CHAPTER ELEVEN

12:30 '' Mr Thompson Mansion '' Kitchen '' New York City '' USA.

Elisabeth.

A week later…

This week has been a big drag for me. Why? Just because my goddamn bosses keep bringing girls here, I'm forced to listen to the moans of the cows '' since my room is right next to theirs '' and it's driving me crazy, really angry.

One hour they treat me with affection and another time they don't care about me, which hurts me a lot. But if they think I'm going to run after them, they're sorely mistaken. They're my bosses and that's not going to change, just because I had sex with Mr. Lorenzo, nothing will change between us.

I let out a sigh and continue washing the lunch dishes since they brought some girls here to eat. It looks like they were in some desert because they devoured all the food, and I'm the one who chips to wash it.

To make matters worse, the snakes keep taking my peace.

“Are you still at it, Elisabeth? I grumble when I hear Ms. Vânia's voice.

“If you can see me here, that means I'm still doing the dishes.

She stares at me with a not''so''good face and it makes me roll my eyes.

Is she not watching me wash the dishes? Then why keep asking stupid things?

“Look how you talk to me, girl.

I continue to wash the dishes, pretending not to notice her presence.

Go fuck yourself, you old bitch of shit!

The woman comes out of the kitchen huffing something I don't even try to hear. I won't pay attention to stupid people, I'm already out of patience and I'm capable of attacking someone.

I finish washing the dishes and start drying them, putting them away at the same time. I keep doing this for a few minutes that I don't count and I feel someone watching me, making me sigh. I leave the cloth on the sink and turn around, facing the floor.

"Would you like anything, sir?" I ask, without any finesse in my voice.

"I don't want anything, I'm just looking, can't I?" '' I recognize Mr. Lorenzo's voice.

'' Look as far as you can, but I'm working at the moment and it bothers me a lot.

He smirks and I see him approaching.

"So am I bothering you?" '' He asks, stopping in front of me.

Yes, it is, a lot, its presence bothers me.

“No, my lord. I just don't like being watched, it gets really weird for me. '' I answer very calmly, so as not to tell him to fuck up.

“Um, but not wanting to go out and watch you work is a very good thing, Lisa. '' Says, giving a small laugh.

Ah, go screw yourself, you fucking idiot!

“Do as you wish, my lord. Because it's your house, really, I'm just a maid. '' I retort, turning my back to him, going back to drying the dishes.

I keep putting things away, totally snubbing his presence and, as soon as I'm done, I turn around, bumping into his chest.

"Would you excuse me, my lord?" '' I question, still with my eyes fixed on his chest.

“And if I don't want to leave, what are you going to do? he replies, sliding his hand down my arm until he takes my hand.

“I'm practically not going to do anything, my lord. '' I'm glad I'm not faltering in your presence, because before, I was always stuttering.

I also want to grab him, but I'm not going to do that, I'm not going to run after anyone, I value myself.

'' But you're in charge here, if you want something involving sex, I think it's better to call your friends to the party, so, excuse me. '' I step under his arm and leave the kitchen, going to the service area, as I had left some cum''stained sheets in the wash. How disgusting, if it were mine it wouldn't be so disgusting, but as it is for others, it's very disgusting, disgusting even too much.

I take the dry sheet and extend it on the line, when I finish, I go to the garden, I have to clean the fallen leaves on the ground.

I grab the broom and start sweeping, but when I'm almost done, I'm pushed hard into the pool. I hear some female laughter and want to curse these whores, only the problem is, I can't swim.

I start thrashing around in the water, trying to reach the surface, but since the world is against me, my right leg cramps up, which causes me to sink deeper. Desperate, I raise my hands to my throat and then I see nothing.

***

I coughed bravely, spitting water out. Bewildered, I open my eyes, finding Mr. Thomas staring at me, his face filled with concern.

“Are you all right, Elisa?” he asks, pushing the wet hair out of my face and looking up at him, still a little dizzy, but I end up nodding. "Can you get up?"

'' I''I think so… I don't know. “I'm still trying to figure out what happened to me.

I just remember being pushed and then I saw everything black.

He helps me to my feet and I almost fell again if it weren't for his arm holding me. I turn my face to the side, seeing the other guys approaching, very worried.

Why are you worried about a simple maid?

'' Are you well? What happened? '' Mr. Dylan asks, cupping my face like he's looking for a bruise.

“I don't know exactly, my lord. I came to clean the pool and someone pushed me forward, I heard some girly laughter and then it all disappeared. '' I sigh resigned and watch the brothers.

“She could have died. Dylan says, still holding my face.

I realize that and I end up moving away from him, I don't want any contact with them. I look down at my shirt, which is white, and it's very see''through, showing my stomach and my bra.

“I'm going to go to my room and change my clothes, excuse me. '' When I try to walk past them, someone stops me, grabbing my arm, stopping me in my tracks.

I look at the person and see that it is Mr Christopher.

"Can I help you with anything, my lord?" He was about to say something, but then he shook his head and released me.

I find this very strange, but I decide to let it go. I walk back into the mansion and hear something very interesting.

“Did you push her? Victoria, you are so screwed. Valeria laughs, along with the other maids.

'' Oh, she almost died! If it weren't for Mr. Thomas, she would now be in a coffin. '' He speaks and starts laughing too, making me furious.

I go to her and, without thinking twice, I punch her nose and then her belly, really hard.

"So it was you?" You wretched whore! I will kill you!

She thinks about saying something, but I don't let her finish, continuing to throw punches at her. I'm going to kill that bitch!

'' P''p''p''stop… s''s''get out! '' She tries to hit me with a slap, but I grab her hand and punch her left cheek, making her fall to the ground.

I climb on top of her and continue with the slaps.

"You motherfucking bitch!" Go try to kill your mother! You girl from hell!

All she does is cry, but out of nowhere I feel arms wrap around my waist, pulling me off her.

"Let go of me, dammit!" I'm going to end that shitty whore's life since she tried to end mine! '' I try to get rid of who knows who's arms, but soon I feel warm breath on the back of my neck, then a light bite on my shoulder.

"That's enough, Elisa. She already deserved what she owed, now let my brothers handle this situation. '' Mr. Dylan speaks and that makes me stop short.

I hate my body.

I look back to find the other bosses watching me, not saying a word. I stare at Victoria again, who is all over my punches and slaps in her ugly face. I'm surprised when Mister Dylan picks me up like a bride and takes me to who knows where.

“You're in need of a good lesson, honey. But now my lesson will be totally different. '' He whispers in my ear and, out of nowhere, bites my neck, making me moan in pain. “And you will ask for more.

'' I doubt it. '' I snap, sulking and then regret it, seeing her irises dilating.

“Let's see just then, Elisabeth.