All Chapters of Her's To Take : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

FREYA“Ma’am, you have not just one fetus in your womb.”I raised my head as those words hit my ears.It had been four months since I fled from Jaxton’s crib, and he had not come looking for me, or, maybe he did but couldn’t find me, because I found my way into the most remote area of the new town, I tossed myself into.I was lying on the bed, and the nurse was running her stuff on my belly, which was being displayed on the screen of the machine in by the side.What did she mean I don’t have just one fetus in my womb? Do I have something else in there?“What do you mean by that?” I posed.I wasn’t sure the nurse was right, and by the way, I never really believed the clinic would be any good, because there are no doctors here.But I had no choice. I was doing my best to avoid going to the city because I fear being seen and fished out by Jaxton’s men.I fear being grabbed and ferried back to that demon’s crib.I relaxed on the bed, waiting for her response as she continued running the s

FREYA“I know where you can work and earn some money, but the problem is, working there would keep you far from your kids.” Said Nania, one of the ladies who volunteered to help me babysit my kids.It’s been three years since I had my kids in the small neighborhood in the remote area far from the city where Jaxton’s influence prevails, and I had gone totally out of funds. Joe and his wife were not getting any younger, so, there was literally not enough assistance for me as I had to carter for us all alone.“Where are you talking of, and would they pay well?” I posed, wondering where on earth she was talking of, and hoping in my mind that it would not be a place under Jaxton’s control.She shook her head and sat on the stool in my room. We were fixing the toys my kids scattered in the room, and putting them in place.“It’s a billionaire’s mansion though. I heard he is currently hiring staffs.” She said, looking at me as I gathered the rest of the toys we fixed and moved them to the war

FREYA“Over here, ma’am, I am the one you are looking for.” A middle-aged woman said, with her fingers beckoning on me to come to her.She was dunning her duty outfit, and she was chubby and pretty with her short hair, but mere looking at her face made me guess she is a tough person.“Okay, ma’am.” I said and strutted towards her, while she headed into a room whose door was wide opened.I wonder how she knew I was looking for her. I had barely touched down before she called me over.“What’s your name?” she asked as we strutted into the massive room which has doors that leads to other rooms.“Freya.” I said, following her obediently, and looking out to know which door she would opt for, but she stopped and turned to me.“Freya, the one Nania spoke of?” she asked, her eyes staring into my face like that of a mother who was querying her child.“Yes.” I said in response, my voice calm and braced by a weak smile.I wonder how she knew Nania referred me to the mansion. Maybe she was there t

FREYA Guess what, I lied that you checked into the restroom.” Mara said as soon as I entered the kitchen and leaned by her side.“So, where have you been? Were you flirting with the guards?” she went on, with a mischievous smile.“I missed my way to the kitchen, so, I had to roam till I found it.” I said in response and took a knife. “What’s in the menu?”“We are making all sorts of meal. Just gather stuffs and make whatever meal you know, and make sure it turns out delicious or you would be forced to join the laundry girls.” Mara said.I shook my head and delved into gathering a few ingredients to make my own meal from the thousands of recipes I have in mind.I had not been a good cook all my life until last three years when I had to endure a third-class life to keep myself concealed from Jaxton and his cartel. Joe’s wife and the women of the neighborhood taught me how to cook wonderful recipes.“What do you want to make?” Mara asked. She was chopping carrots into a saucepan.“Shrim

FREYAWe trailed the passage like ants, till we got to our chamber, and each of us moved to our rooms. All the maids here have a room with their names embedded on the door. Mine was like that, too.I didn’t lock my door when I made into my room, but I did the good of shutting it. I knew that Mara would soon visit like she did the other time.I made to the wardrobe, and there, I took off my cloth and searched my bag to select a cloth to wear, having been notified by the big maid that our duty was over.I chose a gown, a light one that I usually wear at night without putting on my undies. I always loved the freedom of sleeping without my undies on, or even walking naked in my room, but I have not done it for quite a long time.But I wouldn’t do that without first taking a warm bath..........................I stepped out of my room, wrapped in a white towel. Hoping to knock at one of the doors and ask the occupant where I can find the bathroom, but many of the maids were outside, and t