The Annoying Maid

Days turned into a week but my everyday routine was the same. My head was healing impressively well and my wounds started fading away but still sometimes I felt a slight headache.

During the week, Nicolas came home late at night every day, sometimes with blood all over his body or sometimes with angry bloodshot eyes, and left home early before I woke up. There was no night when he hadn't fucked me. He fucked me so hard and rough in different positions until he satisfied his dreadful desires then he would pull me onto his brick-like chest and fall into deep sleep. Sometimes I wondered how he could sleep so comfortably with me as I could stab a knife on his chest anytime in his deep sleeping state for what he had done to me. After thinking more than an hour, I realized the reason. He knew I wouldn't kill him because my family was on his hostage.

The maid Laura started acting weird whenever she was around me these days. She stopped servicing me and barely talked to me. But Rosetta was