Maid For Daddies 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 11 - 챕터 20

Billie.I pushed the trolley through the connecting door at the far end of Molly’s room, and the bathroom opened before me like another world entirely.It was far bigger than the image in my mind had suggested. The ceiling soared high, dark marble walls veined with gold catching the recessed lighting in endless ripples. The bathtub dominated the center: a freestanding oval of pure white marble, so large it could have fit three people comfortably, polished to a glassy sheen. Gold fixtures gleamed of a faucet, showerhead, handheld wand all curved and elegant, like something pulled from a palace. The tub faced a wide window that stretched almost floor-to-ceiling, framed in heavy black drapes that were currently drawn back. Beyond the glass, the estate rolled out in manicured lawns fading into shadowed gardens, the horizon swallowed by deepening blue.Whoever sat in that tub would see everything as well as the reflection of their own body in the dark glass at night.I stood there a mom

Billie. I dropped the last bottle of bleach into the laundry basket. The handle dug into my palm, heavy with supplies. I glanced at my phone: 7:02 p.m. I had until 8:40 to be back at the estate. Plenty of time. “Temperatures dropping tonight, folks, dipping into the low forties. Bundle up, stay warm, but no rain in the forecast. Just don't jump in the lake haha.”The radio crackled from the speaker near the registers.I paid, thanked the cashier, and headed toward the exit, basket swinging against my hip. My phone buzzed in my pocket.Unknown number.I hesitated, then answered.“Hello?”“Billie? Oh my god, it’s Mills!”A familiar voice came through.Mills, my colleague from Judy’s Fast Food. We hadn’t spoken in a while. “Mills? Wow. It’s been forever.”“Too long! You okay?”She asked. I shifted the bags to my other arm. “Yeah. I’m… fine.”“So where are you?” She asked. “ Just in town.” I said. She was briefly whispering something. “ Like where exactly, I am wrapping up early so

Billie.My eyelids felt heavy as I forced them to open slowly, blinking against the dimness.The room was darker than mine. The air smelled different too, something sweet mixed with a familiar cologne. A solid warmth pressed against my back, someone’s arm wrapped firmly around my waist, hand splayed flat over my stomach, holding me close. In front of me, a broad chest rose and fell in slow rhythm with clean, defined abs under smooth skin, another hand resting gently on my lower back, thumb brushing idle circles through the fabric.I was sandwiched between two men. I tilted my head up to find it's Leon. His face was inches from mine. As intimidating as he is, he's pretty good looking even asleep. Slowly, I turned my head the other way.Silas lay behind me. Arm locked around my waist. His chest pressed to my spine. He was shirtless as well. Confusion crashed in.I wasn’t dreaming. Or… I was. This isn't real, if I close my eyes and count to five I'll wake up. I counted and opened

Billie.I sat on the edge of my bed, freshly dressed in a pair of dark jeans and a fitted crop top I’d found in the closet. The jeans hugged my thighs and hips tighter than I remembered, the waistband pressing just enough to remind me that I'm fat. The top ended above my navel, exposing a strip of skin I suddenly wished I could cover. I stood up slowly and faced the full-length mirror.My reflection stared back.I tilted my head, trying to see what Leon might have seen in that split-second glance.“Pig. Oink oink. You’re so ugly. It’s disgusting. All he saw was a fat ugly whore. ”Brian’s voice slithered uninvited.I could see him pointing and laughing. It stung that I shut my eyes tight and shook my head hard.When I opened them again, it was just me.Maybe I should lose weight. Breakfast had been light, but I could skip lunch… Dinner too. I am 121 pounds now, aiming to trim down to 95 pounds. It would be easy enough if I tried. Anything to make the next time someone saw me feel l

Billie.I was standing in a quiet room, then the walls dissolved into sand and a blue sky above me. Suddenly I was on the beach, barefoot, the ocean stretching out in front of me. The waves looked alive.I took one step back.The water surged forward, faster than it should have, pulling at my ankles like invisible hands. I tried to run, but the sand sucked at my feet. The pull grew stronger, dragging me deeper. Cold water climbed my calves, my thighs and my waist.I struggled, arms flailing, but the current was merciless. My legs gave out and I fell.Suddenly I was underwater. But I wasn’t drowning.Someone was holding me.Warm lips pressed against the side of my neck. Strong arms circled my waist, keeping me floating. I turned in the embrace and saw Law’s hair drifting in the current.“Either you turn your fear into something pleasurable,” he murmured against my skin, “or you let it consume you.”His mouth found mine to a deep kiss. Fear melted away. In its place bloomed a pleasur