“Yes, Mr. Donnelly? Is the food not to your liking?” she asked anxiously, looking at him with fear.
“No, why aren’t you eating?” he asked with a frown. Cara shook her head vehemently.
“I’ve eaten, sir,” she said as a faint color stained her cheeks. Marcus knew that she was lying. She couldn’t have eaten that early in the morning.
“Get a plate,” he ordered but she shook her head stubbornly.
“I’m already full,” she said, licking her lips nervously.
“Don’t make me feed you. I don’t want you to faint while working for me. Go get a plate or I’ll have you sit here right on my lap and feed you myself,”
Marcus was shocked by her reaction to his advances. No one had rejected him this way and he was totally confused. What went wrong? She wanted this all along, didn’t she? Why else would she come all the way here for the second time? He didn’t believe that anyone could be that naïve and wanted to return free money.Getting up, he walked out of his room, looking for her. He stopped in his tracks when his glance fell upon the open door and the open gate. So she had been able to figure it out, after all! Maybe he had underestimated her capabilities. Picking up the remote control, he pressed the buttons to close the gates and the door, locking them shut. With his cheek still stinging from the intensity of the slap, he went to take a cold shower. He needed it desperately. Later when he went to the kitchen to get himself a bottle of water, his glance fell upon the envelope that Cara might ha
Marcus reached home and slumped to the couch with his head in his hands realizing what a grave mistake he had made. After waiting to punish Cara for days, he couldn’t take it any longer. He went to the Kingston Club and followed her around for the last few days like a crazy stalker. The slap had been too hard to forget and he wanted his revenge but all his evil intentions completely changed when he saw how hardworking she was. He saw her working non-stop at a small cafe and then rush over to Kingston Club to sing. Initially, he had been apprehensive about going inside but last night he had bought a ticket to watch what she did for a living. Shocked was an understatement to what he felt when he saw her perform. It was amazing to see how the audience loved her performance. She didn’t need to dance or do any tricks to get their attention. All she did was sit on a high stool and strum her guitar while singing. Her clear, melodious voice had th
Marcus spoke to his brother and was summoned immediately to his granny, Margaret Donnelly’s house. After his dad, Jonathan Donnelly died last year of a cardiac arrest, his mom, Claudia Donnelly, moved in with his granny. In the early hours of the morning, he reached the beautiful and calm neighborhood and drove in through the gates of his granny’s house. It wasn’t a huge mansion but a big and comfortable house with a huge front yard and an equally sprawling backyard. When their dad was alive they used to play football every time they visited their grandparents. After their grandpa, Joe Donnelly died, eight years ago, their granny lived here all on her own, refusing to move in with any of them. But now with his mom and their trustworthy housekeeper, Maria living there with their granny, the boys were free to pursue their chosen careers. While Lucas lived in a posh apartment in Manhattan's Battery Park with his fiancée Sienna He
Cara stood dumbfounded by Marcus’s presence in the villa. Was he the one getting married? She hadn’t expected to be working at his wedding! He too seemed equally surprised to see her.“We’re finally here,” said Maria, fanning herself with her handkerchief, as she huffed and puffed into the house, carrying a mountain load of stuff. Cara looked down and followed her shyly into the house, too embarrassed to be here amidst Marcus’s family.“She needed work and we needed help, granny. So I brought her along,” said Maria.“Fine, she’s your responsibility, Maria. You have to assign her work,” said granny.“Yes, yes, leave it all to me,” said Maria. Then turning to Cara she pointed to
His sudden apology surprised Cara and she turned her head and looked into his eyes. Did he really mean it? She had no idea why he was apologizing to her. What made him change his mind about her? Suddenly Maria’s warning rang in her head. Was it all a ploy to punish her for hitting him?“I don’t need your apology, Mr. Donnelly. I’ll be thankful if you’ll just stay away from me,” said Cara with a sigh, looking away.“I won’t. Why can’t you accept my apology? I meant it from my heart. I misjudged you and misbehaved with you. I shouldn’t have done that,” he said, running a hand through his already messed up hair.“Okay,” said Cara in a soft voice, yet she didn’t look at him. Marcus felt frustrated at her lack of response. He
Cara was stunned and rendered speechless. Why was he asking her to use his name? Wasn’t that unprofessional? She was a maid working for him after all! No, she couldn’t call him by his name. Whatever motive he might have behind it, she wouldn’t fall into that.“Sorry, Mr. Donnelly. I’m not in a position to call you that,” she said, but he still didn’t budge and she was stuck in the room with him.“I have other work to do. Please can I leave?” She asked, but his hypnotic eyes seemed to make her drown into their very depths. Even after everything he said and did to her, she just couldn’t deny the butterflies in her stomach at his nearness. There was a warmth and something else emanating from him that was attracting her towards him. Of course, without a doubt, he was the most virile and gorgeou
Cara closed the door to her room and stood against it, her heart racing with dread. There was no knowing what he would be up to. There was a gentle knock on the door and she panicked. No, she wouldn’t open the door. She couldn’t face Marcus now with his whole family outside. What would they think of her?The knocks were louder this time and Cara gasped with fear. What would she do now? There was no other way than to open the door. She couldn’t wake up the entire household. Taking a deep breath, she opened the door but to her relief, it was only Aunt Maria.“What took you so long? I’m dying to pee,” she scolded her, rushing to the washroom. Cara’s eyes widened seeing that it was Maria all the time. She had really grown crazy being around Marcus Donnelly. Aunt Maria was right. He was bad news and she needed to
The next day everyone wanted to just laze around, to regain their energy for the following day. The girls tried on their wedding fineries for the final rehearsal. The decorators were busy, working at the banquet hall. The caterers would arrive later since the wedding was in the morning. Sienna and her friends were eagerly putting on everything to check the final look. However, to Sienna’s immense shock, the family heirloom, the priceless antique jewelry that Lucas’s mom had given her to wear on her wedding day, went missing! Everyone was upset, especially Sienna who started sobbing uncontrollably. Mrs. Donnelly tried her best to calm her down since she wasn’t keeping well due to her pregnancy. Unaware of the situation upstairs, Cara, Maria and Pam slogged hard in the kitchen making refreshments for all the guests. Since Cara was the youngest, she was made to run the errands and serve everyone the fo