HIS OBSESSION

Chapter Eight

“Come again.” I asked, as I couldn’t believe my ears as I gave the maid a look and then looked at the lingerie. The maid repeated herself and I stared at the lingerie. It was black, a bit transparent, and short gown. Also very revealing. Although it was beautiful and the mosaics were nice, I couldn’t bring myself to wear it in front oof him man I barely knew.

“Hell no! Why would I do that!?” I exclaimed. The maid’s face changed and she gave slightly pitiful look.

“Master Damon says that it is imperative you wear this.” She reconveyed her instructions but I still couldn’t accept that.

“No way. I’m not some kind of w***e who would just wear this and meet a man I barely even know.” I complained. I was furious. Although these past few days have been boring and sorrowful, that doesn’t mean that I would be willing to do something that shameful. The maid bowed and pleaded. Although her face didn’t change much and she tried to keep it as expressionless as possible, I still spotted the tears falling from her eyes.

“Please, young miss. If you don’t wear this, I will be punished dearly and will lose my job...” she begged. I felt sympathy for the woman and with the marks I saw on her back, I couldn’t let her suffer more. I took a deep breath and took the lingerie off her hands.

“Alright.” I said and gave the lingerie a look and imagined how it’ll look on me first. I knew it would look good on me, but this was not in anyway, the right occasion for me to wear it.

I went to the bathroom and took off my clothes before putting the lingerie on. I examined myself and I gotta say, I looked dazzling. The lingerie only stopped on my tighs, revealing my long, white, and slender legs. However, thinking of what I would be doing, my face flushed red and the thought sent shivers down my spine and I took longer than I should in the bathroom. I came out and the maid was about to escort me out my room when a thought suddenly came into my mind. I walked to the wardrobe in the room and took out a black trench coat and wore it.

The maid wanted to protest but she stopped midway and gave a slight smile which disappeared almost instantly. I walked out the room and the guards closed the door and escorted me to Damon’s office. I was extremely nervous and I walked slowly. My legs were shaking and despite being covered with a coat, I didn’t feel comfortable.

I looked at the two guards behind me but they wore expressionless faces as they carried their submachine guns and followed me closely.

We got to Damon’s office and the maid knocked.

“Come in” we heard Damon’s voice from inside. The maid opened the door and signaled for me to go in. I walked in slowly and looked at Damon before examining the office. The place was neatly organized with a couch in one side and a table in front of it. Then straight ahead was Damon’s desk. He was busy with something on his computer and on his desk were a few files. His office wasn’t small, but it wasn’t too big either.

Damon paused what he was doing on his computer and looked at me.

“Take off the coat.” He ordered. I frowned and refused.

“No!” I barked. He frowned and signaled for the guards to forcefully take it off me. The grabbed me by the should and took the coat of me, without damaging the lingerie. Although I struggled, it was futile effort. After they took the coat off, Damon dismissed the maid and the guards and faced me.

Damon just gave me a long gaze and my face flushed red as felt embarrassed. I used my hands to cover my private parts. I was cussing at Damon inside, as I couldn’t tell what his stupid mind was doing already. He could be undressing me with his eyes and just the thought of it made me want to dig a holtoad hide inside it.

“Sit.” He ordered as he pointed at the chair on the opposite side of his desk and returned to his work. I quickly sat down, face red and still embarrassed. Damon didn’t even act like he was even bothered and instead, continued with his work.

I glanced at him before looking around and digesting the images before me. There were a few artworks on the walls of the office and the plants in the flower pot at one corner attracted my attention. I observed my surrounding, at the same time, I was expecting Damon to say something or do something. But he didn’t.

Instead, he just acted like I wasn’t even in the room and he just kept typing. The sounds of him striking his keyboard didn’t cease to leave my ears. I could almost hear it even when he didn’t type.

‘What does he even want with me?’ I wondered as we’ve been like this for almost thirty minutes. I mustered some courage and wanted to start a conversation.

“Why am I here?” I asked. However, to my dismay, he didn’t answer me. He didn’t even act like I was there and instead, he kept typing on. I got annoyed.

“You’re trying to give me the silent treatment again.” I said. He only glanced at me for a second before going back to what he was doing. I didn’t know what else to do so I kept quiet again. However, I couldn’t sit still. I’m sitting in an office, in front of a man I barely know and wearing a revealing lingerie. I was uncomfortable with the silent and eerie atmosphere of the room so I decided to keep talking, even if I’m the one talking alone.

“You know what I think, I think you don’t even know how to treat a woman.” I said, having no idea what to say but just wanted to say something. “What kind of entertainment do you derive from having a half naked woman sitting in front of you and you’re barely even paying attention to her. All I hear now is the sounds of you typing on your keyboard. You’re so boring.” I said. With that statement I was able to let off some steam.

Even with all that, he still didn’t bother about me. All he did was glance at me and ignore again. I stared blankly at him and I was stunned. ‘I just uttered nonsense all for nothing’ I thought.

“You talk too much.” I heard his voice after almost an hour of him not speaking.