Chapter 6

[Song recommended: Alan Walker ft Noah Cyrus - All Falls Down]

[Warning: Mature Content]

The man walked towards Maria like a predator eyeing it's prey.

He picked up two more handcuffs still holding the aphrodisiac in the other hand.

He grabbed her leg, cuffed it to one end of the bed and did the same for the other leg.

"Leave me, let me go!" Maria protested but still had her legs cuffed to the bed like a wild animal.

"Now this is a scene I'd love to behold everyday. Simply seductive." Daniel said clicking his tongue as Maria continued squirming as the vibrator was still attached to her nipples.

He climbed on the bed, hovering over Maria and what he did next shocked Maria.

He gave the woman a tight slap across the face. She looked up to the man who'd just slapped her and saw a vicious monster ready to eat her alive.

The man then raised the aphrodisiac and strayed the red liquid on her face and then on his face.

"Pllll... ease ahhn, let mmhh e go." Maria said in slurred speech as her vision began to get blurry

Her body began to feel uncomfortably warm all over and she noticed he too felt the same.

This was the aphrodisiac at work, it completely broke all her defences as lust took over at full swing.

"Oh fuck, this feels sooooo gooooood!" Maria moaned out, her eyes completely filled with lust as both their breaths became haggard.

That was it Maria couldn't remember anything thing that happened from that point on, but the broken images of the torture she faced that night broke her completely.

The next morning, she was met with the disappointed gazes of her sister, Marina and... Daniel.

The man that layed beside her the next morning was none other than her useless deadbeat husband, Samuel.

Samuel too was confused as too how he got there, but the faint scent of aphrodisiac lingering on him answered all the questions Maria had in her mind.

She couldn't face her family's disappointment so she was forced to get married to the madman she now calls a husband.

_

Maria was snapped out of her thoughts when she felt something lightly tugging on the hem of her night dress.

She looked down and saw her once beloved late sister's most beloved golden child, Chelsea.

Chelsea noticed her aunt went silent for too long and became worried, she pulled on her night gown successfully gaining her attention.

"Go back to bed, dear." Maria said warmly and Chelsea didn't argue and obediently left the kitchen.

"All of our lives would've been better if we didn't have that monster in it." Maria muttered to no one in particular.

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After she left the kitchen, Chelsea went straight to her room as instructed.

She climbed on her bed but could not get even an ounce of sleep. She kept tossing and turning until she finally gave up.

She jumped off the bed and quietly snuck into the bathroom. She brushed her teeth and had finished her bath after thirty minutes of scrubbing all the unsightly stains her body.

She checked the time on the wall clock and it was a few minutes after five.

She decided to take out her and Travis's uniforms and iron them.

The little girl opened the large cupboard which was much taller than her and literally climbed into it to reach where their spare uniforms were situated.

She took them to the ironing board and gave the clothes a good hard press until they were completely ironed with nearly sharpened edges.

She checked the time again and was glad to see it was finally well after six. She went back into the room to wake Travis from his sleep but was surprised to see the maid from the previous day, Layla had already woken him up and was preparing him to be sent to the bathroom.

"Good morning Miss Francis, morning Brother Travis." Chelsea greeted in excitement, although that was far from what she felt at the moment.

"Morning Sea!" Layla and Travis said simultaneously to Chelsea who was happy that Travis had seen a new friend in Layla.

"For how long have you been awake, dear." Layla asked seeing that the little girl was already bathed and their uniforms had already been pressed at a corner of the bathroom.

"Erm, please don't tell Mother Maria about this. But I couldn't go back to sleep after I woke up at four in the morning, so I had my bathe and ironed our uniforms instead." Chelsea said in guilty tone while Layla stood in awe of the little girl's abilities.

Such a small child, ironing clothes so what would've happened if she didn't come here. Would she have bathed her siblings as well?

"Were did you learn to do all these things, dear?" Layla asked inquisitively.

Seeing the little girl felt uncomfortable with the question, Layla decided to change the topic.

"Okay, dear. I'll go give Travis a nice bath while you go put on your uniform." Layla said good naturedly while leading sleepy Travis into the bathroom.

"Make sure to was his hair properly, it usually collects more dirt than any other part of his body. Oh and moisturise his legs, they get dry easily." Chelsea spoke like a mother directing the maid on how to bath her child properly.

Layla could only shake her head and giggle inwardly at the cute, oddly responsible little girl.

"She's truly just like her mother, one in a million." Layla muttered as he helped Travis take off his clothes.

Chelsea stepped out of the room, fully dressed in her cream uniform top, red cute flair skirt that stopped right above her knees and a pair of white flowers imprint socks complemented with a pair of cute red heels.

Her long white hair was tied into two high ponytails and her bangs covered her face highlighting her long white lashes, her yellow framed glasses highlighting her bright purple eyes and her white face which was flushed a little red.

Chelsea went straight to the kitchen as soon as she came out of her room. Maria was busy preparing breakfast and Chelsea was ready to melt at the aroma coming from the kitchen.

"What you cooking mother?" Chelsea asked after she quietly entered the kitchen startling Maria momentarily.

She turned around to look at the little girl and wanted to pinch her little red cheeks at the sight of her cuteness.

"Aw, darling. You look pretty, did Layla help you get ready today. I must say, she did a wonderful job." Maria said in admiration while the little girl gulped on nervousness and guilt.

--To be continued...