaming for wealth...Derrick leads her into the mansion where she was directed to her room which was on the second floor. It was also called the master floor because that's where Keane Austin's room was located. The room was beautifully decorated with a larger king-size bed at the center of the room, this got her wondering if the lady made a mistake..." Excuse me, Ma'am, please where is my room?" her tone was low and polite, with how large the room is, there was no doubt it was Keane's room. The lady's brow twisted in confusion, not understanding her question..."you in it," she tells her, making her way out. Smiles eyes widen at the realization that it's hers, this could only mean that she underestimates his capacity as wealth...The excitement was something she couldn't hide as she jumped on the bed, feeling the softness and coldness of the bed. This day somehow begins in a way that she described as fair enough... She didn't know how long she had stayed in her room because of how comfortable she was...and only the knock on the door draws her back to the present"Come in" the door opens and a man of age fifty-five walks in. He was dressed in a black suit, looking all elegant. His brown hair with strands of cream white was combed behind, giving him a manly yet old look..."Ms, the young Master, ask for you to come down for dinner" Her mind which was carefree a moment ago was now clouded with thoughts..." When did the Master arrive?" she was in a complete mess, her hair, her dress, and she hasn't gotten a bath since she arrived..."a few minutes ago" his answer was short and straight to the point..."Can I get a minute to get dressed well?" she pleaded and they stared at her for some seconds before giving in..." three minutes" she was happy and immediately, she rushed to her closet to get dressed properly. It's better to avoid any punishment of his than to make it worse. He steps out of the room and closes the door, patiently waiting for her outside...In no time, she was done as she walked out following the man before her...She wonders how it feels like to work for a rich man like Keane Austin, well, she need not wonder because she is about to face it herself...Coming down the stairs, she stares down at the large living room as her heart keeps pounding hard in her chest for reasons unknown to her...When she steps down the stairs, her gaze meets with his cold and deathly gaze, freezing up her whole being...She walked to him silently, not daring to say a word, and stood by the side, with her head lowered..." Welcome back, Master" it felt weird for her but she was left with no other choice..."sit" his voice was cold. She quickly takes the seat on his left. "Mr. Chin is the Butler, go to him if you need anything" she nods a yes. The room went completely silent, she just stood there staring at the empty plate before her...He was so busy with his phone that he didn't realize she wasn't eating..."why are you not eating?" she swallows her accumulated spit in her mouth..."y-you haven't...ordered...me" she stutters causing him to stare at her in complete shock but he was quick to wipe it off..."Go on and eat" by his command, she moves and starts serving herself...She didn't get to enjoy the food when a man walked in and whispered something to him..."Leave now to your room" his deep baritone voice vibrates sending chills down her spine...there was something wrong with how he spoke. Without
He stood before her like a predator who had gotten his prey right where he wanted... He could perceive the sweet smell of the soap she used...She could barely stand still due to how close they were, anxiousness and fear were slowly consuming her. She licks her lips and gulps her saliva...That one move of hers didn't go unnoticed, his gray eyes sparkled with interest. She could feel his finger trailing down her cheeks to her chin, then to her neck...She shut her eyes close at the feel of his hands going down to her collarbone. At a fast pace, her chest rises and falls...His hot and heavy breath hits her face, unconsciously, she squeezes on her towel...He pushes on her hands, making way for him to have easy access to her soft breast. She gasps at the feel of his hands cupping her breast, milking on it..."It wasn't intentional...I-I" she whimpers in pain. thinking it was her punishment, she still struggles to explain herself..."I-I was..."..."Ahh" He squeezed her nipple hard, causing h
Staying at home all day was a lame and boring thing to Smiles...To keep herself busy, she spent her free time baking cake and some pastries. It was as if there was a special occasion going on, with the sweet aroma of her work of art screaming all over the large living room...Baking is her hobby, and doing it makes her happy though she isn't good enough at icing, the words fair can be used to rate her...With a happy face, she serves everyone in the mansion, not forgetting to reserve some for Keane...It was passed bedtime and Keane wasn't home. She was bored waiting...Why am I suddenly acting like an obedient housewife?" she thought to herself, finding it funny...A while later, Keane walks into the mansion, and Butler rushes to his side, welcoming him..."Where is she?" the Butler knew who he was referring to..."In her room, young Master" he informs. Keane throws at him his coat and makes his way upstairs...Her room was empty, but the splashing of water in the bathing room was heard.
"don't stare, move closer" He runs his hands on his wet hair. looking like a sex god as the water falls down his perfect body down to his shaft, dripping like rain droplets...Her eyes were as though they would fall off her socket balls if opened any further. She stares at him with her mouth open, gulping occasionally..."What are you waiting for?" His deep baritone voice pulls her out of her trance. She moves closer, kneeling before him."pleasure me" he commands. her hands shiver as though the water falling on her was cold. She holds onto his erect shaft, not knowing what to do..."w-what should I do, Master?" She gazes at him innocently. His brows twist, not in confusion but amazement...how can she be clueless on such a thing?"you haven't done this?" He asked. She nods a yes..." how come? you should be knowledgeable about such tricks to pleasure men" he tells her. Now she understands, guess this is the reason why Mark cheated on her with Xena... because Xena is the party and hot t
In a large luxury bedroom, lie Smiles, on the bed naked facing the ceiling...Her heart tugs loudly in her chest, she squeezes on the sheets trying to keep her cool...Keane walks to her with a piece of creamy ice cake on a plate and places it by the bedside..."Pardon me, Master...how does eating your cake get to do with me lying naked?" her cracked voice vibrates. She stares at him with pleading eyes but he just brushes it off."I don't take dessert after the main course, I take it alongside the main course" the mischievous smile on his lips as his gaze traveled down her body..." the delicious flavor of the cake and yours makes it the perfect combination of any cuisine" She gulps down nervously. How will she be able to survive this? His voice, his very words... It's like scissors cutting through her sanity...Sitting by her side, he carries on the cream with his finger and rubs it on her lips...not knowing what he intends to do, she licks it off..."interesting" he captures her lips,
She watches him leave, without a word. She couldn't tell what was wrong or what she did wrong. How can he just leave like that? she wonders. She stayed there, hoping he would come back but after a long wait, he never came.She was still chained to the headboard, completely naked with not even a sheet on her body. She blinks continuously, trying hard not to burst into tears. her heart is heavy, and her hands ache...Using her legs, she struggles to pull on the covers. After a long trial, she finally succeeded in covering her lower body...Consuming her pain, she falls asleep.In the early hours of the morning, Keane stood by the bedside, watching her sleep ever so peacefully, looking so innocent and cute. She moans in pain as she struggles to turn around. He opens the stringers, letting her hands loose. He pulls on the covers over her body, and she curls herself under, feeling the unfamiliar warmth she was deprived of. With one more glance at her, he walks out of the room. The morning su
"I am not!" Her tone was firm and harsh, startling Derrick."Chill out girl, was just trying to make you feel better" he explains."didn't ask for it" She shrugged off her shoulder, not wanting to listen. She knows she means absolutely nothing to him but him leaving without saying anything to her is a slap to her face. At least, she deserves to know, like everyone else living in this godforsaken mansion."Now you are being rude!" Derrick takes a long stride, following her inside."No, I am not" She denies."What's wrong? you know you can tell me anything" Derrick has always been a reasonable and understanding gentleman but today just wasn't the time."nothing ok, just let me be" she declares firmly. Derrick froze on his spot, staring at her. He couldn't believe she just talked to him like that as if he is no one important. Maybe he isn't but at least, for someone willing to hear her out, she should have been a bit nicer."alright! no more bugging you on the same question" He surrender
Derrick had no time to think. He had to be in the office before the clients. With that, he hands her a $100 bill for her fair but Smiles refuses to say she got it under control. Derrick couldn't insist any further and drive off, taking the opposite direction to where they came."stupid you" She cursed herself. That was just too generous of her to turn down his offer and his money."dump ass girl" She kicks in the air. She was angry at her stupid senseless self. She walks gently back home. She was in no haste, there was no Keane to order her around nor to question her whereabouts. "Smiles!" She heard a voice calling from behind and knowing who it was, she didn't turn. The familiar voice only brings nothing but pain to her already injured heart."What more does he want from me?" she asked herself, increasing her steps. He grabs her wrist and forcefully pulls her to him. She crashes into his broad chest. His familiar sweet scent hits her nostrils but it was different, everything was d