Bossy maid Episode 18

👩🏼‍🦱👩‍🍳Bossy maid👩🏼‍🦱👩‍🍳
(👩‍💼🎀She’s the boss👩‍💼🎀, 👨‍💼🤫I’m the maid🤫👨‍💼)
❣️ Written by Haryormideh Ayeni ❣️
🌺🌺🧸 Episode Eighteen🌺🌺🧸
“Courtney, I’ll be right back. I nee-d to visit the sto-re” Donald said wearing his jacket.
I snapped out my reverie “No Donald, don’t go” I blurted out. He looked at me questioningly. “Uh… I-I me… mean you are… aren’t o…kay yet” I stammered.
“I’ve never seen you stammer, it looks good on you” he win-ked “don’t worry, I’ll be back soon. Take care of my Unc.” He left.
“Won’t you give me a hvg?” Simon asked opening his arms.
I shuddered and walked back to the dining then put the food I had dished out close to me.
“Let me guess Nora, my cousin doesn’t know about our relationsh!p”
“We have no relationsh!p” I took a hvge bite out on the toasted bre-ad.
“I see you have st©pped this eating habit of yours, are you that unhappy to see me?”
I ignored him a continuing eating, I drew the second place closer.
“Don’t worry, we’ll continue from where we st©pped. I really missed you.” he trailed his f!nger on my arm and went to the room Clara had stayed in.
I’m very angry at myself, angry for being helpless so I kept eating, disgusted at myself.
Michael as I know him as, was a manager in my father’s company and my father’s right-hand man. They had been together before I was born. I had been against him the first time I saw him when I was four, he gave off a weird vibe.
Unknowingly to father, he began a rebel group un-derground but fortunately, a lot of people stood by dad and against him.
He bec@m£ furious and brutally murdered my parents in front of a eight year old me. He took over my father’s company immediately and took me captive.
I was kept in a dark room for twelve years in which I was chained to the wall for three years. I was tortured because I abhorred a lot of hate towards him. He made me his S-x toy and R@p£d be countlessly as he plea-sed since I was eight.
I finally broke throu-gh three years ago when I offered my b©dy to one of the guards that guard my door.
While he sle-pt, I str!pped him and disguise. With my disguise, I was able to escape.
The first thing I did when I got out was change my identity. I wanted to start a new life and avenge my parent’s death.
How’s he Donald’s uncle? I guess your past never leaves you unless you face it head on, it’ll hunt you to the grave.
But I’m no re-ady to face him yet, I’m not re-ady to deal with my past. He has the r@p£ videos with him and he threatens me with my life. Gawd……why does he have to be related to Donald.
I had almost finished eating the food I made for the three of us.
“Mygawd Courtney, are you crying?”
I glanced up and found Donald staring at me in disbelief. I hadn’t even hear him come in.
“What’s with you? You finished all the food. What are you angry or unhappy at?”
I opened my mouth to talk and found Simon peering at me from his door with a warning glance.
I snapped my mouth shut and ran to my room, allowing myself to cry.
Donald 😒😒
Why does the atmosphere seem sad and heavy?
Why is Courtney crying? She looked gloomy ever since she saw Unc.
“What are you thinking about?” Uncle Simon’s voice asked behind me.
“Nothing, I just feel something is wrong. Courtney isn’t herself”
“You don’t have to worry about that, she might remember something from her past and feel sad about it?”
“Ohh really”
“Don’t worry, she’ll come around soon.” He patted my shoulders easing me from my worry.
“Let’s go prepare something to eat since bossy maid has finished eating our meal.”
Courtney 😭💔
I twisted and tossed on my be-d, I wish this was a dream I could wake up from.
I sat up quic-kly when I saw a figure standing beside my door.
The person moved closer and stealthily like a cat.
“I really missed your b©dy” the person said.
I stood up in annoyance, re-ady to scream when I heard the voice.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you” Simon said and c@m£ closer to where I was standing.
“I know you hate me but you have no choice” I t©uçhed my cheeks and I recoiled. “I blamed myself for allowing you escape” he continued “And don’t worry, I killed that guard” he sm-irked.
“I’ll expo-se you to your brother” I tried saying confidently but it only c@m£ out weakly.
“I knew you have a little secret of mine about Donald now let me tell you this, if you let it out or tell anyone about us, I’ll kill Donald, abduct ten children and killed them right in front of you the way I did to your parents. Ypu know I don’t bluff.”
I looked at him silently, unable to say a word. He doesn’t bluff, I know that. I learned it the ha-rd way.
The first time I attem-pted escape, he had killed two of his men as warning and said if I tried escaping, he’ll kill four.
I couldn’t let the blood of another person be on my hands so I st©pped every plan to escape and stayed put, crying every time till I ran out of tears.
His rou-gh hands sh0t out and fondled my brea-st.
I hit his hands away Immediately as a reflex action and backed away.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you” he said in a dangerously low voice and advanced on me, showing a pocket knife.
He to-re my cotton nightwear away and pushed me to the be-d.
I closed my eyes as he str!pped, crying angrily inside as he made his way inside me, m0@n ing in plea-sure.
Yeah that’s my story and once again helpless.