ELEANOR
I changed into a lead crop top and matching pants. I used my black shades and glanced at the half-heart necklace that was lying on my neck. I have no idea how it would feel to see my stepmother's face again.
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Jay drove slowly to my neighborhood. The rough scent of spring, I could perceive it again. The ground looked welcoming and appraising. That smell of moist soil. Jay stopped the car in front of my house. I took several deep breaths, I doubt I was ready to go inside.
"I am going to accompany you, Mrs Tolstoy. Be sure no harm would come to you." Jay was right. No harm can come to me, surely. I took a final sigh and tried to ignore the loud sounds that came from my heart.
I stepped out and rang the bell. I straightened my dress and the door opened up. That devious face and evil aura, it was still with her. "Oh! What a wonderful surprise. You're welcome." Ste
Eleanor “Stop the car.” the curiosity bothering me wouldn’t allow me to just seat back in the car and do or say nothing. Jay glanced at me from the front mirror and fixed his focus back on the road. “I said stop the fucking car!!! Stop it! Just stop the car!” I screamed aloud enough for him to stop the car beside the road allowing the car to make a screeching sound. I jacked open the door and stormed outside. "Are you okay? Eleanor?" Jay asked rushing to meet me beside the door where I was pacing back and forth. " do I look okay to you? Huh? Okay, we should just have this conversation now. Tell me, what exactly is going on in that house? You would know. Did Mr. Harrison do that to my brother? What about August? I haven't heard from him in a very long time yet nobody would tell me exactly what is going on. Say something!""Please calm down and get back to the car. It is late and we aren't really in a good place to talk." I looked around. He was right, we were surrounded by bush and a
EleanorBlood rushed down my veins. My heart stopped for some minutes, giving rage to fill in. I closed my eyes and stood still. A hard punch in Serena's pretty face might just cool my anger. I bit a sigh not to get the husband of the house mad. I opened my eyes and turned to Serena with a witty smile. "Oh, I. I didn't know you were there. I wasn't expecting you." My eyes bit back to their interlocked fingers with Mr. Harrison kissing her neck. I looked away and grabbed the magazine that had fallen from my hand. I didn't realize when it fell, nor did I hear the sound. "I thought Harry had told you beforehand, I would be passing the night in this house tonight. he said he couldn't sleep-"" I get your point, Serena. It's nice to have you here. Now if you don't mind, I'd be off to my room. Have a lovely night." I rushed off to my room before she could reply to me. I glanced back a little as I walked to my room. Mr. Harrison carried Serena up like she was a princess and he was a prince
EleanorHaving a conversation with this man eased the tension in my chest. it was as if we'd known each other for a very long time. "So you see, horses aren't things to toy with." He had been explaining to me how the horses were dangerous, it was probably his way of scaring me, which didn't work out. I stared at the lonely horse again, I wanted to reach out to it. It felt as if he was calling on me like he needed this type of conversation."Can I, by any chance get to the carrol?" He stood up straight and sucked in a breath. His height was Intimidating, given the fact that I was a middle-height woman. "of course you can, given that you don't get into trouble. I wouldn't be accounted for that."He walked me through a small wooden door which led to the carrol. "If I may ask, who exactly are you? No lady, not maid ever made it to this place. Ever. Even the maids have no idea it exists. The people here never leave either, so, how are you able to find your way around the house?"I wasn't s
Harrison It was uncomfortable having Serena around but it was also a good way to make sure Eleanor keeps to her end of the bargain. I hated how Eleanor felt or how she responded to Serena's presence. What the hell was I thinking? I wanted Serena, I always did. Did she seem as cruel as everyone else does? I felt a little bit of regret when she ran to her room. She doesn't love me, I told her not to. It doesn't matter. She can't. I sank into the sofa and rested my head on my palm. I should visit the company. Having them both in the house wasn't comfortable enough for me. "What is wrong darling? You look pale. Are you thinking about something? Perhaps the company?" I turned to Serena who was playing with a grand piano in the art room. I was on the donkey, trying to paint something out of the ordinary. She must have noticed me stopping. "It's nothing you should care about." I was more of a secret artist. People barely see me with a brush. The tiny foot of her heels made a clasping no
Eleanor"Come closer Eleanor." Mr. Harrison's voice was tender and soft like a child was to a candy. I walked to him and stood beside his bed. "You look stressed Eleanor. This should help" he took my right hand and pulled me down to his bed. I sat still and wondered what he was going to do next. I closed my eyes and sucked in a breath. I felt his movements behind me but didn't dare look back. Complicated as it may be, I still wanted this, and I was craving it dearly. Everything around us seemed to freeze when his warm hands made contact with my neck. I sighed hard and took a deep breath. His hands were oily, making it easy to slide around my neck and my collarbones. I tilted my head up in sensation and savored the pleasure. Different electric currents ran down my body causing me to shiver a little.A little moan escaped my mouth but I didn't worry about it much. He had wonders in his hands and to my heart, he was performing miracles. It was just a massage but it sent tons of message
Hendrix"I don't know how to ride, Hendrix. I will slow you down." Eleanor's soft tiny voice complained. Magny was lugging slowly without me telling him to. It was as if he understood Eleanor more than I. "Just hold on tight," I assured her and tauten my hand around her waist."So, Eleanor. You aren't a maid or guest, are you? Harrison never allows guests in the house. So tell me, who exactly are you?" I raised a question.She veered around and faced me while Magny boosted the speed. Her face was too chummy and the leap made her face closer and closer. Her lashes were straight and long. Her hazel eyes held beautiful messages, one that any man would love to hear. Her soft breaths landed on my face, it sent messages to my groin."I'm on a contract. With Mr. Harrison. You can call me something you use for the main time and you pay off with money and security." Her face was depleted of any delight. She d
Eleanor The kitchen was almost a mess. We had maids but it looks as if they weren't existing and no one was talking about it. I met a few of the kitchen maids working on some muffles and steaks but they weren't fond of it. Their faces were drains and full of eye bags. Something bigger was going on in the Tolstoys' house. Few of the maids that passed by the door bowed as they walked out, which made it even scarier. They never did that to me before. Moreover, we weren't new to each other "Can I assist?" I asked a maid with blond hair as I entered the kitchen. Her pupils searched elsewhere like something was lost. "we have it under control. Ma'am." I smoked wryly and left. I called Lina, she should have some information about her sister. It took a while before she picked up, telling me the stories of how she and Susan played around and she was suddenly gone one day and when she saw Susan as a maid, Susan told her it was what she wanted. Lina explained further that Susan sent her a
Eleanor.Lina packed some dishes without wasting time. She took some knives and handed me one. "we might need it," she said. It was true though. We had no idea what was waiting for us. She took some face caps and nose masks."You'd make a good spy," I commented. "I was one.""Oh." I took what she gave me and headed outside. I was about to get into the driver's seat when Lina banged the car. "I'd drive.""with pleasure." Who wants to stay there, stressing to get the steering wheel working? Such a hassle. I sat in the passenger seat and watched as she turn some buttons on. Phew! It was nice having a driver once again. She turned on the map of the car and imputed the address on the paper. I felt so grateful because we both might keep driving for hours and not get to the destination. What would a life without Google look like? Lina was swift with the wheel like they had oil in their turning point. How come they were so stiff when I was driving? She drove like she was an expert Like she