Chapter 18

Alexander

It was just another busy day for Alexander at the office. He was wearing his glasses and was checking the files of one of his clients. He was sick and tired of the stupidity of his staff. He growled in frustration and called for his manager.

"Yes sir? How can I help you?" The man asked.

"What the hell is this Ricardo? Why there are so many fucking errors in these files? Who the fuck prepared these files?" Ricardo had been working for Alexander for a very long time but that never stopped him from getting mad at every person.

"I'm sorry sir, I will just find out who was in charge of these files and let you know," Ricardo said and left his office with the files in his hand.

Alexander was slowly losing his forbearance. The burden of the company and the mind filled with the thoughts of that girl only. He was already going insane. He wanted to see her more, feel her exquisite unblemished body...

Unblemished.

Is her body unblemished?

This question was running in his head. He knew nothing about her. I should ask her about herself. She can tell me more accurately than anyone else. He thought it was the perfect thing to do at that time. But he perceived the fact that she was scared of him. There was no way on earth she would have let out everything that easily.

If she doesn't tell me I'll make sure that she does...

But why am I so desperate for that? I don't even need to know anything, I just need her body...Incertitude occurred in him again. He wanted to make everything clear but it seemed impossible to him. But he was sure that he would get her...by hook or by crook.

He stood up from his chair and left the office and was on the way to his father's place. His work was done for that day, he decided to finish the other things at him while he would watch her in relish.

After 30 minutes, he arrived at the mansion and got inside.

"Hey, son! How was your day at the office?" He was not even concentrating on anyone, his eyes were just searching for that girl.

He looked around and frowned. There was no sign of her in the house.

"Alexander? What's wrong? What are you looking for?" That caught his attention and he looked to his mother.

"Nothing mom. Tell me do you need something?"

"No honey I'm good I was just asking how was your day?"

"It was good," he replied and took a seat on the sofa that had a clear view of the kitchen. He saw many maids working there except her. He was getting annoyed by then.

"Son, shall I tell Martha to bring you some food?"

"Martha!"

Martha instantly came running to them. "Yes ma'am?"

"Please serve Alexander his usual lunch," Martha bowed and ran back to the kitchen.

He fisted his hand and gritted his teeth in frustration. Why the fuck isn't she here! Where the heck she could be!

His forbearance was already running slow.

A few minutes later Martha approached them and placed his food on the table. She turned around to depart when Alexander stopped her.

"Yes, master?" She asked looking down.

"Where are all the maids?" He asked in his usual blunt tone.

"They are all here sir," she replied quietly.

"Are they? I don't fucking think everyone is present here," he said and clenched his teeth.

Martha gulped and looked at Mrs. King who was talking to her phone and was unable to hear them.

"Sir, everyone is present trust me just that..."

"Just what?" He questioned her before she could complete her sentence.

"Just that new girl Emma, she isn't here," that shook Alexander to death.

What the fuck?

"And where the heck is she?" His tone sounded more dangerous than before just like he was looking scarier than before as he stood up and stand in front of her. His enormous body was even covering the light reaching Martha's face.

She gulped and answered. "Sir, she wanted to visit her aunt. So, I-I let her go..." Her sentence was interrupted by her own strident scream. Within a few moments, everyone and even Mrs. King rushed there.

They all noticed a flower vase on the floor, shattered into pieces, along with it, the table laid helplessly on the floor, broken into pieces just like the decorated glass on it. Everything was a mess.

"Oh my god, Alexander! What are you doing?" His mother asked him. Alexander ignored her.

His breathing was heavy. His nostrils were fuming in wrath. He asked her in a dangerously low voice.

"Who gave you the permission to let someone out of this house?" Martha stared with wide eyes.

She couldn't answer him. Even Mrs. King was beyond shocked. No one had ever seen him in so much anger over something like that. He never cared about any maid or other workers going out of the house. But that day, his behavior shocked everyone to the core.

Martha was already quivering. "S-sir, the g-girl is new so I-I thought I should let her visit her home once," she answered in a low voice.

He straightened his posture and put his hands inside of his pockets and looked straight at her eyes. His eyes were peering through her.

"Martha, you are in no position of giving permission or making any decision. So I am telling you this for the last time. If anything like this happens again. You will be fired," he didn't even let her say another word and left for his bedroom.

He was beyond furious, he couldn't bear the fact that she was not there in front of his eyes. He didn't even know for how long she would be there at her place. He wouldn't want her away from him for even a second.

Emma

Emma laughed at Caroline's extremely peculiar jokes. She was still so bad at telling jokes. But that never stopped Emma from laughing. She was always happy whenever they were together.

"Sweetie, you still didn't tell me about your job. I mean how are the people there? The other maids, other workers?" Her questions never stopped. Emma chuckled a little.

"It's really good there. Their house is beautiful and Martha is a nice guide; she never got mad at me, instead, she always supported me," she replied with a smile.

"And how about the owners? What kind of people are they?" Her smile disappeared. What should I tell her about it? Of course, I can't ever tell her about what my master did to me. She would be worried.

She forced a smile on her face and replied to her.

"T-they are good Caroline," Miss Garcia sighed in relief and caressed her head.

"That is great honey, I was really worried about it," Emma placed her hand on Miss Garcia's.

"Don't worry Caroline, okay? I will be fine. For now, you should worry about yourself," she said and hugged her which Garcia returned gladly.

The day passed like that and it was already nighttime. She thought about going to bed early as she had to leave early the next morning. Garcia called her for dinner but Emma refused. She was already fed so many cookies and other favorite snacks that she had no vacant area inside her stomach.

She sat on her old bed and exhaled deeply. She didn't want to go back. She missed Garcia so much but she couldn't just stay there for more days. She knew they wouldn't allow her to stay for so long.

Emma shrugged off the thoughts and laid down, closing her eyes.

***

Emma woke up at the sound of her alarm. Rubbing her eyes she forced herself out of the bed and went to the bathroom. She did her business and came out and glanced at the clock. It said 8 o'clock. She thought to leave at 10 for the mansion. She wore her clothes and went outside to see Garcia. She was already making breakfast for her. Her face beamed when she saw Emma.

"Good morning sweetie. Come eat your breakfast now," she cooked Emma's favorite pancakes and scrambled eggs. Just the smell of those made her stomach growl in hunger. She didn't wait for a second and started eating.

She heard Garcia laugh and her cheeks flushed. "It's okay sweetie, just eat well."

"Oh...Caroline, I am leaving at 10 o'clock."

"Oh..." She replied. She knew by Garcia's tone that she was upset. She approached her and hugged her.

"Don't be upset aunt. I promise I will visit you again," Emma said and kissed her cheeks.

"I know honey I know. Just take care of yourself okay?" She nodded her head and went back to eat the food.

After breakfast, Emma helped Garcia with the dishes and went to her bedroom to pack her things. She glanced at the clock again and it was 9:40.

Emma was stuffing everything in her bag and all of a sudden her eyes landed on the phone that Ethan gave her. It looked really expensive. She picked it up carefully and opened the lock screen. The screen showed several applications. And she observed that a new text has arrived. She clicked on the application named

"message".

The text said. "Hey, Emma it's Ethan," she bit her lip. She didn't know what to do.

Should I reply to him or just ignore the text?

But if I ignored it might look bad.

Ethan was a nice person. So, she thought to just reply to him. She clicked on the message and typed "Hi. Sorry, I just saw your text."

Emma put the phone on the bed and looked at the screen. Within a few seconds, he replied to her.

"No problem, Emma. Did you enjoy spending time with your aunt?" That made her smile a little.

She replied, yes.

"Excellent, so when are you coming back?" He wrote.

"I will leave soon. I have to go, nice to talk to you," she didn't wait for his reply and put the phone inside the bag. She picked up her bag and for the last time, she glanced at her old bedroom. Even though that room was nothing special, she still missed it like crazy.

Emma sighed and closed the door behind her and went to Garcia. She was already waiting for her outside and when saw her she gave her a tight hug.

"I'll miss you, Caroline," a drop of tear rolled down her cheek. She pulled back and wiped it with her thumb.

"I will miss you too sweetie. Stay well okay?" Emma nodded. "You too, Caroline, please take care of your health," she smiled at Emma.

She insisted on dropping her at the bus station. Emma didn't refuse her much and just let her come with her. They both waited for almost 10 minutes for the bus and after that, it finally arrived. Emma went inside and sat on an empty seat. The bus wasn't so full of people for which she was glad. She waved at Garcia and she did the same.

The bus started and she got herself ready to face her daily life again.

Thirty minutes passed like that and she knew the mansion wasn't so far from that area now. Suddenly, she felt something vibrating inside her back. She opened it and saw that the phone was ringing and the caller was Ethan. She received the call and heard him.

"Hey, Emma."

"H-hey sir," she replied.

"No sir, please. And did you leave already?" She frowned at his question. Why did he want to know that?

"Yes, sir I told you."

She heard him sigh. "I could have come to receive you, Emma."

"No no, it's totally fine I am almost close to the mansion."

"Okay, Emma. Then I'll see you when you arrive."

"Yes sir, see you soon."

"Bye Emma," they both hung up and she instantly put the phone inside. She was afraid that she would lose or someone might steal the phone. It cost her a fortune.

After another 30 minutes, the bus eventually came to a halt. Emma got off the bus and started walking. She had a few more blocks to go. It took her around ten minutes to get to the mansion. When she arrived, the guards opened the door since they recognized she worked there. She walked inside to find Martha. However, no one was around. That was strange. Emma noticed Marie, a maid, sweeping the floor.

"H-have you seen, Martha?" She asked her. Marie looked at her and her eyes went wide. Emma didn't know why she reacted like that.

"You...you are here finally."

"W-why? Wh-what do you mean?"

"You don't know what you did you little dumb slut?" Hannah came and remarked. Emma gulped.

"Wh-what's wrong? I-I don't know anything," she replied with a shaky voice.

"Because of you, Martha got scolded by master Alexander," another girl said and glared at her. The mention of him made her quiver in fear.

"Enough girls! Go back to your work," she heard Martha saying that. The girls departed and only Emma and Martha were left.

She came to Emma and gave her a small smile. "How was your time with Caroline, sweetie?" Her question surprised her. Was she trying to change the topic?

"Martha...please tell me, w-what's going on?" She pleaded.

She sighed. "Honey...I don't understand...whatever happened was quite unexpected. Master Alexander was furious that you went out of the house without his permission," Emma stared at her with a horrific look.

"B-but why?" She asked.

"I don't know, honey. But don't worry about it now. You came from a long journey. Just go to your room and rest for some time, after that, I'll tell you your task," she said and left, Emma was still trying to comprehend the issue.

Oh god! What that man wants from me!