After the meeting ended with the Domino limited company, Beatrice began walking towards the elevator when her smartphone rang on the files she was holding in her arms.She stared at the caller ID and realized it was the housing agent who linked her in renting her current penthouse apartment.'Why is he calling?' Beatrice thought, stopping in her tracks, then she grabbed her phone.'Maybe he wants to tell me that my rents are due,' She thought to herself as her hair fell over her shoulder and she flipped them back immediately before she clicked on the accepting icon.“Hello, Mr. Shawn,” She greeted and at the same time tried to hold the files in her right arm properly, so they won't fall to the floor while waiting for the response from the other side of the call.“Hello, Ms. Coleman,” He responded after a few seconds, in a deep baritone voice that vibrated through Beatrice's left ear.“I guess you know the reason I'm calling you, ma'am,” He said audibly.“I know,” “My rents are due, a
It was noon and Beatrice was contemplating how to ask for permission from Ben, it was her break time and Mr. Shawn had sent the address where they'll be meeting to her an hour ago.Beatrice drew her chair backward and stood up from her seat, her eyes glued on Ben who was typing on the keyboard, his eyes fixed on the screen of the computer.She walked over to him, sucking in her breath, and stood right in front of his desk, her hands clamped in front of her.“Excuse me, sir,” Beatrice cleared her throat, eyeing him anxiously after getting Ben's attention, who then darted his gaze from the screen of the computer to her face.“How may I help you?” He questioned, leaning back in his seat and swiveling his seat to her position.“Uhm! I-I…” She paused, she was finding it difficult to ask Ben permission to leave the office to see her agent, probably because she thought Ben would be adamant and decline her request.“Yes?” Ben urged her to go on, arching a brow at her questioningly.“I would l
“Thank you!” Beatrice appreciated the driver with a warm smile on her face after paying him and getting down from his cab.The driver nodded in response with a smile before he drove off while Beatrice turned around facing the complex building of the Jay Suites.She inhaled sharply and made her way into the building just then Ben arrived, parking his Lamborghini car in a suitable place before he got out of his car.'I'm sure she got down here,' He told himself, staring at the big building and using his index finger to adjust the black shades he was wearing on the bridge of his nose to get a clearer view.His eyes squinted a bit before he started making his way towards the entrance of the building and got greeted by the receptionist in the lobby.Ben didn't respond on time because he was more focused on where Beatrice was headed to, but he didn't see any glimpse of her around.'Where did she go so fast?' He thought to himself before he turned his head to the left side and his gaze caugh
Beatrice threw her hair into a messy bun as she walked into the kitchen, she sighed staring at how lovely the kitchen was, and right now, what she was thinking about is how to make her next move.With her current job as a secretary, she can't keep up with that amount of money to pay for house rent, and again her pride won't let her ask anyone for money to help except her parents, and she wants to avoid bothering them too.She plodded tiredly to the fridge in the kitchen and wanted to have a soda drink and got disappointed with herself when she opened the door of the fridge and couldn't find any drinks inside the fridge, just bottled water.'I need to make time and go to the grocery store,' She frowned inwardly, she had been telling herself that for like two weeks now without taking a step to the grocery store and now all her foodstuffs had completely gone dry.'I guess I will go for water instead,' She thought and grabbed a bottle of water, she opened the lid and gulped down the cold
Beatrice got to the office very early in the morning, she has some work to do before she asks Ben for permission to meet a new realtor, Lady Zara told her about.“It's 7:30,” She muttered as she glanced at her wristwatch and then stared at Ben's empty seat, she has been in the office for some minutes to seven in the morning.'Is he not coming to work?' Beatrice thought when Ben hadn't come into the office, she sighed and stood up, telling herself not to bother since it wasn't too late for him to come to work, after all, he's the boss, and she is the one who came very early to work.'Let me make his coffee before he comes,' She told herself and stood up from her seat, she arranged the files on her table neatly and proceeded to walk out of the office.The elevator tinged as soon as she got to the second floor and the elevator door opened, Beatrice inhaled sharply, flapping her long hair to the back, and began walking towards the coffee machine, her hips swayed and rocked slightly in the
“Are you okay?” Ben asked worriedly as he rushed over to Beatrice, who was trying to hold back the tears that were threatening to trickle down her face.'Why does he have to do it?'' Why did he have to come to my aid when I didn't need it? He would be the last person I would ask help from?' Beatrice fumed, she was angry and sad at the same time.Angry that Ben went behind her back to do something he wasn't supposed to do, and sad that she didn't deserve such a gesture from him because of the way she had treated him.How did he know about this? Is he stalking her, or does he have a monitoring device on her?What is the exact reason he did such a thing to her?Ben straightened to his feet, taking Beatrice's phone which she dropped on the floor, and staring at her, he had expected that reaction from her, and he knew he had hurt her pride paying that money because he knows Beatrice too well.But, he had to do it if he wants his plans to work.“Your phone,” Ben said, stretching his hand
“Your maid?” Beatrice asked in disbelief as Ben gave her a cocky look.“I want to believe this is a joke,” Beatrice laughed while rolling her eyes and placed her both hands on her waist, she snapped her gaze back to Ben and realized he was being serious with that look he was giving her.Ben has got to be kidding her, what does he mean by her being his maid?“You heard me right,” Ben cleared his throat and leaned back in his chair, a devious smirk playing on his lips.“I don't understand what you said just now!” Beatrice fired at him as she widened her eyes at him.“Your maid?”“Maid as in what?” Beatrice questioned him furiously, maybe if he explained what he fucking meant by being his maid, she will understand.Ben gave her an amused look and laughed, he stood up from his seat and straightened his suit while Beatrice glared at him. She watched him murderously as he approached her.Ben quirked a brow at her and stopped a few feet away from her and shoved his hands into the pocket of hi
Ben walked into his house that evening, loosening up his tie, which was suffocating at that point, and he collapsed onto the bed in his room. He had let Beatrice go cause well, he had started to get swayed by her seduction, and he had seen her face change by his suggestion. He wondered what she was going to choose; date him or be his maid?It was even crazy because he hadn't thought of the options before meeting her, maybe the latter, but it had come out spontaneously while talking to her. He sighed and stood up to pick up his phone when it rang,“Hello,”“Ben dearest, how are you doing?” It was his mom.“Good and you, mum?”“Splendid. I hope you haven't forgotten about our anniversary party coming up tomorrow?”Wait, what? That was true. Fuck, how did he forget?“You didn't forget, did you?”“What? Uhm, no, of course not, I was even thinking of what to get you guys.”“Oh, you don't have to get us anything, just bring yourself and prepare to party all night.”He smiled without realizi