Todos os capítulos de Lustful Eyes: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

AlexanderThe Kings were gathered at the long dining table, everyone sitting in their designated seats. Mr. and Mrs. King were talking quietly with each other about business, while Sofia and Lucas were entirely preoccupied with their phones.And Alexander... his dark eyes were, as always, aggressively searching the room for that one specific girl.His father did not know about his sudden announcement yet. The older man would certainly not be happy about him stealing a maid from the family estate, and Alexander knew that perfectly well. But he couldn't care less about whatever bullshit lecture his father was preparing to give him.After a few minutes, the kitchen doors swung open, and the maids began to appear with various heavy meal trays in their hands. He didn't even spare a single glance at the other women; his eyes were desperately waiting to see her. He didn't care if his methods were a little too harsh. He was going to obtain exactly what he desired. And at this moment, he was en

Emma"Wow, Emma... th-that's a lot..." Vanessa stated, completely flabbergasted.Emma sighed heavily. She knew it was a lot.A few hours earlier, Martha had informed her that Alexander was going to significantly increase her weekly salary. The new amount was eight hundred dollars a week. Why on earth would he pay a maid so much?Maids normally didn't get paid more than four hundred dollars, and he was readily willing to give her double the standard amount. She understood exactly why he was doing this; he simply wanted her to feel trapped and unable to leave. He already had men spying on Miss Garcia, installing hidden cameras in her home, and using her aunt against Emma as leverage. And now there was the inflated salary on top of everything else.Emma sat down beside Vanessa on the bed and exhaled deeply."That's a really big amount though, Emma. What are you planning to do now?" Vanessa asked."I don't know. But I have to work there anyway. I cannot leave this job.""Emma, you know tha

EmmaA middle-aged woman approached her and handed her a crisp maid outfit, sternly instructing her to wear it. Emma didn't spend much time changing into the new attire.The woman appeared to be incredibly stern and demanding. She had a blank, unreadable expression on her face and was nowhere near as chatty or warm as Martha. She had handed her the clothing with a severe look. That deeply disturbed Emma, because she was heavily concerned that this woman would not be as courteous to her as Martha had been.Of course. Not everyone is the same.She sighed heavily as she examined herself in the large, floor-length mirror. The uniform appeared to be rather nice. It didn't fit her figure perfectly, but it was pleasantly comfortable to wear.It consisted of a white, full-sleeved top paired with a dark blue skirt that fell just below her knees. Unlike her old uniform, it didn't have the suffocating feel of a second skin.Why does he want me to wear this kind of outfit? I didn't have one like t

EmmaShe gasped loudly as the photograph slipped from her trembling fingers and hit the floor.Lucas was standing in the doorway, staring at her with a deeply annoyed and angry look."What the fuck are you doing in here, maid?" he demanded, his voice much louder this time."I-I was j-just..."He did not let her finish. "How dare you touch Alexander's belongings! If he finds out about this, you will be thrown out of this house immediately—if he doesn't kill you first!" he roared, taking long, intimidating strides toward her and forcing her to back away.Snatching the photo from the floor, Lucas shoved it back exactly where it belonged and glared down at her. She kept her eyes glued to the floor, absolutely terrified to say another word."If you ever touch a single thing in here again, you will regret it. Do you understand that?"Emma nodded her head swiftly and practically bolted past him, muttering a breathless apology.Her heart was racing frantically as she fled the room. He hadn't e

Past Time"Slow down, honey, you will fall and hurt yourself!" the woman called out to her son, who was playing in the school's playground with the other children. The boy returned her smile and giggled before sprinting back toward his friends.She shook her head with a sweet smile on her lips and returned her attention to her newborn child. He was sleeping peacefully in his mother's arms, his tiny hands curled up as he let out a small yawn. She smiled and drew his little form closer to her chest. Her four-year-old son wanted to play with the other kids even though school was already over. The day seemed to drag on longer than usual. She looked at her watch; it was almost 2 p.m. Looking at the sky, she gasped. Grey clouds were starting to gather, signaling that it might rain at any moment. She hurriedly called her son and told him they had to go."But Mommy, I want to play for some more," he whined.She sighed. "I know, baby, but if it rains, we are going to get drenched, and your litt