MONIQUE ♚Just when I thought the problems in my life couldn't get any worse than they already were, they really did get worse and what was I supposed to do? Probably cry myself to bed all night. I turned off the shower and wrapped the towel around my chest so it fell and stopped at my thighs before walking out of the bathroom, water droplets wetting the marble floor in the process. I looked around me and it was empty--like I was expecting someone at all. I'd told Gina to go have fun and be happy since she'd been with me most times due to what happened at the last meeting with the noblemen--I was never forgetting that shit. I went into details about it all to her and it led to her being so protective of me. I laughed at the thought of that because truth be told, there was nothing Gina could do to alter anything. Not even I. Yes, I had so much money and so much fucking power that it was enough to rule the people, but around here, that wasn't how t
𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐐𝐔𝐄 ♚"Hello, lady Monique!" A voice that I believed was very displeasing to the ear, mixed with a British accent from the thickest part of England was heard. Do not get me wrong, I was a whore for accents, British ones especially and most principally, Marcus Blacksmith's accent. Sometimes I'd be having panic attacks and all I had to do was try and recall what his voice sounded like and everything would get rectified. "Do I know you?" I stepped into the throne room, the heels on my feet making it obvious that Monique Jenkins was in there. I wasn't impressed at all by what I saw. A man, about five feet and ten inches tall-- only about four inches above my five feet six inches--he was nothing compared to Marcus. Marcus was almost a foot taller than I was--with tousled brown hair(another uninteresting factor when compared to Marcus's sexy, blonde hair). All sorts of birthmarks peppered his skin. His pointed nose was an indication that h
MONIQUE ♚The flush toilet had become a very good companion of mine during my mental breakdowns. Now was a moment I needed it. As soon as I got to my room, I rushed into the toilet, knelt, and threw up. It was never-ending as the puke kept rising and rising from inside me. Nobody had ever said that to me and never had any reason arisen for me to be body-shamed. I placed one hand on the seat while I placed the other on my stomach--my favorite position to vomit, and I let it all out. I spent the rest of the day confined to my room because I was not ready to deal with anybody's shit. The day I'd decided to be happy was when some idiot body-shamed me so I thought it'd be good to just be alone. I tried to do various things to pass time, but my mind kept going to that moment where he called me fat and a pig. Was that really how everyone here saw me? I decided to do some office work even though my mind wasn't there. About an hour passed and I reac
𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐐𝐔𝐄 ♚Merely staring at him made my head spin and my panties soak, just like now.It was one of those days I told another worker to inform him that he'll make my meal. My eyes followed every movement of his hands, how his muscles flexed beneath the white shirt he wore--I'd never seen him wear anything other than that color of shirt and I had to say that it was all the words to describe hot--if I could, I'd tell him to wear nothing with the exception of that color of shirt, and of course, him being naked would crown it all. It only made me want him all the more. He dropped my platter on the nightstand and was about to walk away. I was told that it was because I hadn't been here for long that I was allowed to eat in my room--like they could tell me what the fuck I could and could not do--well, they literally did. Father usually ate in the large dining hall downstairs--or so, I was told. Honestly, I saw no point in that since I was going
𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐐𝐔𝐄 ♚I closed my eyes again and scrubbed my eyelids with the tips of my fingers--my index one most especially. Opening them, I looked around and still, no one! All of that ass spanking and fellatio better be real! It had to be actual. I needed to get somewhere with Marcus. I sat up straight on the bed and perceived I was naked. It was at that point all of the events that had happened yesterday started unfurling in my head and I realized the reason I was naked. I ran my hands through my black hair and wiped my face with my hand, looking around for the second time and feeling a tad wasted like Gina and I had the time of our lives yesterday and decided to accompany it with alcohol.Lord knew that I was going to ravish every memory of that dream till the grave. It felt so special to me; those dirty things he said, the hot blowie that I gave him. Everything, in general, was just so exclusive. Stroking my chin for a little bit, I thought
𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐐𝐔𝐄 ♚"My lady, you have a visitor!" "Doesn't he or she have a name?" I yelled back at the person with such a thick British accent at the door. I sat in my bed that afternoon, comfortable in my robe. I'd decided to do some office work and funnily enough, I'd spent over three hours on my laptop working. I had a lot of future plans if things went smoothly because from what I'd seen, business had been going on really great even when I'd been missing in action for a while. I definitely didn't plan on making things continue to be as they were. "I was told not to disclose, but please, would you come outside?" She responded. Hissing, I set my laptop aside and scooted over to the end of the bed, and put on my fluffy sandals. Damn if I was going to bother putting on clothes. As far as I was concerned, I wasn't naked. I walked towards the door and opened it and found the lady who came to tell me that I had someone waiting for me. Luckily for me
𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐔𝐒The death of my parents didn't leave me as dumbfounded as I was because I was a little boy who didn't really understand the concept of death. I had no idea how long she'd been standing there, watching me. If only she knew how I looked at her when I had the chance to--she rarely ever came to where I was. It had also been a while since she told me to cook for her and it sort of made me sad. Clearing my throat, I swallowed and said, "My lady."She stood by one of the bar tables, staring deep into my eye. What made the situation all the more awkward was the fact that the flashlight of her mobile phone was on and so it combined with the dimly lit light of the bar to give some sort of weird vibe. "Marcus," the single word came out of her mouth and went deep into my soul. "I wasn't expecting to find you here." The rest of the statement slipped out like she'd been having a hard time composing it. Glad to know that I wasn't the only one who found it difficult to speak now that
𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐔𝐒 ♚Even though I went to bed very late last night, I was still the first to get up in the whole castle. I wasn't saying this to brag because I knew so damn well that most of the workers here were going to get up very late due to the high amount of alcohol they consumed.I was no different from them because I did shots with Lady Monique and I couldn't even bring myself to stop thinking about it, not even for a second. I'd tossed and turned on the bed and got little or no sleep--if shutting your eyelids for thirty seconds was considered as sleep. I was lucky to get into the male worker's bathroom and meet nobody there. Things could get a little crazy at times. I had my bath as quickly as I could and was out of there before anyone barged in. Being from the kind of home I came from meant that I was used to anything and everything related to uncanny, but I still loved my privacy. I appreciated it when I was having my bath and no man ba