Dominic immediately walked out of the room, leaving me there, too stunned to move. It was only my first day there, and he wanted me to stay over. Did he even trust me to be staying over? Did he have some evil scheme going on? Was he going to do something to me? I tried to continue cleaning, but each time I moved, I thought of his stupid ‘suggestion’ or ‘idea’. I then thought that maybe if I hurried and tried to finish everything else in about 30 minutes, I would get to go home instead. But I was trapped in his room for the next 20 minutes, first packing everything away and then laying his bed. Then, I finally got to mop and sweep the floor, as well as dust the surfaces. “Good evening!” a cheery female voice sounded from downstairs. It certainly was not Rebecca, nor was it Sadie. I carried all my cleaning supplies and peeped over the balcony, but I could not see anyone. Instead, I just heard footsteps. I left the room and walked down the corridor and then eventually down the stairs
That night, Dominic had ordered me to sleep in the very dull bedroom. The bed sheets were very itchy and uncomfortable, the pillow was very flat, and the mattress was so solid like I was sleeping on a table. Even my crappy apartment had way better things compared to the torture Dominic put me through. Because I did not have my pyjamas, I had to sleep in my threadbare underwear and wrap myself in the itchy bedding, hoping that if anyone were to randomly walk in, at least they would not see anything. On top of all of that discomfort, my brain was spiralling, still thinking about Ruby’s tiny and nude body, thinking I was Dominic. It was not that traumatising compared to the first time I set foot in this house. But, it was still something you would not want to see after being threatened for sneaking around. And the worst of the worst that also kept me up the whole night was hearing Dominic and Ruby going at it all night. The screaming, the laughing and the moaning… all the uncomfortabl
I remained seated, watching the mini-drama unfold right in front of me. “Okay, Homer, you need to get working,” Dominic said once he saw my eyes fixated on Ruby and Rebecca. I slowly got off the stool, carried my dirty dishes to the sink and then walked back to the tiny bedroom I was sleeping in. That time, I put my bag against the door so that if any of the perverted guards tried to come in, it would take some time before they finally saw my naked body. I felt dirty dressing up into other clothes without showering over the last 24 hours. But, I did not have much of an option. I knew the best thing to do was to get started on the work so that I could leave early enough and then have a shower at home. After dressing up, I slowly opened the door, peeped, and noticed that Ruby was no longer standing in the kitchen. Rebecca looked like she was telling Dominic something. But it was definitely something interesting because she was whispering. The only way to get to hear what they were d
It did not make sense. Nothing they were saying made sense. I continued to stand still in the kitchen as I tried to connect the dots. As I continued to process the most probably disturbing information, I heard chairs being pushed around and footsteps. I quickly grabbed the dishcloth and pretended to wipe the surfaces, and then Dominic walked into the kitchen. “Homer, please wash these,” he said as he handed me a saucer with cutlery and a mug. I walked up to him and got the dishes from him, and then turned to the sink. “And be sure not to break any.” He added on in a lower and more intimidating voice. I gulped nervously and then started to wash the dishes. “Rebecca, can you handle any calls for me? I have to go to work today. I have two meetings. The first one is with Nelson Avery, and then, the next one, I will meet with the interns I am supposed to employ at my company.” Dominic spoke in a hurry “Interns?” Rebecca asked with confusion laced in her voice.“Yes. Apparently, I ac
Minutes and what almost felt like hours had gone by with me still standing in the same spot, completely dumbfounded after Dominic proposed the craziest and weirdest scheme. “This house is not going to clean itself, is it?” Rebecca said as she passed by and noticed I had been lifeless for the past few minutes. I still remained frozen. I did not bother moving an inch because whatever was running around in Dominic’s head scared me more than anything. It worried me because he could just keep all the bombshells coming, minute after minute. “If I were you, I would move and continue cleaning before Dom comes back and finds his bedroom still messy,” Rebecca said as she passed by again, this time holding a mug of whatever. I finally shook myself back to reality and decided to move again. I went back to the spot where I had left my cleaning supplies, carried them and walked up the stairs. Because I was in such a daze, I missed one step and almost rolled down the stairs with everything else,
“Glad to see you’ve joined me,” Stanley said as he wrapped a towel around his waist and stepped out of the shower. “Uhm…” I froze at the door, not sure of what to do next. “Either get undressing and join me or close the door on your way out,” he said with a serious expression on his face. I slowly walked back and closed the door. “Where have you been?” Rebecca questioned as she walked back from wherever she went.“Uhh…” I stammered as I thought of a lie quickly. The freezing and just saying ‘uhmm’ seemed to be my response to every question I got. “Anyway, there are like 2 dishes to wash in the sink,” she said “Okay, miss.” I nodded as I walked back to get my shoes. “Just… try not to break any more dishes again,” she added on. I slid on my shoes and walked to the kitchen, and cleaned the dishes that were in the sink. At that point, I was idle. I paced around the house, wondering what needed cleaning next since Rebecca decided to dump herself in the office. After a few minutes
After receiving a ‘tip’ and being released, I caught a cab home, and the whole way home, I kept on thinking about his proposal and wondering what I would benefit from it. “Something is on your mind, miss.” the cab driver said “Hm?”“I was saying something is on your mind,” he repeated. “What makes you say that?” I questioned. He looked at me through the mirror and smirked. “Most of the people I transport are in the mood to chat. They complain about their day, their family, their spouse, or anything else. But you, on the other hand, are awfully quiet. You’re just sitting in the back, staring out the window.” he answered. I kept quiet and continued to stare at the window. “Yeah, I am just a little distracted.” I finally replied. “What is it?” he queried while still looking at me through the mirror. My brain was spiralling with a billion things, and the last thing I needed was a chatty cab driver. I would have opted to jump out and get another one, but we were still close to Dom
I struggled to sleep the whole night. Firstly, because I was itchy from not having a good wash in a while, and secondly, from seeing how the stories of Dominic Hall had disappeared off the internet. I stayed up the whole night. I heard my neighbours enter their house in such a noisy manner; then I heard the taps make that weird coughing sound. I heard the birds make chirpy sounds as the sun slowly came out and the different neighbourhood dogs barking the whole night. But eventually, when the whole world was quiet, I closed my eyes and began to drift off. Suddenly, there was a loud banging and knocking sound on my front door. I rolled out of my bed, grabbed my phone, squinted at the screen and saw it was past 11 am. I quickly grabbed my gown, wrapped my body in it and then walked to the front door. I opened it and found Adam standing there in his light blue tank top, an odd shade of orange shorts and his flip-flops, which showed his disgustingly shaped toenails. “Do you not own a mo