"Nice to meet you, Cecilia. I'm Jenna," I replied, trying to mask my surprise as I shook her hand. Cecilia, the lively maid, was Keith's younger sister all along. It explained their comfort with each other and why Keith felt comfortable enough to make harsh comments about my clothes to her. But why does Keith look disturbed all of a sudden? Cecilia made eye contact with Keith before she walked to the other end of the table and took her seat there. As the dinner and small talk progressed, I couldn't shake off the sense of intrigue surrounding Cecilia. Her transformation from lively maid to Keith's sophisticated sister added another layer to the mystery. The rumours about her were true. Keith's discomfort only fueled my curiosity further and I made a mental note to tread carefully, as uncovering Cecilia's secrets could be a double-edged sword. But one thing was certain: this dinner party had just become a lot more interesting. "So, Keith." Cecilia spoke up, just as people we
I gasped, hearing his response. What does he mean by that? He better not try anything funny! In my thoughts, I rejected him but my body was speaking a different language. I was glad that I had covered my nipple just in time. If I didn't, Keith could have seen how hard it was just from being alone with him in a room while I was dressed like a slut who was attending a big event to look for men. With a swift movement, Keith's hand gripped my chin, forcing me to look up at him. The intensity in his eyes sent shivers down my spine. "I don't think you understand the gravity of the situation, Jenna," he said, his voice low and menacing. "You're playing with fire, and you have no idea how easily you could get burned." I tried to pull away, but his grip tightened, his fingers digging into my skin. Panic surged through me as I realized how vulnerable I was at that moment. "Let me go, Keith," I demanded, my voice trembling despite my efforts to sound assertive. His smirk widened, almost
As the water cascaded over me, I let out a long exhale, trying to wash away the tension that still lingered in my muscles. The steam filled the room, enveloping me in a cocoon of warmth. With each passing minute, I felt a bit of the weight lifted off my shoulders. But even in the sanctuary of my bathroom, Keith's words echoed in my mind, taunting me with their implications. His hold on me was suffocating. Even in here, I could only recall his tight grip on my neck... His deep and seductive voice... his threatening words which dominated and turned my body on... His rough touch didn't break me physically but internally. Just what was this billionaire playing at? Turning me on like that and leaving me in the middle. My hand went to the nipple he blew on earlier. I pinched it and then slid my hand to the side of my neck which he kept inching closer to. "Keith..." I moaned but then shook my head quickly to snap out of it. What is wrong with me?! That bastard is getting in my head. H
Walking around his office, I almost felt bad for what I had in mind. I took the bucket of dirty water, soaked my mop in it and covered the floor with the water.Stopping to view the dirty mess I've made, I wiped my hands on my uniform then picked up the bucket and moved towards the exit, "I wish I could stick around and see the look in your face, Keith Clementine. But I have to go." I said as I reached for the door handle which surprisingly moved away from my grasp.I held my breath as the door opened and Keith showed up with three other men that looked like they meant business."What is the meaning of this?" Keith questioned as his eyes scanned the office from where he stood."I... I'm cleaning sir." I stammered out, holding tightly to the moping stick in my left hand and the bucket handle in my right hand."Cleaning? Is this what I hired you for?" Keith asked in anger, his voice deep and demanding.It hurt. Not just his anger but the fact that he was pretending not to know me. That'
Exiting Keith's office, I happened to bump into someone. I was about to apologize but when I saw who it was, I threw my apology out the window and stared at Sarah who had a sly smile on her face."So you got a job as a toilet washer for real? I've been working working here for days. It's no wonder I didn't see you." Sarah said but I only smirked in response."What's with the look?" Sarah asked me."Oh? I'm making a look. I didn't notice." I replied to her and she clenched her jaw."Out of my way. I have some papers to deliver to the boss. Finally, I'll be able to enter his office." Sarah boasted, "I heard he's hot.""Yeah? And what happened to your husband?" I asked, her comment on Keith irked my skin."He has been going on business trips since the day we married. A very busy man like him can't stay out for long but he'll be back tomorrow morning." Sarah answered.Honestly, I was shocked when she answered me.She disgusted me every time I saw her. Married but planning to hit on Keith?
How did Raphael know Keith? I get that he was able to get Sarah a spot in the company with ease but I never expected him to be so familiar with Keith that he would barge in like that looking so angry despite the kind of reputation Keith was rumoured to have.I washed my hands and then looked in the mirror as I stood in the ladies' washroom. Something is going on. Something big that I have yet to find out.Keith and Raphael? Those two seem to be the least likely people to know each other personally.I heard a clicking sound after the door to the washroom opened and closed.When I turned towards the door, I groaned when I saw Sarah's face once again and I turned my gaze back to the mirror in front of me. I'm sure she was here to get under my skin just like she tried before.Or maybe to get answers on how I suddenly became a PA. It's not my fault I got the pestering husband "What's with the change of positions, Jenna? Just yesterday, you were a janitor." Sarah said, arms crossed as she
SARAH POV "What the heck, Raphael! What was that stunt you pulled at the company today?" I shouted, my anger mostly came from my confrontation with Jenna in the washroom earlier today.How dare she imply that Raphael doesn't care about me?"You. You knew didn't you?" Raphael questioned me."Knew what? Did you ever tell me anything, Raphael? How much do I know about you?" I shouted back."But yet you married me when I proposed!" Raphael's sudden outburst sealed my mouth shut, "I was only a tool for you to get revenge against Jenna but what did I ever do to you to deserve this?!" "What the fuck are you even talking about?" I asked, feeling my heart going up my throat."Your ex-fiancé turned out to be my father! Jenna freaking got married to my father, Sarah! Do you hear me?!" Raphael shouted and my jaw dropped in shock."What?! How was I supposed to know that?! You never told me he was your dad." I said, my voice coming out as fragile."You never told me he was your fiancé." Raphael r
Nothing made me happier than the way I ended last night's phone call with Raphael. It was so satisfying that I couldn't help holding in a laugh each time I remembered it."Thank you Miss." the receptionist said to me as I handed her a file."You're welcome," I replied, smiling back at her before leaving for my office beside Keith's.'If only Sarah knew what transpired last night.' I thought.Well, speak of the devil and she shall appear. What do we have here?Just as Keith's office came into view, I spotted Sarah at the corner, nervously adjusting her outfit. She had pushed her boobs up to be more visible and pulled her skirt a little higher above the knees."I don't believe it," I said in disbelief, "is she doing all that because..." I laughed as I recalled the words I said to her. Just the other day, I had said to Sarah that if she thinks I had to seduce my husband to get my current position as PA, she could try the same shit.This is gonna be fun.SARAH POVToday is the day I'll l