Why Can't I Be Yours?

3// Unproductive Results

"Is it true that WestLand passenger aircraft are reported to be missing?" a female journalist asked.

"Yes," Charles answered.

"How long has the issue been reported and what measures have been taken to find the aircraft?" a male reporter inquired.

"It was reported a few minutes before noon specifically, it's been 9 hours since the search was conducted. Other agencies and cooperations have collaborated with us in locating the plane and we hope that it gets found. We are doing our best to locate it on radar and the search team is giving their best to find the aircraft." Charles spoke.

"How long do you think it will take for the matter to be resolved?" another asked and Ethan started making way for Charles in the crowd along with other of Charles' employees. The reporters were adamant and tried to force words out of him.

"That would be all for now," Charles responded and started leaving the hall.

As they left, reporters followed suit. Ethan and Charles along with other employees and bodyguards went into the lift to avoid them but this didn't stop them. They followed suit and as they neared the lift, it closed leaving them outside and keeping Charles and his crew locked in.

Out of the lift, Charles spoke while the other employees left for their office. "What was that for?" he asked.

"Sir, I have no idea about it. They weren't there previously and I least expected to see them by this time." Ethan said.

He wasn't happy about the condition his boss had found himself in and it lingered on his face through a frown.

"Sir, are you alright?" Ethan continued.

"I'm good. You should get back to work." Charles said and entered his office.

He was tired from the numerous meetings he attended and the press engagement. He didn't deserve all that was happening to him.

If others were to be punished, he shouldn't. He took charge of the company early, immediately after he gained his Master in Business Administration (MBA), and within three years of his reign as the CEO, the company attained more profit and fame.

*****

It's almost 10:00 p.m. and Sir Charles hasn't returned. Standing, I took a glance at the mirror and it reflected my perfectly carved brows as well as my deep dark eyes which are surrounded by my thick dark and long lashes.

Still looking, I directed my view to my pink and dark plump lips which are full and pretty thanks to my African origin. I touched my face placing my hand vis-a-vis and I pushed my big cheeks.

Standing, it's obvious that I'm not among those lucky to be tall whom I admire greatly, being slightly above 5.2 ft. Stretching my right hand to my back and while reaching for my black hair, the weight seemed too heavy for one hand so I stretched the other to properly extend my hair just below my butt.

Afterwards, I slid my hands on my hips to adjust my dress and I could feel them even from my pink nightie. They were so large that they could be seen even if I was to wear one of Sir Charles's baggy trousers.

I continued arranging my nightie which was below my knee thereby revealing my fat legs. I arranged my nightie some more, adjusting the sleeve of my dress and ensuring that my breast wasn't revealed since I'd be serving Sir Charles when he returns. Staring closely, I realised that my nightie glowed on my pure-white skin and I loved it.

Afterwards, I sat on my bed and grabbed my phone to check the time. It was already 9:45 p.m. and I felt disappointed because Sir Charles wasn't fond of coming home late. If he was to arrive late, he would have placed a call to notify us that he would sleep out.

Not pleased that sir Charles, my boss and love wasn't back, I paced my room and It dawned on me that something could have gone wrong since he isn't back or probably, is he in danger. I wouldn't want that. It would hurt my heart and soul and I can't afford for him to be in harm's way.

Since the first day I arrived at the mansion, I have always loved him and seeing him, it appeared pleasing to work as a maid. He means everything to me and I still can't believe that I fell in love so easily. I had always thought that love grew through dedication in a relationship but I was wrong.

Now, I realise that love happens especially when you least expect it. It's pleasing to finally fall in love and at that, while young. I never expected to find love at 19.

I thought I wasn't born to love someone but now I'm aware that everyone would be allowed to love at least once. I'm aware that our differences are much because of who he is and the position I hold but lately, he has been nicer and I think it's not a bad idea to be loved and noticed. As I thought of him, my cheeks felt hot and I realised that I was blushing.

Images of his figure filled my head, his thick brows, his shiny beard hair, his awesome deep blue eyes, amazing and perfect lips, his broad and muscular chest that anyone would crave to touch, his abs, his silky jet black hair and how awesome he looks on his office wear. It all replayed like he was present and it earned a broad smile on me. On a deeper thought, I realised that Sir Charles looks Hindu, or maybe it's because of his beard and pointed nose.

"He's so handsome."

I said as I thought deeper about him. I couldn't drag him out of my mind and it made me wonder how I would feel if I were given a little attention.

I think I'd run mad for him. I'm crazy about him and I know that there's nothing I can do about It. I can only wish that my plans for school surface and that I stand a chance of being with him after doing so. Quickly, I repositioned myself on the bed as I waited for him to return.