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14: Almost Impressed
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His Maid 15: Error
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
His Maid 16: Rodrick
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
His Maid 17: Happy Mood
I reached Dominic’s house, and I found him standing in the living room, with his arms folded over his chest angrily and a very angry expression on his face. “You’re awfully late!” he groaned. “Yes, I know. I am so sorry. There was an issue at home that is still trying to be sorted out.” I tried to explain as quickly as possible.“I don’t care, Homer.” he groaned.He walked into the house, and I followed behind him until I went into the tiny bedroom to change. I quickly jumped out of my jeans and blouse and into my maid uniform. That day, I did not dress up slowly lest one of those perverted guards casually strutted their way inside. After dressing up, I walked out of the room to find Dominic. I found him standing in the kitchen sipping a glass of water. “Okay, no touching the office and the red room,” he said. I nodded and remained standing in front of him. “Maybe today, try not to break any dishes or pour water,” he added on. “Rebecca is not around today; she is not doing well.
His Maid 18: Ain't she a beauty?
I stood there, confused. I mean, it could be other things too, but it could also be the whole thing of his stories disappearing. “Oh yes, Homer?” he called out“Yes?” I replied “Could you please clean my bedroom? It is very messy again.” he sighed “Okay,” I answered and carried off my supplies. He asked nicely; he did not bark at me for not adding the ‘sir’ at the end of my response. He was in such a good mood, and it disgusted me. Was it his birthday? Was he going out on a date? Did he hit the jackpot or with the lottery? I had all these thoughts spiralling in my head, wondering why he would suddenly be in such a good mood out of nowhere. I reached the bedroom and found it as messy as expected. He had clothes thrown everywhere, his bed was not laid, and there was an expected puddle of water in the bathroom. Was he trying to turn his bathroom into a swimming pool or something? This time, there was something different. There was a laptop on his large messy bed. I walked over to
His Maid 19: Sunday
It was now Sunday morning, and I was back in my crappy apartment. The heating of my water had been miraculously fixed, and I had been able to take more than enough showers. I was able to pay Adam a little money with whatever Dominic had been offering me; everything seemed pretty good except for my dusty apartment. I was sitting in bed, scrolling through my very slow phone, when it suddenly vibrated in my hands. Someone was calling me. An unknown number was calling me. I hesitated to pick it up, so I stared at it for a while, hoping it would eventually stop ringing, but it did not. “Hello?” I answered worriedly as I placed the phone on my ear. “Homer…” a familiar male voice groaned “Dominic?” I asked in shock “I think you meant to say, Sir Dominic Hall,” he replied irritatedly “Sorry…” I wondered why he was calling me on a Sunday morning. “What are you doing today?” he queried “Uhm… nothing in particular. It’s Sunday. I was going to go to the mall, do shopping, maybe bake a ca
His Maid 20: VIP Guest
I froze. It was always about a guest when he would suddenly order me to clean up quickly. Was it Ruby? Was it Sadie? Was it Rebecca? Was it another female?We had reached the kitchen, and there was a slim and short woman standing by one of the countertops. She had an apron and a chef’s hat under her black outfit that looked like surgical scrubs. A chef? A caterer? Who was this special guest?“Homer, meet Winston, Winston, meet Homer.” Dominic said as he pointed around, “Homer, I need this kitchen squeaky clean as soon Winston is done with here.” He walked out of the kitchen, and I stood there, puzzled. I looked at this lady pouring things into a bowl, whisking them, and then running to another end of the kitchen to pick something else, then back to her gigantic bowl. “Hey, I am Harper Holmes.” I cleared my throat and tried to start a conversation“So, he also gets your name wrong.” she laughed “I am Ari Wilson.” So, I wasn’t the only one that had to deal with him calling me anoth
His Maid 21: No one special
“Wow! The house still looks the same. I can see you still don’t like to decorate your place.” he laughed as I could hear the clucking sound of his shoes on the marble floor. It sounded like they were now heading towards Dominic’s office. It meant that this special guest was someone close to him to casually carry him to his office. What if it was his lawyer? What if it was his brother? When I saw that the coast was clear, I tiptoed my way out of the kitchen and to my bag in that awful room. I pulled out my phone and rushed back to the kitchen. I searched ‘Dominic Hall’, and nothing apart from his business popped up. Maybe this guy was one of his workers from the office? I knew it couldn’t be his father because why would he call his father by his first name? secondly, the guy looked like Dominic’s age. As I stood by the countertop trying to decide who this special guest could be and how they knew each other, I heard the 2 men laughing in the office. I peeped and saw the door was s
His Maid 22: Setting Up
“It’s Harper, actually.” I quickly responded. I was not sure where this person was from or how they knew me to be calling me Addison, but I was not ready to deal with whatever Dominic would say. “Addison?” Dominic questioned as he looked at me and then back at his friend “Do you two know each other?” I stared right at the man. His face was nowhere close to familiar. I had never seen him, but he continued to blink at me as if he was matching my face to some random image he had in his head. “No sir, I have never seen him.” I quickly answered, hoping we would take his eyes off me. I did not want to be recognised by anyone. Absolutely no one. When he casually referred to me as ‘Addison’, I began to shake and feel uneasy. “I feel like I have seen you around, though.” he continued to stare at me. He even narrowed his eyes as if he was really trying his hardest to place where he had seen me. “Nope, this is the first time I see you.” I shook my head as I walked closer to him with small
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