Bossy maid Episode 23

👩🏼‍🦱👩‍🍳Bossy maid👩🏼‍🦱👩‍🍳
(👩‍💼🎀She’s the boss👩‍💼🎀, 👨‍💼🤫I’m the maid🤫👨‍💼)
❣️ Written by Haryormideh Ayeni ❣️
🌺🌺🧸 Episode Twenty three🌺🌺🧸
Donald 💔💔
“C’mon Donald, I brewed coffee and was about coming to get you” Unc Simon said when he saw me emerged from my drawing room.
I ignored him and went to the kitchen.
“You can’t ignore me, give me the chance to explain” he trailed after me.
” You don’t have to explain, whatever both of you do isn’t my business but you shouldn’t have S-x in MY HOUSE!!”
“She s£dûç£d me and I’m a man, I couldn’t overcome the temptation”
I paused and looked at him in confusion ” Courtney ba-rely looks at men and she’ll s£dûç£you? Didn’t you say she was avoiding you?”
” I-I I’m loss of w-words too” he stammered.
Why’s he stammering??
“Take” he handed me a cu-p of coffee.
I collect it and was about taking a sip while he looked at me intently.
The cu-p suddenly fell from my hands, shattering on the floor.
“If I were you, I wouldn’t drink that” Courtney said and head outside to the woods.
Uncle looked at her with so much hatred that began doubting if he ever loved her. I was still in shock, how could she fall the cu-p from my hands?
I shook my head and went to my room.
Courtney 😲😲
After Simon left, I went to the bathroom and cleaned up.
When I c@m£ out, I changed clothes and was about heading downstairs when my eyes caught the window.
“You’re strong my lady” was written in cursory letters.
Who wrote this? No one knows me here.
I st©pped thinking about it and went downstairs where I caught Simon pouring something in a cu-p of coffee with an evil grin.
I immediately knew he was up to something so I hid myself and waited for things to unfold.
I watched the entire exchange between Donald and Simon and wasn’t surprised when I heard Simon lie.
Then he gave Donald the cu-p he had poured something and took the other for himself.
I un-derstood then what he wanted to do. I c@m£ out of hiding and sl@pped the coffee from his hands.
“If I were you, I wouldn’t drink that” I said and left their midst.
When I opened the front door, I met a bouquet of flowers flowers lying on the floor.
I bent down and picked it up, taking a sniff.
A smile unconsciously made it’s way to my face. The flower is my favorite, “Lilies”
I carried it along and entered the woods, my mind free of worries.
I’ve been staying and keeping a close eye on Nora and noticed nothing out of place.
I was beginning to get bored of standing and doing nothing. It’s over a week.
“Why are doing this Boss?” I asked over the phone “when did we start helping damsels in distress and s£nd them flowers?” I knew Boss hates to be questioned but I couldn’t help it.
“My sis was once in her position and I couldn’t help her till she committed suicide. I won’t let the same happen to Nora.”
“Boss are you by chance in love?” I asked, surprised at the tone of his voice
“No, I’m not besides if she eventually kills him. We’ll nee-d to clean up because of the police.”
“Then why did you do a background check on her?”
“Your question would be answered in my voice” he replied flatly and I immediately regretted my actions.
“Sorry boss” I said quic-kly, bowing my head even he’s not here and can’t see me.
“You said she wakes up early just to get the flowers and has started re-sisting Simon?”
“Yes boss”
” She’ll soon snap then, watch her closely” I said to Jeff over the phone.
” How do you know Boss?”
” Do I have to remind you I’m a psychologist? I think we are getting to familiar”
“Report to me by evening” he added and hvg up. I sighed and sat in a more comfortable position in the tree.
Courtney 😲😬
It’s over a week I met Div and almost a week I started receiving flowers which brightens my day.
The flowers made me feel loved, knowing there’s someone out there s£nding them to me.
I started re-sisting Simon everytime he c@m£ to me, then he started bringing weapons as a means of threat.
I still didn’t find the heart to point a gun at him. One time, a text had entered my phone from Div. I wasn’t surprised he got my number.
💬You don’t want to do this, you aren’t wicked leave it for me. He’s not worthy.💬
I left his message on seen, afraid to let anyone die because of me. If Simon detects anything, I’m sure at least one of the gang members will be dead.
Also, Simon has been trying to kill Donald at every chance he gets but I’m always one step ahead of him to st©p his plan.
I la-id on the be-d, trying really ha-rd to sleep. Donald has been avoiding me like I’m some sort of plague. I un-derstand him, he wants to believe his uncle and at the same time he knows I’m not entirely wrong. I flashed back to his reaction when I told me four days ago.
He was sitting on the porch outside, enjoying the evening breeze and lost in thought.
I saw Simon peering out of the window at us.
I sat quietly beside Donald, staring into the dark night in silence.
“Why are you here?” He asked, refusing to look at me.
“Do you believe what Simon told you?” I asked softly, not looking at him, afraid of his answer.
“No” he replied
That one word s£nt hope surge throu-gh my heart. He doesn’t believe Simon.
“Why?” I dared ask
“Because I haven’t heard your side of the story?”
“Why didn’t you ask me then?”
He shrugged in response and added “I wanted you to come to me first. Why did you kill the baby?”
“Simon isn’t who you think he is, he killed my parents in front of me when I was eight years old and help me captive, ra-ping me countlessly. I was surprised when I saw him and tried avoiding him but he threatened me and R@p£d me countlessly while you’re in the other room. I’ve made up my mind to put an end to it even if it involves killing him, I will and won’t mind going to jail for it. He was my father’s second hand man and my father trusted him with his life. Also, I was never pregnant. He always c@m£ prepared and had doctors inject me with birth controls.”
Donald looked at me and bur-st out laughing.
“What?” I asked in surprise.
“You think I’ll believe that? Unc Simon is scared of flies and wouldn’t hurt an ant and you say he killed your parents and held you captive?”
“I don’t believe that. When you find a better explanation, tell me” he replied and left. My mouth hung in surprise. Since then he avoided me.
The door to my room opened silently, he must have picked the lock again.
My hand went to the gun un-der my pillow and closed my f!ngersaround it ti-ghtly.
Suddenly I felt his hands on my n£¢k, chocking me and his f!ngersblocking breath from my nose.
I was to stunned to react.
“I nee-d you out of the way to kill Donald, you always seem know my every move. You’re an obstructions to my plans” he said sinisterly in my ear.
I tried breaking free, to re-move his hands from my nose and n£¢k.
I’m not going to let him win the second time.
🖊️ Haryor Writes 🖊️