InLove with my boss son

Chapter 8

My mother had told me that my Grandfather will be

staying with an old friend of his and I

shouldn't bother myself. I am excited that I

will

get to see my Grandpa after such a long

time. I can already imagine the look of

happiness and relief on his face when I will

tell him about mother's improving condition.

Right now I found myself cleaning one of the

very elegant guest rooms in the Hubert’s

Mansion.

I was awfully curious about who will be

joining the Hubert’s for dinner tonight. I sighed

as I finished cleaning up the ensuite. My

mind automatically wanders off to William. He

is always on my mind. Sometimes, I feel that I

should just forget about him because what we

are doing is dangerous and wrong but

sometimes, I want nothing more than to be

with him.

He started working in his dad's office today.

I recall how arrestingly handsome he looked

this morning in his grey Armani suit. It

hugged his biceps and outlined every taut

muscle of his chest. He was looking edible. I

would love to be in his arms right now but

duty calls and his has a more suitable status.

Surely he would not want to be seen with

someone of the lower class in public.

I finished tidying up

and left the room to

attend to my other duties and thinking about

Williams' perfect body.

After taking a cold shower, I head to the

kitchen to help Elizabeth prepare brunch for

Mrs Hubert as she would be having a brunch

with her friend, Mrs. Valdez. The thought of it

just makes my blood rush. I wonder what

those two ladies have up their sleeves this

time around. No doubt that they were about

plan something so that William agrees to marry

Ariel.

"My dear, why the long face?" Elizabeth asked in

her accented voice. She looked at me with so

much concern just like my Mother.

"Nothing, my stomach is a little upset.

Nothing to be worried about." I lied without

looking her in the eyes. It makes me feel bad

when I lie to her but I can't tell her the real

reason.

Her eyes widened immediately. "Darling, I think

you should go lay down for a while. You've

been on your feet since morning. It may

worsen your present condition."

"No, I'm fine. It's not so bad. You sound so

much like my mother right now." I said too

quickly, guilt creeping into my heart for

making her concern over a lie.

She said nothing. She just gathered the food

into two trays.

"Let me help you." I offered.

"Oh no! You are unwell."

"It's just a tray of food, Elizabeth I would be fine.

Let me help you Please."

"Okay. Thank you. Let me head to the market

then. We're in need of some basil leaves and

Italian seasoning. I will be back soon. Take

care, darling.' I carried the first tray of food

that contains fat, plum pancakes and a cup of

syrup.

"Good morning. Mrs. Hubert, Mrs. Valdez." I

said as I reached them.

They were sitting in the garden, deep in

discussion. They were looking so serious like

they were discussing business but I knew

better.

Mrs Hubert sucked in her breath sharply as she

heard my greeting.

"Please learn to announce yourself You cannot just walk into someone's

conversation." She said angrily.

I am so sorry." I answered back,

apologetically.

"Why don't you children of nowadays learn

some respect? You do not talk back!" Mrs.

Valdez said as her voice goes an octave

higher.

"I'm sorry, ma'am." She nodded, dismissively

I wonder what I did so wrong that these two

women are ready to chop my head off.

"So what has William said about Ariel? Is he

ready to marry her?" Mrs Valdez and Mrs Hubert continued their discussion.

"You know how stubborn he can be, but don't

worry. He'll come around. We just need a

strategy.

Ariel is a very beautiful girl and she

would make a darling daughter-in-law."

I head out to get their coffee. These women

need serious help! They are mentally unwell

to be thinking of such plans. How can they

force William to marry Ariel? Marriage is for

life. Something which should be true and

pure

based on love between two people.

"I will come up with an idea, don't worry, why

don't we talk about something else?"

"Alright. Have you.... I left their presence

and head back to the kitchen.

I saw Mr Hubert, standing in the kitchen,

looking out of the place. He looks like an

older version of William.

"Ahh! Olivia dear. How was the trip to your

mother's? Hope she is responding to the

treatment." He said, smiling at me.

"Yes sir. She is doing well. She can be home

next month. Thank you. It would not be

possible without your help." I said.

"No problem. I assume Elizabeth had told you

about the visitor coming.

"Yes sir she has."

"Okay, good. He is a very important guest,

treat him well. Where is Elizabeth?" He asked.

"She went to the market." I answered. His

eyes got dull at my answer. As if he is sad

about Elizabeth leaving.

Tell her that I would like to see her when she

come back."

"Okay sir. I will let her know as soon as she

comes back."

He turns about to go after he said, "I also

want you to tell Paul to get the SUV ready by

6.00p.m."

"Okay. I will.' I nodded my head up and

down.

I tidied up the kitchen and returned

everything to its place. I then head back to the

worker's quarters.

"Paul." I said as I knocked on his door

"Yeah. Come in."

"Hey! Olivia. What's up?"

"Mr Hubert said that you should get

the SUV

ready by 6.00p.m."

I said and turned to leave. He grabbed my

wrist.

"Olivia, hold on."

"What?"

"Have you thought about what I told you?"

"Listen Paul I'm not here for a relationship

and I don't even think of you in that way.

You're like a friend to me; I don't want to ruin

that.' I said smiling only to get

the door

slammed in my face. Well that was rude.

"What's wrong with that boy?" I heard

Elizabeth voice. Oh! I guess she is back from the

market.

"I really don't know. He is acting weird." I

said, sheepishly. Boys will be boys, why they

have to be so difficult?

"Why don't you give him a chance, dear? I

stared at her, my eyes wide. She thinks I

should be with Paul. Seriously, what's wrong

with this woman? He is well he is more like

a brother. It would be So awkward.

"What?" I whispered.

"It's not for me to decide though. Maybe you

already have someone else on your mind. But

Paul is a nice guy, handsome even.'

I gaped at her, my mouth opened. Does she

know about William? No, she can't. How would

she know? I never told her and I don't think

that William will tell anyone he has an image to

protect after all.

"Close your mouth, darling. I wouldn't want

you to catch a fly. By the way how are you

feeling now?" She smiled at me, I was So

confused but then I remembered Mr Hubert

request.

"Umm... I am okay Elizabeth. Mr. Hubert said he

will like to see you when you get back.'

Her eyes light up immediately and her cheeks

got some colour. Strange! Why is she so

excited to meet Mr Hubert? Does she like Mr

William?

"Was that all he said?" She asks her voice

shaky. She is acting like a teenager who was

just told by somebody that her long time

crush wants to talk to her.

She rushed out of my sight, to tend to

Mr Hubert, I guess.

Why is everything in this house so strange?

I shook my head to clear away these thoughts

as I walked into my room.I opened my laptop which my grandfather gifted me to do some research.

Elizabeth advice that I should try taking some online

courses for the future. I think she was right. It

won't do any harm. Besides I can

get a more

reputable job where people don't think of me

as a low-life.

After thirty minutes of searching and surfing,

coming out with none that suit me, I decided

to take a cold shower because of the hot and

tiring day. Well not physically tiring but

emotionally tiring.

*

I was chopping onions for dinner when I felt

arms wrap around my waist and I knew its

William.

"Olivia" He said in a husky voice that can

make any girl go weak in the knees.

So he's back from work. Finally!

He inhaled deeply from my hair and kissed

the skin under my ear, making me shiver on

instinct.

"Stop! I don't want anyone to see us like this!"

I said but in all honesty I didn't want him to

stop. He continued trailing kisses from my

neck to my collar bone, back and forth.

I turned around in his arms about to tell him

to move away but his lips crashed on mine

immediately making mine move in sync with

his. He tastes so good.

He drew me closer to him and I wrapped my

arms

around his neck, tugging on his hair.

There was no space left between

My arousal came back in full force.

He entered his tongue in my very willing

mouth and sucked on my bottom lip. I kissed

him as hungrily as he was kissing me. He then

pulled back; we both were panting trying to

catch our breath.

"Better. You look more relaxed now." I

couldn't stop the colour that stained

my cheeks at his words and my wanton girl act. I

can't stop my body to react the way it does on

his touches.

He pecked my swollen lips again and gave me

his heart-stopping smile.

"Where is Elizabeth?"

"Right here." I heard Elizabeth high pitched

voice from the doorway.

Her cheeks were crimson and she looked all

flustered than the last time I saw her.

Come to think of it, where has she been? Last

I saw her she went to tend to Mr Hubert.

I turned and continued chopping onions.

"Okay William out. We need to start dinner.

Your dad is having a guest over." She said as

she started pushing him out. I can't help but

chuckle on Elizabeth childish behavior. She

looks so adorable right now.

"So that's how I'm welcomed from my first

day at work, even Olivia gave me a better

welcome home greeting."

I'm sure my cheeks and neck are the color of

the beetroot plant as of now. I was blushing

and I was embarrassed so much.

"Oh sorry darling. Later!"

William left only after getting a kiss on his right

cheek and a bear hug from Elizabeth. I think

about how close he is to Elizabeth than to his

own mother. He is care-free and good when

he is around Elizabeth; he even takes advices

from Elizabeth but when he is around his own

mother he acts like an arrogant bastard.

Marie was making pasta and sauce as

according to her that is what Mr Hubert

instructed her to do. Is that why Mr Hubert was

asking for Elizabeth? Well I guess.

"Elizabeth Where have you been?" I was curious. She was gone for so long She was about to

answer when I heard a very familiar laugh, No! It can't be, I ran to the

patio window and saw my Grandpa. What is he

doing here?

"Grandpa" I whispered.

'Oh my! Don't tell me he is Mr Hubert

important guest', I said to myself as I ran

back to the kitchen. How is that even

possible? How a common man like my Grandfather does know Mr Hubert and be his friend that to an important one? Do I even

know my own

grandfather? Who is he exactly?