Mag-log in"Pass me the vegetables." Mariam ordered, pointing to the chopped vegetable at the other end of the kitchen counter.
They were in the kitchen preparing dinner for Bryce to eat when he gets back.
Hera had just finished making potatoes and chicken gravy. Mariam was surprised at how well she cooked but Hera had opened up that she learnt how to cook from the convent.
Every Saturday after morning mass, the sisters usually gave them cooking lessons so it was easy for her to play around with a lot of ingredients.
As time went on, she got really good at it and started preparing food for the children as well.
"I have a problem with mashed potatoes but since you're here, I have a feeling that I'll be pretty good at it very soon" Mariam bragged jokingly as her eyes lit up in fascination.
"Of course ma'am. I'll teach you everything you need to know" she assured her with a smile.
A while after, they were done with dinner.
Hera glanced at the clock in the kitchen. It was already past eight at night. Does their boss usually come back home so late at night? Maybe he was a very busy person that took his job seriously.
He lives in a big house so it's only fitting that he works very hard to maintain it as well.
"I'll go get cleaned up first." Mariam alerted her "Should Incase Bryce shows up, serve him dinner but if I'm back before then I'll serve him myself so that you can also get cleaned."
"Okay" Hera affirmed in a small voice, earning a smile from Mariam.
Mariam hurriedly left the kitchen and went straight to her room in the servant quarters.
Hera decided to clean up the kitchen while she waited.
She wouldn't want Mariam to get upset.
Halfway through the dishes, she felt someone behind her and stirred but then she became relaxed thinking that it was Mariam who had returned from after her shower.
"I'm almost done here Ma'am." She announced "I'll go get cleaned now"
Turning around, she locked her eyes with a huge man with a rippling muscles that almost popped out of his clothes.
He was so tall that he made her feel small.
Her first impulse was to scream but then what if he's the owner of the house? The security would never let a stranger into the house right?
"Who are you and what are you doing here?" He asked and Hera frozed instantly. She has never been in the same room alone with a man before. Back at the convent, it was always the sisters and occasionally the priest that she had seen and acknowledged to be the man.
What is she going to say or do now?
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Bryce arrived home with Nella after a long day at work.
Nella was his childhood friend while growing up. They were very close to the point that most people thought that they would end up together. Although Bryce doesn't have such feelings for her, Nella was madly in love with him and so she proposed a friends with benefit contract between the two of them.
He was allowed to do all the sinful things he wanted to her for as long as she wanted.
At first he didn't agree to it but after one night of seduction, he figured that it wasn't such a bad idea. Thus, the beginning of their sexual relationship.
"Is anyone at home?" Nella had asked the minute they walked into the living room. They could hear clattering of plates and spoons which indicated that the noise was coming from the kitchen.
"Maybe it's Mariam." He had replied casually. "Go upstairs, I'll check it out and join you later" he told her before making his way towards the kitchen.
The more he walked closer to the kitchen, the more the sound became louder.
The minute he stepped in, he was greeted by a pair of round, firm and curvy butt facing towards his direction.
When did Mariam's ass get bigger or is he dreaming?
At first, he stood still and just admired the creation in front of him. It was too beautiful to ignore. The lady's rear end was a piece of work. An alluring piece of work.
"I'm almost done ma'am, I'll go get cleaned now" she announced but he didn't say anything until she turned to face him.
Heavens!
Did an angel fall from above?
Bryce studied her closely. She was clad in a knee length gown that didn't do justice to the curves hidden underneath. Her fair skin glowed like the morning sun shimmering on a lake. Her pouty lips were a bit parted and her hazel eyes complimented her long lashes. Her blonde hair was tied up in a neat bun and he noticed how shocked she was, staring at him.
She had even gone further to hold the washing sponge tightly in her hands. Bryce imagined those hands holding his dick firmly. For some weird reason, he envied the poor sponge.
Too many thoughts were roaming through Bryce's mind at the moment but he focused on the more important one. The lady in front of him.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?"
Hera bowed her head shyly.
"Good evening sir. My name is Hera and I'm the new maid" she introduced herself.
"You're the one replacing Karla?" He wanted to ask but rubbed his head in acknowledgment that she won't know what he was saying or who Karla even was in the first place.
"Where is Mariam?" He asked instead.
"In her room. Should I serve dinner?" She asked him in a quiet voice that stirred something inside him. He has never heard such soothing voice before.
"Don't bother. I'm not hungry" he replied calmly—shocking himself. Since when does he talk to a woman politely?
"Okay sir. I'll just clean up and leave." She stated before turning her back to face him again.
Damn that ass.
It took all his will-power and might to actually look away.
Why is he affected by it? He has seen a lot of it so why is this one any special?
Turning away, he made his way towards his bedroom. He was already disoriented and he needed to relieve his stress. The housekeeper can wait until tomorrow when he's sane enough to talk to her.
Right now, he wanted nothing more than to bury himself inside the tight sheath of Nella's pussy.
"I don't like him," Christina muttered repeatedly to herself after Nathan had left.She had insisted that she doesn't like him that way but Nathan had refused to believe her. To make matters worse, he left because according to him, he needed space to clear his head, whatever that means.Sure, Max was kind and caring but that wasn't enough grounds to like someone or was it? She only saw him as a friend and nothing more. He was still trying to get into her good graces and that's it.The possibility of liking someone like him was low. Way too low especially for someone like her. She would never even dream of it.Nathan was just talking rubbish. He might be saying all those things because he was angry at her. He of all people should know how much she despises Max.They were miles apart and different from each other.She'd just have to find a way to make it up to Nathan and apologize for not replying his texts and hopefully, all of this would be sorted out.Just as she was about the settle
"So, we're back at your place." Max announced, his fingers drumming quietly on the steering wheel as his car came to rest just outside her apartment."It sure looks like it," Her answer was brief as her lips stretched into a thin smile, forcing her already rising nerves to go still.Max waited for Christina to say something after that statement but she was silent and he didn't know what to make of it. He didn't know what was going through her mind.He was a bit nervous. It felt like he was dropping off his date back at home after prom. He genuinely didn't know what to say after that and he didn't know what to expect from her either.Deep down, he didn't want this meeting to be their last. He knew that she had given him permission to call and text him but that was all there is to it.He wouldn't be able to visit her anymore even if he wanted to. The project was finished and there was no nothing to use as an excuse to come running back so if she steps out of his car today, it'll probabl
Christina woke up bright and early when the rays of sun hit her through the curtains of their room. She groaned awake and opened her eyes slowly.Her eyes searched around the empty room she was sleeping in but there was no sign of Max. Alarmed, she sat upright. Her head was in a mess.Last night, it has taken almost a miracle for her to fall asleep but Max kept her company all through the night until she finally did.He had promised that he wouldn't leave her side so she was surprised to see that he wasn't next to her when she woke up. At what point did he even leave?And how come she never noticed?Just as she was about to go full panic mode, the door pushed open and he walked in. He was already dressed and was surprised to see that she was awake."Where did you go?" She asked, jumping out of bed to meet him halfway. "I was worried you know? You could've at least dropped a note or something to tell me that you were stepping out for a while.""But you were sleeping beautifully. I didn
"Please!" Christina begged desperately from her sleep. "Please don't touch me!" She whispered, eyes close with her entire body drenched in a pool of her own sweat.She shook from side to side as tears slid from her eyes and disappeared into the already wet pillow."Let me go!" She pleaded profusely, "Someone please, help me." She sniveled, her lips quivering as she trembled massively.Max opened his eyes when he heard a soft voice crying out from the other side of the room. At first, he waited to listen and after realizing that it came from Christina, he rushed over to her bed side almost immediately."Don't let him hurt me. Please, stop him." She cried out, trashing from both sides of the bed as her hair clung to her face like a second skin.He sat down next to her and shook her carefully, "Christina, wake up!"When she didn't budge, he became more worried and resulted to using more force. "Open your eyes Christina. Please open them."Her eyes snapped open in an instant and she flew
"Here is your keycard." The receptionist handed Max a plastic card and he reached out to take it. "I hope you have a wonderful stay here and if you need anything, don't hesitate to call.""Sure." Max answered and ducked his head towards Christina who was trembling uncontrollably, her head facing the ground.He needed to get her inside so that she could be warm but he also knew that he shouldn't force her or she would be weary of him.It's already bad for her that she's spending the night with him and he knows that she's going through multiple mental breakdown at the moment for her decision and he wouldn't want to add to it."Let's go." He said in a calm voice and she slowly raised her face to meet his.Christina didn't even know why she agreed to this in the first place. Sharing a room with a man might not seem like a big deal to a lot of people but if felt that way to her.This is something that she had never done before.Even back at the convent, she always shared her space with the
"How long do you think it'll take before we arrive home?" Christina asked and Max glanced over at his watch before facing the road again."I think that it'll take a while but I'll make sure you arrive safely so you don't have to worry." He answered and she fell back to her chair. Since they left the orphanage, neither of them have found the courage to start up a conversation.Max didn't know what to say or how to even say it. He wanted to thank her for accompanying him even though she didn't have to but he just couldn't.Which is weird because he always knew what to say to women and how to say it. He's never the type to think so much about how to articulate his words before he says them.But with her, he finds himself trying to tame his words before he utters them because he didn't want to cross a boundary where she would get upset with him.Glancing over to the passenger seat beside him, he watched her briefly.Her eyes were looking outside the window and the evening non-luminous glo







