After the incessant blaring of the alarm, I begrudgingly hauled myself out of bed. The clock had struck 6 AM, and I had to be downstairs, so I quickly took a bracing shower.
The maid's uniform draped over me snugly, and I secured the apron strings behind my back. As I was about to step outside, I encountered Amelia, wearing an unsettling smile. "Do you need me for anything?" I inquired.
"Ah, yes, darling. Xavier asked me to give you this," she replied, handing me a key.
"What's it for?" I questioned.
"It's for the room opposite his. He wants it thoroughly cleaned," she answered before departing.
Wasn't that one of the rooms Rosa forbade me from entering? Why would he ask me to clean it, I pondered. Gathering the cleaning supplies, I made my way to the room. The doorknob was coated with years of grime. After a struggle, the door creaked open, and I was met with impenetrable darkness. All the sources of light had been removed.
After fumbling for what felt like an eternity, I finally located the light switch. Just as I was about to brighten the room, a hand seized mine and pinned it to the wall.
I looked up to see a shadowy figure, enveloped in an eerie glow from the outside. I tried to speak or at least offer a greeting, but my voice deserted me.
"Why are you here?" His voice carried a searing intensity that felt like it could engulf me.
"I was..." I began, but before I could finish my sentence, his hands seized my neck and pinned it forcefully against the wall. I desperately reached for his hands, frantically trying to pry them away, but his grip only grew tighter.
"Sto.." I struggled to say, but he raised me from the ground with his hands on my neck. He then threw me out of the room, causing my back to collide with the floor. "What are you doing?!" I managed to cough out as my hands massaged my neck.
"Why are you here?" he demanded, coming closer and knelt with one knee.
"Your girlfriend told me you wanted me to clean the room," I glared at him, trying to catch my breath.
"Wrong answer," he growled, grabbing me by the hair and forcing me to stand up.
"What do you mean, wrong answer? She came to give me the key this morning," I protested, confusion and fear creeping in.
"Yet she just told me she saw you coming up here and she tried to stop you," he sneered, and my eyes widened as I realized she had framed me.
"She is lying, how could I have gotten the key then? I've been here for just one day"
"Amelia can be many things but not a liar"
"Just because she's your mistress doesn't mean she can't lie!!!" I screamed glaring at him.
"You reek of jealousy," he said, a smile at the edge of his mouth," it doesn't look good on you Miele"
"What!"I blinked taking a step back while he kept on coming closer, why the sudden switch?
"I wonder what that sharp mouth of yours can do other than apportioning blame" The air crackled with tension as he taunted me with his words, leaving me feeling vulnerable and trapped. The weight of his presence was suffocating, and I struggled to find my voice as I whispered," Sir?"
Pinpricks of fear enveloped me, he forced me to my knees and undid his belt and pants.
The thinly carpeted floor dug into my skin, and my breaths came out in harsh rasps when his member sprung out, thick and angry.
"Open your mouth."
I met his blazing eyes with defiant ones of my own. I kept my lips firmly pressed together.
Xavier's eyes blazed hotter. His hand closed around my throat, and he squeezed. Harder and harder, until darkness edged my vision and I couldn't take it anymore. I opened my mouth to gasp for air, managing to drag in one breath before he shoved his c**k in.
Oh God.
"Tuh mphfg." Too big. My whine of protest came out muffled. I pushed against his thighs.
The hard floor, the pinch of pain when Xavier fisted my hair with both hands, the sensation of having my throat completely filled...it was too much.
Xavier tugged my head back until he stared straight down into my tear-filled eyes. "I'm going to fuck that smart mouth of yours until the only sound you'll be able to make is the one of you choking," he said calmly. He rubbed one of my tears away with his thumb.
An electric shiver ripped down my spine at the contrast between his lethally soft threat and his tender touch.
"The next time you want to lie, I want you to think about this." He withdrew until just the tip of his c**k remained in my mouth, paused, and plunged down in one sharp thrust. I gagged again, the tears flowing faster, the heat in my belly stoking hotter.
"Now let's work on that second hole of yours," he growled lowly.
I abruptly woke up, my heart pounding like a racehorse. My sheets were soaked with sweat, and I struggled to catch my breath. Disoriented, I slowly opened my eyes and found solace in the comforting light of my bedside lamp. My mind was in turmoil, replaying disjointed images while fear and embarrassment intertwined.
As I regained my composure, I couldn't help but unleash a string of curses directed at Lucas for subjecting me to such a situation, and at Xavier for his undeniable attractiveness.
The moment I glanced at the clock in the room designated to me, I realized it was already past six. Hastily, I dashed to the bathroom, where I took a quick shower and changed into fresh clothes within a mere twenty minutes, a personal record for me.
As I cautiously opened the door, I made sure Missy wasn't lurking nearby. Fortunately, she was nowhere in sight, so I ventured out. Suddenly, a voice emanated from the corner, "If Rosa catches you arriving late, she'll have your head on a plate." Startled, I turned to locate the source of the voice and found a young woman, clad in a maid's uniform, with her brown hair neatly tied back.
As we strolled along, I responded, "If she's the one, I'd gladly accept it," to her question.
"I'm Gabby, and you?" she asked.
"I'm Jade," I replied as we made our way to the kitchen.
We got to the kitchen where Rosa stood
waiting for us, "it's nice to see you've finally decided to wake up Miss Jade," she turned her gaze to Gabby " Did you bring it"
"Yes, ma'am" Gabby handed her a paper.
"Good, Jade go clean the living room as Gabby is doing something for me"
"Sure thing," I replied. I turned and left the room.
After spending hours meticulously cleaning the vast, luxurious living room, I was preparing to meet Gabby when I noticed Amelia descending the stairs. I quickly took the cleaning material about to leave when she called out my name, "Jade."
My heart raced as she drew nearer with each step. "Yes?" I responded, filled with apprehension.
"Take this key, help me get..." Before she could finish her sentence, I bolted as swiftly as my legs could carry me.