RayaI was still looking like a tomato by the time I walked into his house some moments later, and he walked straight to the stairs where he whipped around. I glanced off in another direction.Was that a chuckle I heard?That made me quite angry.Making me uncomfortable on my first day here, and he was laughing."You can do whatever you want in the kitchen. I'll be back in a minute."I hurried into the kitchen, not waiting for a moment as he walked up the stairs and I glanced into the fridge where I found nothing but packs of beer and a few side dishes.I was guessing that was either bought or from another woman, because I don't think he could cook sh*t to save his life.I went ahead to warm one of the dishes while preparing a cup of coffee for him and I served him on a plate when he came back.He was thankfully dressed now and had his hair slicked back the way he normally did."Here" he said as he delved into the dish of toast and coffee which I had made, and I collected the paper h
Maxwell Her lips were soft. I had felt that when I wiped the ketchup on her lips earlier that day and I tried not to dwell on the softness over and over again. "How is it going?" Ryan asked as he sat beside me near the counter in the club where I sat and I shrugged. "Okay" "Hmm, what is it?" His eyebrows were cocked "What?" "You're not as enthusiastic as I expected. Why? Is your plan not working?" I shrugged again, "it's working. It's just that... I need to get laid" Get all these wandering thoughts away from my head. "Then get laid. There are a lot of pretty girls here." Yeah, but not as pretty as she is. What? I choked on my drink at that thought. Pretty? There was no way I thought she was pretty. "What is it?" Ryan's voice asked at the back of my thoughts and I ignored it. Yeah, she looked good some of the time, but pretty, that was far-fetched. I swept my eyes through the room, looking for a candidate to participate in f*cking with, and I found a m
RayaIt took quite a while for my blushing to calm down after the whole fiasco that had happened in his house and he bandaged the cut I had incurred on myself."We should go" he said as soon as he finished, and I nodded, forgetting the fact that I had made him some pancakes with sugary sauce."Oh right, I did..."He walked up to the plate of pancakes that were probably already cold before I could complete my sentence and picked up one, "Let's go."We walked out to his car where he got in the driver's seat and I hesitated, afraid that he might drive carelessly the way he had done the other time.He popped his head out of the window, "get in, I'm not going to drive too fast."I got in, anyway, not like I had a choice, and he started the car after finishing the pancake.That was surprising because I thought he would have complained or something."So what's my schedule for the day?" He asked as we headed to the company."A visit to the fashion show venue. Supervision of the model rehearsa
Maxwell"Micheal, Kyle"I stared at the two kids that ran around my living room, oblivious to Raya screaming at them, and Cody was just as excited, running around too.He jumped around with the kids and barked happily when they bent to play with him too. The girl in her arms was trying to play with them too."Oh my, I'm so sorry. I..." "It's okay," I said, going to where the kids were, and I turned to her, "Don't worry. Just do what you have to do. I'll take care of them."I wasn't sure how yet, but I had quite the secret weapon that would keep them busy. It was something I spent my time on when I was bored."Hey," I said, unsure of how to address them.They both turned to stare at me, Cody hurrying to my side. I picked him up."Wanna look around the house?"The boy I recognized to be her son, stood up straight and moved closer to me, "Are you the owner of the house?""Of course."He stared at the place in awe, "It's big and pretty, and wow..." He rushed to a painting that was on the
RayaIt was stupid of me to think that Mr. Sterling would actually give me Sunday off as his housemaid. It was strange to say that, but that was what it was. His housemaid, cleans his house, cooks his meals, and takes care of his dog. I really wondered how I had gotten myself into that situation, but what could I do? I needed the money.We had both established that there was nothing much to do in his house than clean the unused rooms that were in his house alongside his bedroom and prepare his meals, and then there was his dog too, but that was all.Why in heaven's name would he ask me to come to his house on a Sunday and to do what..."Shop with you?""Yup, I'm tired of the recent shirts and pants I've been wearing and need a change.""And you need me to be there for that?""Of course, I need a different opinion than mine."That's why we have friends or even the staff at whatever department store he will be going to.I slumped my shoulders and sighed when we got to the department st
RayaI focused on doing my job for the next number of days, ignoring his antics and stupid moves and I breathed a sigh of relief when the day for the fashion show finally arrived.The paparazzi were around taking photos of the important celebrities that walked down the red carpet and I moved in the background trying to make sure everything was in place.The models were being dolled up according to the look they were to display, along with the designers coordinating the overall appearance, and I ran here and there, attending to what I could.Everything stopped when Mr. Sterling walked in though, and he glanced across the room, "Let's make sure to do a good job today, alright?"Everyone nodded while saying yes, and he left with me behind him."How is everything going?" He asked me again."The lights have been set up along with the chair numbers, and it's set for our guests to settle down now."He nodded, "good work then. Let's make this happen."I nodded, and he went on to meet some of
RayaMr. Micheal Sterling was walking past the boardroom when we walked out a few minutes later and Mr. Maxwell Sterling scowled."Told you, didn't I? That being a CEO isn't for everyone. You just had to go and make a fool of yourself. Anyway, still not too late to back down."I winced as Mr. Micheal Sterling said all that, having a smug smile on his face and I nearly jumped when he turned a smile on me, "hey pretty, thanks for the other day"He came forward to kiss me on my hand and left, leaving me with the steaming stare that was Mr. Maxwell Sterling."Uhm..." I stuttered, unsure of what to say"Let's go" he said, walking past me, and we got into his car, which thankfully, again, he didn't drive at a high speed."Right, what's wrong with your car? I still haven't seen it."I turned to him after a few minutes of silence in the car, "oh, uhm... It broke down and needs a new battery, though it's just better to buy another one than to repair that."He nodded.What?Wasn't he angry abou
RayaFlashback Their laughs were rolling in as we drove in the open roof car that William had brought to show off at school that day.His friends had gone crazy over it, including his female friends, and they had all suggested we go for a ride together.As I was his girlfriend, I sat in the front with his friends whooping at the back, and they tried to give me some alcohol to drink."Hey come on, you don't have to be such a kill-joy."I drank the shot his friend had offered, and it was mostly because of Williams' hand on my thigh."That's my girl" he whooped and stepped on the pedal, increasing the speed, which made me nervous.It was late at night and cars were moving on both sides, shining their lights at us and I started fidgeting when he increased the speed even more, even though he was drunk."William, stop the car.""Oh my God, she's such a kill-joy.""William!""Ah, she's so loud.""William?!""Oh, f*ck! Will you just shut up?"We all screamed as he nearly collided with a truc