AZALEA
We reached back at the mansion and I got out of the car with him, straightening my dress and stepped forward to leave just when he grabbed my wrist and lifted me up by my waist, placing me on the car's hood.
With that restless look in his eyes, he began kissing my neck while his fingers were tracing my body like they own it. In this darkness, when his lips landed on my skin it made me forget about my limits, my morals, myself, in him. This was extremely questionable, everything that I let him do to me. Even my mind didn't object a bit, letting my body get spoiled with this intoxication.
My heart began to race when his kisses turned rough, biting, nibbling my skin. A moan escaped my lips while a smirk formed on his. I grabbed his shirt tightly, moaning with my breath almost gone by now.
All of a sudden, I heard a feminine voice from the corner of the entrance.
"Igor! Who is she?" A lady screamed.
He didn't acknowledge her presence and continued with what he was doing. But I couldn't ignore her presence through the dense darkness. Getting startled, I pushed him away from me and hopped down looking at her.
I couldn't see who she exactly was as she went inside as soon as I got back in my senses.
Who was she? Judging from the way she asserted her question, was she... his wife? Or maybe someone else, another plaything like me? I left him there, rushing back inside the mansion as soon as I could without thinking about anything next.
If today I would have made this mistake of letting go of myself for him, I would have regretted it more than what I even have an idea about. Just one thing to remember, I'm his maid, just a maid, with no other possible ways from here.
Entering back inside my room, I saw Flora on the bed, scrolling through her phone in her night suit.
She sat up straight as soon as she saw me enter in.
"Woah!! Who's you, where's my roommate? " she exclaimed while eyeing my dress with her eyes wide open until surprise.
Sitting on my bed with no hope, I looked over at her. I sighed and threw myself on the bed, my heart pounding restlessly.
"Where did you get this? You're looking good though. Wait! Were you out with someone? Who the hell took you out without Don's permission? " she asked reaching next to me, her frown getting more emphasised.
"Don... Himself..." I replied, panting while she was nearly exploding with questions.
"Ok, alright, tell me the whole story before I pass away of a stroke."
I sat up, closing my eyes in attempt of convincing myself that everything's alright.
I didn't have much to say, nothing to explain. I was just in frustration and disbelief. Frustration of how I can let myself ruin my leveling up life again. Disbelief of how what I saw outside today. Who was that lady? And the most important thing, why is someone's presence in his life bothering me?
"Flora, is Boss... Married? I mean, like is he seeing someone? ”
"I'm not someone who'd know this exactly, but I think not. "she added an absurd relief to my burning soul. But this won't change this fact that he's trying to mess with my feelings and it'll quickly turn into messing my life.
"I don't know just what's going on in me. First he tries to be all sweet and then whenever he's angry he's like his scary demons. I don't know what he wants from me. No matter if this is play for him but I'm afraid if I ever fall for his play, what'll happen?”
Staring in the void of this room, I sighed.
“I've been craving it for years. To feel how even slightest bit of admiration feels, to realize that even I deserve to have feelings. Maybe, that's what will make me follow it blindly that I should not. " With a pause, I layed my head on her lap as she immediately accepted my words, stroking my hairs.
“I know. Azalea, it's not wrong to follow what you crave, you deserve everything that you've been kept away from, love, care, affection. It's just waiting for the right person to bless you with it. "
She kissed my forehead and I felt safer than ever, thinking about everything she spoke that felt so beautiful to me. She's right, I need someone who's right, who's going to show me what really affection is.
IGOR
How incredible she looked in that dress, she was owning it all. I could have easily stared at her for days only if Lucia didn't have to interrupt right them. That little angel would be in my arms right now, next to me.
I can't get her out of mind. There's no way I can forget her innocent, charming face, happily jumping around in the park like a free bird that was meant for freedom not for a cage.
Every time I think about her, it takes my heart to such a peaceful state where I don't want anyone else just her.
I am curious to see how far I can go for her. It's going to be an extremely fun sport to play.
"Call me again, I'll be right here. "
"Just leave already. " I said while laying down. Maybe that alcohol wasn't strong enough for today or I wouldn't be noticing her presence for much. She glared at me before closing the door with a thud as if this isn't what she signed up for.
What was she expecting me to say after all? It's her who thinks she can make me feel a ‘certain type of way’ if she gets to spend some time with me.
•••
AZALEA
It's been more than a month now. Almost three months since I've been working here and I'll still say, not as bad as I thought. Getting to know people here is becoming my favorite thing to do. Flora and I have spend days staying up all night as we feast while rewatching all the episodes of her favorite drama.
Everyday ever since after I went out with boss, he's quiet towards me and ignores me most of the times. I still can't get enough of his presence. Every time he's close, it evokes a heat in my core that screams for his attention but I don't get any. I wonder if he'll ever talk to me again? Possibly the most controversial thing to think of, yet I wonder.
Like any other day, I was late for shift and now I don't have any more expectations from me. If I could sleep, instead of thinking about him, I would have made it out here earlier. I stopped by the kitchen to know if Don wants something in his room.
Today I have to do the gardening so I won't be going up there again and again. That's better, I can say.
I found Annie in the living room so I decided to ask her if there's some work that I can help with.
"Good Morning. I'm off to the garden. Is there anything you want me to help with?"
She thought for a second and turned to me, answering,
"Azalea, garden's on others for today. You'll take care of Boss's room. Take his breakfast along with you."
"He have his breakfast yet? It's half past eight already. " I enquired, starting to get frustrated as I could not escape him now.
"No, he didn't. Now go and take it to him" she left me there with random thoughts. How bold of me to assume I'll escape him.
Picking up the breakfast, I was dragging myself upstairs towards his room. I can't understand why but my gut feeling says I'm done. All I can do is pray even though it hardly works near him. I was pretty hungry too right now. I barely had a moment to eat anything before realizing I'm late.
After what's been happening with me for these months, I barely think he'll even notice me.
I reached his room, finally. The door was open fully and I could hear a feminine voice coming from within. She was laughing at something or maybe arguing, quite confusing to figure out.
Is she.... Is she that same lady from that night? What's she doing in his room? This is more awkward for me now. I don't even get to leave without completing my work either.
I placed a knock on the door after inhaling deeply, few times to pump up some courage.
"Come" he replied in that same cold yet rich tone.
I advanced in with small steps and saw him laying on his bed with a lady who was almost hovering over him like a blanket, nearly naked in her blue lace.
She had blonde, Bob cut hairs, deep tanned skin with slim long legs. Her eyes were covered with eyeshadow, eyeliner, mascara and what not. That face of hers was already killing me with that attitude she gave me.
I saw her lower the blanket as she tried to show off her fingers rubbing against his chest.
Were they...?!
My God! What did I just walk in on!?
Thought of this made me want to run out right now. It was so stupid of me to even come here in first place. I stood there like a joke with a long face. Placing the tray on the stand. I thought of ignoring them and continued with cleaning work in here. Act calm and it'll be alright.
"Out!" He glared at her and signalled her to leave the room.
"I thought you wanted a second round baby." She spoke almost touching his lips with hers as if trying to seduce him. Alright I need to look away now.
"delay, kak ya, blyad', govoryu" (Translation: Do as I fucking say.) He warned her while shoving her away from him.
She rolled her eyes and dressed up in her clothes. Picking up her handbag and left, glaring at me one last time before banging the door loudly. It was just me and him now, in this room. Now, his eyes were on me. Scanning me from top to bottom while he was still on his bed. This is so awkward. I need to do something.
"Did you sleep well Don." It was all I could manage to say. Congratulations to me. I just set a new world record in messing up my life. Who in the hell asks someone if he slept well or not when I just saw a girl leave his room.
He grinned, sliding down the blanket over him when he stood up. He just had his boxers on that made his huge self so clearly visible. I closed my eyes and turned around before evaporating in mists of shyness. I could sense his steady approach close to me. Closer and closer, till he stood right behind my shivering body.
"It could have been better if you were here, on my bed." He replied, burying his face in my neck and kissing it hard from behind.
I held the shelf I was cleaning, firmly so I don't jump off because of his sudden move. His lips, I've been craving for so long when slipped on my skin, made me melt because of the warmth it carried. Shivers ran down my spine out of this phenomenal sensation.
What am I doing? Submitting to him, again? My inner self questioned me.
This is wrong. So wrong.
I turned around quickly and faced him, taking few steps back, enough to part away from him. He didn't seem too pleased. His expressions said it all.
He grabbed my neck, placing his fingers on the spots that caged my breath in his fist.
It was more like a warning, a warning that promised instant consequences if not followed.
I was running out of breath, tears building up in my eyes. But for some really incomprehensible reasons, I wished for him to continue, harder and harder, til I was begging for air.
He loosened his grip when he found a tear escape my eye. He turned around, groaning with a sigh. Grabbing his towel from his couch, he noticed me still trying to sneak a look of him.
"Either you do your work or come..join me."
He smirked, giving my body a final scan before closing the door.
He's so unpredictable. He can go without talking to me for months and then, will come close to me all of a sudden. This is nothing but definition of toxic.
I began cleaning the shelves and his table as I struggled to keep thoughts of him in his boxers out of my head.
I was tidying up his nightstand, right when he got out of the shower. A blow of heat with minty scent occupied the room in gradual overtaking waves.
He had a owel wrapped around his waist and another around his neck. His body glistened, water droplet shining on him like diamonds. His messy, undone hairs were just contradictory to what he's like. But still, it made him uniquely appealing.
His inked skin was reflecting enough of his muscular body, enhancing it more. Just when I was halfway appreciating the view, he caught my gaze.
With a smirk that warned of a mischief, he unwrapped his towel from around his waist. My eyes widened and I gasped, spinning around on my heels like a bolt of energy ran through me.
"W-What are you doing...??" I squirmed, taking a step forward in embarrassment, bumping my head on the wall.
"I thought of giving you a clearer view. You like it, don't you?" He grinned at my stupid actions. I don't know how to behave right now. It's so... Ugh!!
But I felt my inner self affirming, you liked that, didn't you? I'm stupid. I'm going to hell now. My cheeks were burning and I was on fire.
"Come here." He demanded softly.
"No...." I replied without any hesitation or realization for while.
What did I just say ??!!
OH. MY. GOD.
I just denied him with a straight NO...
Good bye people, it's Azalea Rose signing off from this world. Forgive my mistakes for I won't be here anymore.
He raised his eyebrows at my response as if trying to judge if I really mean it.
"Did I just hear a NO coming from here??" He spoke, wrapping the towel with his steps extending towards me. This clearly means run for your life.
Without any second thought I climbed up on his bed, looking for an escape. He was already at the door, leaving me with no place to escape.
As he advanced towards me, I sprung off his bed, rushing behind the curtains. I squealed as he got a hold of the curtains, trying to wrap me around in them but I was successful in escaping, jumping back on his bed.
This continued with him almost catching me, but still I made a narrow escape. I hide inside the shower and closed the door. Finally, taking a breath in relief.
"Baby girl... open this right now." He commanded, from the other side, with his voice all soft.
"No, you'll hit me." I argued while checking if the lock is reliable or not.
"I promise, I won't. Open it." He chuckled again,banging the door. No matter how much you promise, I won't. I have few brain cells still left.
I didn't open it till I felt not to. After a moment of complete silence, there was no voice from outside anymore. This was my chance.
I think he gave up. I gently opened the door and peaked outside. He wasn't there, anywhere in the room. He gave up. I grinned in pride.
And then, out of nowhere he pushed the door aside and entered in. Noooo...
He played. This is cheating. He mustn't do this.
Dragging me back inside the shower, he held me firmly by my wrists, pinning me again at the wall as he pressed his body against mine. His unsteady breathing could be sensed just clear this way.
He was smiling. That was for the very first time I was witnessing that expression on this man's face. Unlike my imagination, it looked way appealing on him than one can think of. He seemed like a whole different person in it, that one might admire more than that grumpy boss face.
"So, here you are, you little thief."
He spoke as a remark on the word thief. His eyes were soft and for the first time had something different from lust. It had happiness and light.
"I didn't steal anything, I'm not a thief." I defended myself with a pouty look. I think I'm on some serious drug problem, talking back to Don Igor like that, but he doesn't seem mad or angry for even a bit.
But gradually that smile faded from his face and it all came to a rest.
"Well, maybe you did steal something from me." His expressions softened and he leaned down to kiss my lips. His kiss felt gentle, passionate and sweet. Unlike the ones that are rough, claiming and devouring. It was cautious, afraid of hurting me.
He broke the kiss tenderly and looked in my eyes, cupping my face with his warm hands, his thumb stroking my cheek.
"You're so beautiful." He complemented. Being called beautiful was something quite rare for a person like me who was made to believe that I'm the ugliest thing that God could ever make.
A traitorous blush spread across my cheeks his lips turned to a prominent smile, again. I wish he keeps smiling like that. He seems way relaxed this way.
The next moment, he looked away. He was back as the same cold, ruthless Don whom people fear. He went outside without another glance around.
I could understand the reason in doing so. He never lets his mask of darkness fall off but today he did.
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