Mirabel kept backing away, till her back was to the wall, she looked around wildly for a means of escape but it was just the door and he had licked it and had the key in his possession.The window was made of strong iron and she could not pull it off even if she had the whole day to do that which she didn't. There was no weapon and if there was, she could not harm her mistress's husband.She was at crossroads. She did not know what to do and the man was advancing towards her until he was almost on her.She left her position at the last minute and he hit the wall but she could not do much since the door was locked.She did not know how to pray but she started muttering words of prayers yt it would seem that her prayers was not heard because he laughed devilishly as he advanced menacingly this time towards her. The look on his face scaring her to death and his threatening stance doing much worse.She took a flower vase, and muttered a silent word of apology to her mistress and threaten
Mirabel did not know what to do. She could not face her mistress now. She tried to avoid her madam as much as she could.She also made sure to make herself scarce whenever her boss was home.She felt very filthy.She had felt defiled when Ken had taken advantage of her but with Mr. MacDonald, she felt betrayed. She had never thought that a seemingly gentleman with principles could stoop as low as he did and she had come to love and respect him as the father she had lost.But now, she realised that it had all been a pretense.How was she better than Fanny now? One would argue that Fanny was doing it of her own free will but she must have been forced into it at first and she had no moral justification yo judge Fanny because now though against her will, she was betraying her mistress's trust as well.Her mistress noticed this and called for her one day.'Yes, ma'am. You called for me?''I did. Is anything the problem? It might be my imagination but I feel that you are avoiding me. Is it
Mirabel felt that it was time she left the MacDonalds. She could not live in the same house where such debauchery took place.She knew that her boss was still having it with Fanny and who know who else and he would not stop trying to sleep with her. She had to leave for her peace of mind.She had thought that she would stay there with them and raise enough money to get a decent place of her own and pay for a place where she could open her eatery and fulfil her mother's dreams for her but she could not possibly do that now.Her body had been violated continuously. Who knows of any organ had been broken or destroyed.She could not take it anymore.She had to find a room of her own and start working elsewhere. It was just that the rent of the new place would take part of the money she would have been saving for her eatery.But that was better than getting violated everytime. Only the fear of when next he was going to try to force himself on her was killing her.She was going to speak to
Mirabel came out of hiding and went back into the house. She started packing her things.She went to the place she had buried the money she had been saving, together with that which her mother gave her but it was not there.She wanted to go mad.'Take it easy and search well. You must have kept it somewhere else' she tried to calm herself.But panic was rising because she knew that she had left it there.But she still calmed down enough to go through the room again. She found the tin in a place she had not expected.How had the position of the tin changed? Without the money in it, how was she going to start her life outside of the Macdonald's mansion?She poured the money on the bed and counted and as far as she was concerned, the money was complete.She hid it in her bag alongside her clothes and awaited her mistress's return.In the meantime, she finished her work and was surprised at the way the cook looked at her with something akin to pity.She was not sure but guessed that the c
'What are you thanking your mistress for?' Mr. MacDonald asked again registering the shock in Mirabel's eyes and the box in her hands.'Oh darling, you are back? Mirabel and I have been busy packing. She told me something when I got back today. Something unexpected'. she said.Mr. MacDonald felt fear. Had the stupid girl revealed everything to his wife then? What was going to be his defence?'And what did she tell you exactly. No matter what it is, I know it cannot be the truth'.The wife was surprised at his utterance.'You have not even heard what she told me, and you have already determined that it is not the truth? Are you annoyed with her for something?' she asked.Her husband but his tongue. She was not acting as though Mirabel told her about his debauchery but she might be pretending too.'Oh, I was thinking of something else, what exactly did Mirabel tell you?''Well, she said she would like to leave and immediately too. She said that she hadn't wanted to leave without telling
Mirabel set out the next day. Her mistress had fulfilled her promise to her and given her the money.Her boss had offered to drive her part of the way but she had felt that that was his way of stopping midway and completing what he couldn't the other day. She knew that he had not forgiven her for running off the way she did the previous day and quitting her job.'Don't bother sir, I can find my way'. she had replied.'I insist!' he said.'But I refuse sir. Thank you and please sir, I shall not accept. So please do not insist any further. You have done so much as it is'.He gave up while nursing his fury. He had wanted to know where she was going and where she was going to be living. If alone, then he wanted to pay her uninvited visits and continue his lecherous activities with her. That way, he would not have to take precautions about his wife ever getting to know.But he was not going to give up.Mirabel had taken the decision without careful consideration. She did not know where to
Mirabel went and got all that she needed the following day. Utensils and the like. On her way, she tried to see if there was anywhere she could find a notice of any vacancy.She did not want to go to her former employers who she had ditched when she went to live with the MacDonalds.As she returned to her house, a young boy approached her.'Good afternoon pretty', he said.'Good afternoon', she replied still walking on.'Please could I speak to you for a while?'Mirabel had no such time. She did not want to stay outside her house unnecessarily and she was not interested in knowing what the boy had in mind. Do, without any response, she just walked on.The boy kept going after her and pleading to be given a chance to speak to her.In order for the boy not to know where she lived and come to her house, troubling her, she decided to hear him out and end the discussion right there.'Okay, what is it you have to say? Please be fast about it for I have alot of things to do and I am expected
Jaden MacDonald felt that he would become insane if he didn't have Mirabel soon.He could not understand it. He had never felt such a need for anyone in the past.Was it because she was forbidden to him? Was it her resistance that kept drawing him to her. Was it a chauvinistic need to dominate her, to tame her and make her submissive to him? He did not know the answer to that but what he did know was that he could not keep a level head long enough to plan a fool proof strategy to get under Mirabel's pants again.He decided to try again that night but when he got there, and tried the door, it was locked and all his tricks could not make her open the door.He didn't know why she did not respond this time.Could it be that she was with someone and did not want to be disturbed or had she caught up on his tricks.It was most probably the later because she must have asked the owner and the he must have denied coming to knock on her door the previous night.Well, if she will be extra carefu