Chapter Nine: Just like I expected.

I stood before Mrs. Pertel as she scolded me.

" Can you imagine? Your school is more important than your work?" she yelled

" Ma'am, I wanted to...." and a hot slap arrested the rest of my words. I bit my lip, annoyed.

" Don't you ever leave without doing your job. If it means going late to school, your work is more important than that. Understood?" she yelled and I nodded.

" Get out of my sight" she ordered.

" Yes,ma" I said and bowed before I took my leave.

I locked my room door as I sat down, cursing silently. I had being humiliated, even in front of the entire Pertels. I felt so ashamed of the fact that I've been brought so low.

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Nissa watched as I cleaned the dishes.

" Does it hurt that bad?" she touched my face and like a reflex action, I removed her hand.

" Please don't do that, ma" I said.

" Ma?" she looked at me, confused." You're older than me"

" But you are my boss,ma" I said

" Stop" she said " Please, stop. Don't refer me as that. Miss Nissa will be fine" she said and I nodded.

" Hey, you" Brixan called from upstairs, referring to me. I bowed my head, not looking at him, because if I had looked at him, I would have cursed him openly.

" Yes,sir" I said

" Get me my lunch in my room"

" Noted, sir" I said and he left.

I knocked on his room door and after his permission, I walked in. I dropped his lunch on his table and walked away.

After few duties, night slowly crept in. It was past eleven and I had finished my duties. I dressed my bed and lay on it, only to hear the bell ring. I sighed in abject frustration. I walked into the main house and spotted no one. The telephone rang and I picked it.

" Meet me in my room" Brixan's voice boomed and I sighed.

I knocked lightly on his door and walked in. He looked really cute in his PJs. His eyes were cute as they were transfixed on me.

" Close the door" he said and I did so.

" What may I do for you, sir?" I asked, warily. He dropped the book he was reading and motioned for his bed.

" I...I..." I stammered

" I don't want to sleep with you. Besides, I bed with high class girls " he said and I frowned. Must he always remind me of my situation. I did as I was told.

" I can't sleep " he said

" But sir, how are my going to help?"

" You'll stroke my hair " he said and I looked at him, dumbfounded.

" But..."

" You're a maid. You serve everyone in this house. Stroke my hair so I'll sleep and then, you can head for your room." he said and I nodded. With a pillow on my laps and his head placed on the pillow, I stroked his soft hair. He let out few soft moans that made me stop.

" Did I ask you to stop?" he asked, infuriated. I continued this action as he closed his eyes. Indeed, he's an exhilarating figure. His lips were perfectly lined, fairly big and pink in colour. His nose spoke of glamour. His soft silky hair smelt so fantastic. I watched as his perfectly sculptured face remained immobile. He closed his eyes as he savoured the moment. I was lost in thoughts when he opened his eyes to look at me. He seemed calm for a moment. I noticed he was looking at me and I stared back at him.

" Why do you hurt yourself?" he asked softly.

" I don't hurt myself. It's the situations I find myself. The selfish circumstances" I said.

" Does your face still hurt?" he asked softly.

He sat up and placed his soft palms on my face. I politely removed it and shook my head sideways.

" It doesn't" I said

" Did you apply rub on it?" he asked

" No" I said and I watched as he stared intently at me." Why do you care? You're the one who put me in this situation. I can't believe you could be so selfish to take me as your maid. I expected the unwholesome behavior. Don't pity me."

" You can call the police if you want" he said and I stared at him, surprised.

" But she's your mum " I said

" And what?" he frowned. I searched his eyes.

" I won't do it anyways" I said and he placed his head back on the pillow. I stroked his hair and he continued sighing.

" Why do you attend Rep Me Up? They're subjecting you to all forms of pain. Doesn't it get to you?" he said and I chuckled.

" I don't even know why I'm talking to you " I said and he nodded.

I watched as his eyes slowly closed. I let out a sigh of relief, positioned his head on the pillows, switched off the lights and left for my room.