His Maid!

CHAPTER4

I exclaimed to Bella, "This is scrumptious, I can't believe how good it tastes!"

Bella expressed her joy in being mostly assigned to kitchen duties by stating,

"I absolutely adore cooking; it brings me so much happiness."

playfully responded with the words “Yes, Chef Bella” Our laughter filled the room."

The Belloni Estate is bustling with activity Mr. Smith's return is expected today, leading to everyone being occupied with getting everything ready for his arrival.

Lucy was tidying up his chamber, while Bella, Sammy, and the rest of the staff were busy preparing his food.

We arranged all the meals we prepared on the spacious dining table that could seat twenty people. The silverware and other items were positioned in their correct locations.

It is already midday, so we make our way to the maid's living quarters to have lunch. Mr.Smith is expected to come by 3 pm, giving us time to rest before his arrival.

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It's been nearly an hour since we've been standing here, waiting for Mr. Smith to show up. My legs were tired and I felt sleepy, to the point where I couldn't feel them, so I decided to lean against the wall for support.

The mansion was approached by a black SUV, followed by a convoy of vehicles that seemed to belong to Mr.Smith's escort.

Dressed in formal black suits, the men from the cars descended and gathered around the black SUV as one of them efficiently opened the door for a distinguished man to alight from the vehicle.

I immediately recognized the man as Mr. Smith without needing to inquire. He possesses a physique reminiscent of a Greek God, standing tall and commanding with a masculine presence and a prominent jawline.

His striking blue eyes add to his allure, yet his aloof demeanor may give the impression of being unapproachable.

Wow, he looks amazing and attractive, just as we had heard. He wore shorts paired with a button-up T-shirt that added to his appeal.

He made his way to the mansion, followed by his escorts. As he approached, he donned his dark shades, letting a sleek lock of his black hair fall across his face.

Upon Mr. Smith's arrival, all the maids warmly greeted him with a collective “Welcome Mr.Smith ."

He gave a nod without making eye contact with us.

Lucy greeted Mr. Smith cordially.

He gestured with his head and then proceeded to walk past her, heading directly to his chamber.

Lucy requested that Bella, Charlotte, myself, and several other maids remain in the dining area to attend to Mr. Smith while she introduced us to him.

Mr. Smith has not yet appeared after waiting for two hours. Exhausted from standing, I decided to take a seat on the floor to relax until his arrival.

I was nudged on my shoulder, and upon waking up, I saw piercing blue eyes filled with anger staring at me.

It dawned on me that it was Mr. Smith and I had fallen asleep. Immediately panicked, fearing the consequences of my actions. Hastily standing up, I straightened my uniform while attempting to regain control of my composure.

Mr. Smith sarcastically asked, “Are you resting Angel?”

For the first time, I was exposed to his voice. His voice is rough and charming. I confess that I find it appealing.

He appeared increasingly upset as he reminded me of the question I had asked, causing me to worry about the potential consequences.

I replied negatively due to my fear.

“No,” I said

He asked once more if the truth was being concealed from him.

"I apologize, I wasn't aware that I had fallen asleep. I was exhausted and simply wanted to rest for a short while sitting on the floor. It took me by surprise when I drifted off," I explained with regret.

My heart raced with fear as I realized I was in a challenging situation yet again. Bella seemed even more fearful than myself, and the other maids shared a concerned expression as they observed the scene.

He stepped closer until our faces were mere inches apart, meeting my eyes with an intense stare as he let out a fierce hiss and struck the wall with his fist.

I became increasingly afraid as tears welled up in my eyes. I shut my eyes, anticipating a blow from him, but it never materialized. Instead, he walked away and settled into one of the dining chairs while a maid hurriedly attended to him.

I stood by the wall with the other maids Mr. Smith singled us out with a gesture of his finger.

He pointed at me and asked for champagne to be poured.

I made my way to the area where the beverages were stored. After pouring the crimson champagne into a glass and placing it on a tray, I carried it to Mr. Smith's location. Leaving the champagne on his table, I then proceeded to walk away.

The first thing that caught my attention was the noise of glass breaking and crashing to the floor. My heart sank in my chest. Oh Dear, what have I done? I can feel my hands getting clammy as I grip the tray much harder.

As I glanced over, I noticed a furious Mr.Smith Approaching me with an intense expression.

He forcefully grabbed my neck, forcing me against the wall. I found it difficult to breathe, attempting to pry his fingers away from my neck.

He asked angrily, with a hint of disdain in his voice, questioning the identity of the person before him. His anger seems to enhance his charm.

I attempted to apologize, but my words got stuck in my throat.

He spoke menacingly when he questioned

“Did I give you permission to speak?"

I shook my head as tears streamed down my face.

He nodded in approval before dropping me down on the floor."

I struggled to breathe and massaged my aching neck after he struck me on the head.

I let out a pained groan as my vision began to blur. I caught a glimpse of Bella, who was gazing at me with tear-filled eyes.

She trembled in fear, and I attempted to muster a smile at her before losing consciousness.

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Upon regaining consciousness, I felt a pulsing ache in my head. As I slowly opened my eyes, I realized I was in my bed. Attempting to sit up, I encountered difficulty. Recollections of recent events flooded my mind.

"It's fine, let me help you," Bella said compassionately as she noticed my distress. She gently guided me to sit on the bed, where I rested against the headboard for added comfort.

She handed me some pills and a glass of water, saying it would alleviate all the pain and that Lucy had requested it to be given to me.

After placing the pills in my mouth, I thanked Bella and quickly drank water to help them go down smoothly.

Bella expressed her pity for what occurred, her voice trembling.

I reassured Bella that everything would be fine, trying to comfort her.

This new life is ours now, there is no turning back.

Nostalgia for the orphanage, my previous home, flooded my thoughts. Tears cascaded down my cheeks.

I was lost in my thoughts when I suddenly sensed a touch on my hand, and when I glanced up, I saw Lucy looking at me with a melancholic smile.

“Sorry, Lucy, I didn't realize you had arrived," I stated, offering her a slight grin.

"I am so sorry for what happened to you Eve," she said, gently patting my shoulder.

I told Lucy that she shouldn't blame herself for the situation.

She wiped a tear from my eye and reassured me that Mr. Smith was not as bad as I thought."

She advised me to comply with his instructions to avoid any issues,

I nodded silently, unsure of how to respond.

Sammy entered the room carrying a tray of food, placing it on the bed where I suddenly realized I had not yet eaten dinner.

I expressed my gratitude towards her with a slight smile and a thank you before she nodded back with a smile of her own.

It was only then that I remembered Lucy's presence, as she left the room briefly only to return with a napkin, gently securing it around my neck.

Lucy offered to feed me. I insisted that I prefer to eat by myself. She gave my shoulder a firm squeeze before walking out of the room.

I quickly finished my dinner, brushed my teeth, and changed into a nightgown. Bella was already asleep when Sammy entered the room carrying a glass of water.

She asked about how I was feeling when she spoke to me.

I mentioned that my condition has improved. The pain has significantly decreased after taking the pain relief medication given by Bella.

Sammy placed the glass of water that she held on my nightstand.

“In case you wake up thirsty,” she said

I thanked Sammy, acknowledging the kindness she showed me.

She began making her way towards her bed, but then paused and pivoted.

"I completely forgot that Lucy mentioned Mr.Smith will be choosing his maid tomorrow," she mentioned.

When his name is mentioned, my heart races and I feel nothing but disdain for his cold-heartedness. As tears welled up in my eyes, I slowly drifted off to sleep.