I watched in horror as the plastic cup of coffee flew out of my hands. I knew where it was headed but I hoped that by some miracle, it would land somewhere else. Sadly, it didn't.
“Oh my goodness!" My boss yelled as she sprung to her feet. The unpleasant surprise on her face slowly turned to disgust when she realized I was responsible. She turned to me with the scariest eyes I had ever seen. “I'm so sorry ma'am." I scrambled for the box of paper towels seated on her desk, quickly pulling out two of them and rushing to her. The brown liquid was already soaking her grey coloured jumpsuit and spreading fast. “Do not come close to me!" She yelled, simultaneously snatching the paper towels from me. I halted and lowered my head. I couldn't dare to look at her, no one in the office could. “I'm really so sorry ma'am. I don't know how I tripped and the cup slipped off my fingers.” I mumbled hurriedly. My intestines were in a knot and I felt sick to my stomach. If only the ground could open up and take me in. “Get your things, and get out of my office." My head snapped up in shock immediately I heard her words. I was expecting some kind of punishment but I would never have imagined that losing my job was it. “I never want to see your face at my company ever again." She gave me a stern look indicating she was convinced that was what she wanted, but I couldn't leave. I couldn't lose my job. I immediately fell to my knees with tears that I didn't know were even there. “Please ma'am, it took me so long to get this job. I would be thrown out into the streets if I leave.” Through my teary eyes, I could see how unfazed she was by my actions, which didn't surprise me in the slightest. She was a cold woman, feared by everyone in the building. “I said leave, Raya." She hissed and turned her back to me. Tears continued to roll down my cheeks uncontrollably. There was no way I was about to lose mine and Anna’s only means of survival. “I'll do anything!" I blurted out in desperation. The thought of my sister, Anna dying in the hospital, scared me way more than being homeless. She was the only family I had left. “I'll do anything ma'am, just please let me keep my job." I lowered my head and continued to sob quietly, hoping that she would have a change of heart. “You're as desperate as a pig that hasn't been fed for days." I looked up when I heard her demeaning tone. I didn't care whatever she called me, or however she treated me, all I wanted was to keep my job. She continued to stare at me in silence. By now I had stopped sobbing, quietly sniffing as I awaited judgement. “Alright," I heard her say. I instantly looked up with a faint smile. The moment my eyes met hers, the sickening feeling in the bottom of my stomach grew worse. She had a sinister grin, glaring at me with piercing eyes. “You want to keep your job?" she asked again. I nodded repeatedly, anxious to hear what she was going to say. “I'm going to give you four months to seduce my husband and get him to sleep with you." My jaw immediately dropped but I was quick to recover it. I didn't know which shocked me more, her casual tone or the quagmire request she was asking of me. I watched the grin on her lips grow bigger. “You'll do anything won't you?" She asked again, maintaining the calm tone. She walked casually to her chair, sitting behind her big desk full of paperwork. “Ye… yes.” I mumbled hesitantly, resting my eyes on her, dreading the next words that would come out of her mouth. "So then you'll do what I just said or you'll lose your job.” She took a piece of paper and a pen, and began scribbling some words onto it. “Deliver yourself to this address on Monday morning, exactly a week from today, if you decide to do it,” she slid the paper across from her. "But if you don't, never show your face here again or I'll have you beaten up." I scrambled to my feet and walked to her table, taking the small piece of paper she handed out to me. It was her address. I know this because I had earlier delivered some packages to her doorstep. I also knew she meant what she said about having me beat up. She had done it before. “Now get out." She spat. I turned and started slowly making my way out of her office. “One more thing Raya," I heard her say. I quietly turned to meet her glaring eyes. "If anyone hears of our little agreement, I will make sure you regret it.” women were supposed to be warm, loving creatures, but this woman, she was evil personified. Too stunned to speak, I silently nodded my head, turning around to leave. “Tell June to get in here,” her unfriendly tone echoed in the air again. “I need some change of clothes.” She mumbled irritatedly just before I walked out the door. I looked at the piece of paper in my hands once again and let out a small sigh. This had to be a very bad dream.I stood outside the big house. I was almost hyperventilating. My hands were sweaty, and I was nervous. No, I was terrified. I had on a peach, lacey, short gown. It stopped a few inches away from my knees, holding my body rather tightly. It had a cute little V neck that showed a bit of my cleavage. I didn't know why I chose it, but I figured if I was to take up the job of a prostitute, I should at least look like one. With shaky hands, I rang the doorbell. I waited for about thirty seconds but there was no response. I knew because I was counting. I rang it again and counted another thirty seconds, but there was no response. I silently counted from one to ten again, telling myself if no one came to the door when I had finished, I was going to walk away. And no one did. I turned around to leave after my pathetic count, but I had barely made it past the first step when I heard the door open. “Yeah?”I heard a calm deep voice behind me. Sl
I arrived at the Tetra household, taking a while to admire the view. It was a really big house, with an even bigger yard and a pool out back. I couldn't help but wonder what Mr David did for work. I walked through the gate and rang the doorbell. Unlike the first time, I didn't bother counting. I knew I had no choice but to wait until someone came. Thankfully, I didn't have to wait for long.“Raya, you're here early."Rain looked as handsome as he should be, holding the door and grinning at me. I felt flushed, shy even.“Your mother asked me to be here, and here I am."I mumbled with a shy giggle. My eyes widened when I heard him giggle as well."Well, come in. I'm guessing you'll wait." I followed quietly behind him until we got to the living room. I got a whiff of his coconut scent and my eyes closed for a second to take it in. “Do you want me to keep you company while you wait?"My eyes flung open
I wrapped my hair in a towel, taking another one around me as I stepped out of the shower. I always found the art of perfectly wrapping a towel around oneself and moving around handsfree, very fascinating. I never got the hang of it. Instead, I would hold up the end of the wrap tightly under my arm. Basically making myself handicapped in one arm.I made my way to the living area of my small apartment, one arm holding up the towel wrapped around myself, the other hand drying my hair with a smaller towel.“Hello Raya."I jumped at the sound of someone in the living area. I looked up quickly to realize Mr David was standing before me. I noticed his eyes were not looking at me. I followed his gaze to realize I had unconsciously let go of my towel and it lay on the floor. He was staring at my completely naked body. “I'm… I'm sorry.”I scrambled for my towel, rewrapping it around myself. I could feel tears welling up as I looked at my feet.
I made it to the Tetra mansion once again by morning. I didn't go to work anymore, trying to seduce Mr David became my only job, and it seemed it wasn't going to be a difficult one. The night before, he whispered to me about having a beautiful body. It made sense as to why he didn't look away when my towel dropped to the floor. I didn't know if I was to feel relieved or scared, but a part of me was also happy. All my life I have never experienced what it felt like to be rich, to be spoiled, even when my parents were alive, we were a middle-class family who could only afford the basics. Now suddenly, I was in the midst of wealth. I was feeling confident today so I put on shorts and a T-shirt. I was just about to ring the doorbell when the door flung open, startling me a little. “I'm sorry," Rain's voice and smile quickly calmed me. He had on shirts and a T-shirt as well, although my shorts were shorter. With a smile on his face, he stepped out,
Rain's parents were too stunned to say a word when he insinuated that I keep him company while they are away. I was too stunned to speak as well. It didn't sound like he was asking, it was more of a subtle demand. An assertion. A sexy one at that. I just couldn't say no. Rain drove his parents and I to the airport. Rather uncomfortably, I sat in the passenger seat, occasionally receiving death glances from his mother through the rear mirror. She was telling me not to mess up, not to screw things up, and above all, not to forget why I was even here in the first place. Her death stares were definitely working, because I started to second guess returning to the mansion with Rain. Finally, her eye harassment came to an end. More to my relief than hers. Before Rain could properly park the truck, I hurriedly unbuckled my seatbelt. The moment he turned off the ignition, I hastily jumped down as carefully as I could. I didn't want him to repeat the action he performed earlier in f
Even with the loud music, I could still hear the loud grunts emanating from each man. It was getting ugly, and it was getting ugly fast. “Get off him, Rain!" My yelling seemed to be futile because the punches didn't stop. Both men were drunk, but Rain continued to hit him right in the face while the other guy missed two out of three punches. Maybe it was the little alcohol I ingested from the guys mouth, but Rain was beginning to look more and more sexy with sweat, mixed with alcohol, soaking his T-shirt as he violently threw his fists around. Not long after the fight was getting intense, it was brought to an end. Other slightly drunk men pulled both men away from each other. One of them was bleeding profusely from a broken nose and it wasn't Rain. Rain snatched his arm away from the men who held him, spat out blood before cleaning the corner of his mouth with the back of his palm. “Get out of my house," he growled, immediately stopping the mu
By morning, the maids came back to the mansion. The shock on their faces when they saw the pile of rubbish that littered everywhere made me feel terrible. They were suffering for the mess a bunch of reckless young adults created, but then again they were paid heavily for it. Undoubtedly, Rain was also compensating them, heavily, to keep their mouths shut. As I walked around the house, trying to render as much help as I could to the maids, my mind traveled far and wide. Actually, not far at all, it was within the mansion, dwelling on the actions of the night before. I was torn between myself, struggling between regret and satisfaction. Kissing Rain was almost heavenly. His lips were soft and he knew how to work his hands around my body. He treated my body as if he knew it like the back of his palm. I was completely lost in the moment, yielding to his trap, until I instantly got a wave of guilt that rushed over me. That was when I pulled away. I ran, like a coward, out of hi
After Rain informed Tess we were going into the mountains, we headed out. As usual, he took the truck. I had no hiking gear so he had to take me shopping. I also had no idea what to get since it had been ages ago my dad and I went hiking, so he ended up buying all I needed. From water bottles, to shoes, to clothing, to other essentials, Rain got them all. He even got a few extras. Whenever he saw something and said “I think this would look good on you", he threw whatever it was into the cart and paid for it. It took us about an hour to get out of the city and to the foot of the mountain. He was mostly chatty during the car ride and we even did a little karaoke whenever a song we both knew came on the radio. He spoke mostly about his favorite movies. When he noticed I was only listening and not imputing, he asked me what my favorite movies were. I was honest, although shameful, and told him I hadn't watched anything that wasn't shown on Anna's hospital television. After a f