His Bed Slave

Checking the documents, Mavie felt her head start to ache. She was not sure she understood more than half of its entire content. It made her feel even more degraded and tinier than how she already knew she was.

“I am sorry, I don’t think I understand everything in here,” Mavie did not even spend more than ten minutes checking the contents of the file she was handed.

Judas frowned. He tried to recall what educational attainment this woman got to make Judas rationalize her words and check if she was playing tricks with him. But it did not take so much effort to remember what Mavie said to Judas’ assistant when she had the interview. She admitted then that the information on her application which stated she was a high school graduate, was not true. And she was willing to accept whatever the employer would decide after coming clean from such false information she had shamefully indicated on her application form. She also admitted that she had been applying for jobs indicating the truth,