Fun just begins .
1001 Words
~Arabella~
My subconscious glared at me when that thought flashed into my head .I waited patiently and tensed to hear what he would say next.
“ I am still thinking about what you are going to do here, because nothing fits you.... not until you are ready for my bed.”
Wow, he really would never think about what he spoke at any time . He simply said anything he thought of without a filter.
“ Then it's better you let me go back to the life that am used,”I muttered , before I could stop myself.
He looked at me , shock flashing briefly across his face before he masked it with a grin.
“ Woow, I didn't know you would become this bold to talk that way?” he said , his voice dripping with amusement and disbelief.
I felt the urge to fire back , to argue ,but I held myself in check. I didn't have to forget that even if he had done much and talked so much against me, he remained the boss and I therefore had to respect him .His intention was just to provoke me. That was for sure.
“The way you talk back at me ,” he said , paused and then continued his tone suddenly cold,“Will determine your fate...and that of your boyfriend.”
why did he every time had to say that Ham was my boyfriend, I mean when did I say that to him. We only met yesterday but right from that moment, he had called Ham my boyfriend and even sometimes called him my husband. The exactly was wrong with him?
“ Anyway,”he said , shifting his attention ,“I won't go back to that moment. I want to show you all the work that is meant for you around here.”His eyes scanned the office like a predator seeking a prey.
“Let me give you something to do.”
Then,suddenly got up from his chair once like an idea had flashed into his head out of the blue. He drastically headed to the small table at the end of the room where a metallic bottle and other utensils were.
He selected the bottle, uncorked it and with no warning began pouring it's contents across the expensive carpet.I froze , eyes wide and mouth agape.No normal person would do what he just did.The white liquid spread quickly across the expensive rug. It was hot milk.
“ So, now I think there is some work for you,” he said with infuriating arrogance. I stared on confused not certain about what he meant by that
“ You can now clean this milk away from here. That is one of the numerous activities you are going to do around here. ”
I blinked , trying to process what had just happened plus what he had just said.
With that he got back to his seat . I was left contemplating everything. I couldn't tell if I was going to be able to stay here for even the next ten minutes
I remained puzzled at what to do now.
“ What are you still doing there. Just stand up and begin doing what you are supposed to do.” he thundered
Left with no alternative, I rose from the couch and knelt on the floor , the hot milk soaking my hands. My heart raced , my stomach twisted and yet a strange simmering dread made my limbs tremble as I began the task.
***
~Jed~
I watched her, completely satisfied with the scene unfolding before me. Her shock , her hesitation and the way she struggled against the situation was perfect.
She deserved this for she was the one who made it happen . How dare she treat me the way she did?
Just because she had that filthy guy, a slum dweller boyfriend or husband beside her so it gave her the opportunity to treat me the way she did. She broke my car window and after that she turned into a beast and started to treat me the way she wanted.
Did she know the person that she was talking to in that manner? Jed Kigongo, no one talks to me in such a manner and escapes me.
I stared at her as she gaped at the flowing milk . The milk, the mess and the helpness was all exactly what she needed . I could almost hear the lessons being imprinted in her mind, silently but painfully.
“ Go on, you came to work and that is part of it . ” I said casually to her, I felt I was already winning.
“ But how am I supposed to clean here if I don't even have what to use. ” she asked but her voice was not as strong as she was before. She was getting to the point wanted them- vulnerable!
“ Improvise.” I repeated, enjoying the subtle quiver in her tone.
She knelt down, hands pressed into the hot milk and I let my eyes roam over her.
She really was vulnerable and submissive .That was exactly what I wanted.
I continued to watch every each with satisfaction evident on my face.I wasn't being heartless, I was just enjoying a moment just like any other person having fun in a sport or game.
And then, as if the moment were too perfect, there came a knock at the door totally spoiling the moment. It was a sharp and intrusive knock.
My frown deepened as I wondered who had the audacity to interrupt my moment. I was having a moment of my life and then who ever the f**k was decided to ruin it.
I was not going to let it slid, I sat back totally forgetting the knock and continued to watch the sight before me .
Then, once again. The knock got even more persistent. What the hell!
# Thanks for reading.
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