Chapter 13

Emma

Next Morning...

She woke up with stinging sensations on her hands and an agonizing headache. She started massaging her head in the hopes that the pain would go away soon, and it did. Emma sprang out of bed, changed her clothing, and washed her herself. It was a new day, and she prayed she wouldn't have to see him again. Her thoughts of him gave her the chills in all the wrong places. Especially after the previous day's events. She was terrified he'd try it again. The worst part was she couldn't give up her job. She didn't have a choice. All she had to do was stay away from him.

Entering the kitchen, she greeted the other maids and Martha and Venessa who were waiting for her. Emma and Vanessa had grown quite close since Vanessa was the nicest girl there.

"Good morning Emma," said Vanessa with a big smile on her face. Emma greeted her back. The she started to do her chores, which was making breakfast for the King's.

Martha instructed Emma to serve the meal after the servants had finished preparing breakfast for them. She paused for a while before responding yes since that was why she was there.

She came into the dining room, picking up the platter of sandwiches and drinks for everyone. When she walked in, she noticed Mr. and Mrs. King talking about something, perhaps about business, and Sofia and her brother Lucas laughing. Finally, her gaze rested on him. He was concentrating on something on his phone. She thought this was her only chance to escape him. She placed the tray quietly and carefully so that she could leave before she catch his attention. She put the plates of sandwiches and juices on the table and turned around to leave.

"Where are you going maid?" Emma heard Sofia spoke. She gulped and turned around, looking down.

"Yes, Miss Sofia?" She asked.

"Ma'am, you will call me ma'am. I don't want to hear u calling me by my name." She glared at her. Emma just nodded her head in response. Sofia's blunt remark caught everyone's attention on the table, which also included Alexander's attention. He looked straight at Emma who had her head down fortunately. Alexander was about to respond his sister when she spoke up again.

"Anyways, I need you to iron my dress. It's upstairs in my room on the bed. Iron them carefully I need to go somewhere and if I find you messing around with my dress or room, this will be the last day of your stay in this house," she stated. Emma bit her lip in nervousness and nodded her head.

Did that go unnoticed by Alexander?

Unfortunately, it did not. The only thing Alexander was imagining was his own teeth biting and pulling her lips.

Emma sighed as she walked out of the dining room. She didn't have to confront him, at the very least. Emma started her way upstairs.

She became aware of a strong glare behind her. That made her nervous and apprehensive. She wanted to turn around, but she lacked the courage to do so. She tightened her hands, digging her nails into her palms, and turned around to see him staring at her. She gasped when she noticed his eyes. Even when she caught him staring at her, his face was expressionless, and he didn't even shift his eyes away from her. His fists were clenched, and his monstrous gaze was fixated on her.

Sweat was streaming down her forehead, and her palms were becoming sweaty. She couldn't move because there was something diabolical in his eyes that made her frozen. When he observed her situation, he grinned triumphantly. It enraged her. How can he be happy seeing me in this state?

She took a deep breath and turned to go to Miss Sofia's bedroom. Because the house was so large, it was exceedingly difficult to locate someone's room. Fortunately, Martha informed her of these. She went inside after opening the door and locked it behind her.

Her suite was beautiful and luxurious. The other rooms were equally exquisite, but it was obvious that it was a girl's room. She began cleaning the area around the small sofa. At Garcia's house, Emma used to reside in a room half the size of it. Only the wealthy, such as the king's, could afford such a huge mansion.

Emma saw her gorgeous clothes on the bed. She took a step forward and reached for it. The outfit was breathtaking. It was a lovely grey short gown. She ironed the gown and laid it on the bed. She hoped Sofia wouldn't be furious with her about anything. She walked out of the room before Sofia could enter.

Emma double-checked her to-do list to see what things were still overdue. She began walking, going over the list, and then she ran into something. She stumbled backwards and landed on her back. She hissed in pain and raised her head to see him.

Alexander

He saw her looking at him with those gorgeous fearful eyes. She exclaimed and rose to her feet, her dress a bit higher, revealing some of her creamy smooth flesh. His eyes clouded as soon as he saw her in that light. He craved the sensation of her flesh in his rough hands. Just visualizing her naked underneath him was enough to drive him wild.

"I'm sorry master, I'll go now," she managed to say it and was about to walk past him when he held her wrist, stopping her. She gasped and looked in his direction.

"I didn't tell you to leave, did I?" Alexander said looking at her. She lowered her head and shook it. "Use your words angel," he growled.

"N-no master," she stuttered.

"Come here," he told her. She stared at him with confusion written on her face.

Alexander pulled her closer to him and wrapped his hands around her waist. She tried to scream but it was muffled by his hand.

"When I tell you to do something, just do it without wasting any time, okay?" He whispered harshly making her quiver in fear. He removed his hand from her mouth.

She tried to free herself from the tight grip but of course it was impossible.

"Use your words!" He said loudly. She shook more and nodded her head half-heartedly muttering yes.

He smiled at her. "There's a good girl." He replied with her eyes on hers. He looked down at her frame, which was still trembling in fear. He liked the power he had on her. His fingers automatically touched her soft silky hair and caressed them. He went close to her hair and sniffed her.

God, she smells so good. He pulled her closer and crushed her little body with his. She squirmed more and tried to scream but his hand didn't let her succeed.

He crouched down to her and moved near her mouth. He removed his hands and put his lips on hers before she could react. Oh, those lips... he would never be able to get over them. He kissed her hard but passionately. He licked her lips, wanting to go inside and explore every crevice of her. She was adamant about not opening the mouth.

Alexander hands touched her hair, and before she realized it, he was clutching it in his fist. He was tugging on her hair. While she cried and opened her mouth, he drove his tongue into her, licking every inch of her mouth. Before releasing her, he kissed her lips more forcefully. Alexander's eyes was drawn to her shaking body against his. He was panting profusely. In his whole life, he had kissed lots of women, they had given him pleasure and anything he wanted. But that time it was different. It was as if each and every part of her body screamed innocence. And he wanted to devour her innocence.

He raised her chin just high enough to meet her eyes. His eyes softened, filled with dread and despair as he beheld hers. Hers were swollen and damp from weeping, her lips quivered, and her cheeks reddened. He detected the same unwanted emotion in him. It bothered him to see her in that condition.

Why can't I just let go of her? Why can't I just walk away? A girl like her could never tame a beast like me.

"What's going on here?" He heard someone ask.

Alexander looked around and saw his sister standing there with wide eyes. He slowly let go of Emma. She stepped back quickly and ran away from there.

Alexander sighed deeply. "What was that Alex?" Sofia asked.

"Go to your room Sofia," he said bluntly and walked past her.

She grabbed his hand. "No Alexander what is going on? Do you have any idea what you are doing? You think I didn't notice what you did? I saw how you stared at her. Alexander, she is just a maid, you know you can get much better than her! She is just a pathetic maid!"

He clenched his teeth and yelled. "Enough! Did I ask what you feel about it? Sofia, just because everyone in the house has turned you into a spoiled brat, it doesn't mean you get to say anything to me. Do you understand?" Just hearing her talking shit about Emma made him more furious.

"You are not doing anything good brother, trust me," she replied. "Wait, are you interested in her?" She whispered, her eyes were wide.

Was he? Was he really interested in a housemaid? No, she isn't for me. I have to stay away from her. She could never bear the pain that I would inflict her.

His teeth clenched. He assured himself that he wanted her body, and nothing else.

Beasts like him do not look for good hearts.