Trapped in the Devil's Den

Chapter 6

Meghan's POV

When the sunlight slowly creeps into the surroundings I decided to go home. I am sure my mother is already home, the worry that Uncle John might sexually harass me again lessen. Besides I have to work in the Hayes Hotel, it will be my first day I shouldn't be late.

"Bye for now Dad, I will come back when everything gets heavy again and that happens every day so you will see me again tomorrow." I laughed at my own joke. I started walking to grabbed a taxi. My mother gave me my salary for one month but I don't think that will be enough, so I have to budget it until I get my salary in the Hotel.

I waited for a few minutes before I finally grabbed a ride. I busied myself by looking at the trees outside and since I am occupied with the scenery I haven't noticed that I am already in our village I almost go beyond home. I immediately called the attention of the taxi driver to told him to stop.

When I opened the door of our house I saw Uncle John and my Mom sitting on the sofa while watching an entertainment show.

The sound of the door caught their attention so they looked in my direction.

"Oh, you are already home." My mother announced the obvious. I just nodded my head and proceeded on walking.

"Cooked us food Meghan, your Uncle John and I are famished." My mother shouted so I just nod my head and entered my room.

I just change my clothes into a comfortable ones. I will just take a bath when I am done cooking, my mother might create a scene if I didn't obey her command immediately.

"We only have bread and eggs," I announced while holding a plastic of bread and one egg in my other hand.

"Just cook anything." My mother shouted back so I started beating the egg.

"We always eat bread and egg for breakfast Mathilda I am already sick of it." I heard Uncle John complain but I just continue preparing the egg and bread.

"I will ask Meghan to buy groceries later don't worry." I am sure my mother can do that but she will ask me to do things for her. As a matter of fact, it should be her responsibility but she made me shoulder it.

After a while, I heard both of them laugh. They must be watching a funny scene.

I heated the pan and put some butter on it then I started toasting the bread. When I am done with the bread I put some oil on the pan and pour the beaten eggs on it. When I am finished I put the food on the table and arrange the table.

"Breakfast is ready," I shouted. I didn't wait for them to enter the kitchen I hurriedly enter my room to take a bath, I have to start preparing myself to work. I heard Uncle John shout calling me to eat but I didn't answer.

I wore the uniform given by the Hotel, it is just slack and a white shirt. I grabbed my backpack that contains my spare clothes. I don't want to go home feeling sweaty.

I looked at myself in the mirror and I look just fine so I decided to go out. I am running while going out of our house and didn't bother to inform them that I am leaving, they won't care anyway.

I thought I can leave peacefully but I am wrong because before grabbing the main door I heard my mother shout.

"Seduce your boss Meghan, he will be our key to escape this poor state." She didn't let go of that idea. It disgusts me so much. How can a mother pimp her own child?

"I don't need a man, I can handle myself," I answered firmly before grabbing the doorknob. As the day passes by the hate that I am feeling towards my mother added. As time passes by I hate her more.

I am already inside the taxi but the words of my mother are still playing inside my head. I am pissed, my day was ruined because of her. I am glad Uncle John didn't add anything because if he did I might not stop myself from talking back.

"We are already here Miss." The taxi driver announced so I took out a few dollars in my wallet. If I ride a taxi every day all my salary will be just enough for my fare. I should ride a public bus starting tomorrow so I can save up some money.

When I entered the hotel a young woman with the same uniform as mine grabbed my arm and pulled me somewhere.

"You are Meghan right?" The woman with jet black hair and average height asked me.

"How did you know?" I am curious how did she know my name when I am not wearing any name tag.

"Mrs. Martha told me." That explains everything. She knows my name because Mrs. Martha the head of cleaning service and maintenance told her. She extended her hand while smiling from ear to ear. She looked so cheerful. Her life seems to be happy.

"I am Anna your co-worker, nice meeting you Meghan." She said those words using her cheerful voice which made me smile. She looks so happy how I wish I feel the same. I took her hand for a handshake.

"Nice meeting you Anna." I smiled and I was shocked when she clung her hands around my right arm.

"Mrs. Martha told me that a woman who looked like a model will be my new companion, I didn't believe her at first, I mean Mrs. Martha might be exaggerating, but you know what she never told me that I am pretty even though I am, right Meghan?" She swayed my arms from left to right while looking at me with her puppy eyes. I just laughed at her because she looks so funny.

"But when I saw you, Oh my God, you are really pretty, you could pass as a model. Aren't you rich like you now some kind of heir that run away from their home and live like a normal woman to experience something new, gosh did I just discover your secret Meghan?" She covered her mouth acting shocked. I shook my head while laughing.

"You read too many books don't you?" Her imaginations are going wild, how can she invent that story in seconds.

"I mean there is a possibility since look at you." Anna let go of my arm and made me turn around. "You are undeniably pretty Meghan." She stared at my face as if I were some sort of mystery that she needs to solve.

"Stop your imaginations Anna, let's just do our job okay? Mrs. Martha might fire us if she saw us talking and not working." I threatened her and it looks effective. She pulled me to the storage room and grabbed a mop, I also grabbed one.

"I will clean the meeting room and you will clean Mr. Hayes' office Meghan." I have no idea if it is Mrs. Martha's idea or she just decide on her own.

"Why I am assigned to clean Mr. Hayes office Anna?" I asked confused and when she looked at me she look pitiful while rubbing her palms against each other.

"Please Meghan, pretty please." She continued begging and I looked at her with a furrowed eyebrow. "I am a breadwinner, if I lost this job my family will starve to death, please let me clean the meeting room." Anna looks cheerful but the baggage that she is carrying is also heavy. I am not heartless to reject her request so I nod my head to agree with her suggestion.

"I love you Meghan." She jumped out of joy and hugged me so tight. I caressed her back and after a few seconds of hugging, I softly pushed her.

"Let's go." Anna and I walked side by side while holding a mop. We parted ways when we had already reached the assigned floor. She started walking to the meeting room and I walked nervously towards Mr. Hayes' room. I saw his secretary outside so I approach him and told him my purpose why I am here. He gave me permission to enter the office and clean it. When I entered the office I felt so happy because Mr. Hayes is not there. I can clean peacefully and I think I can finish my job fast since everything looks clean.

I am busy wiping the table when I heard someone moan. I looked outside to look for Mr. Hayes' secretary but he left already. A few seconds passed and I heard another moan. I roam my eyes around and tried to trace where the moan is coming from and a black door caught my attention. Due to curiosity I walked to it and opened it slowly. The room has a bed and I saw someone laying there. Mr. Hayes' Secretary told me that Mr. Hayes isn't here so who is this man. With the thought that it might be some thief, I walked slowly toward the bed while holding the mop tightly.

Shock was written on my face when I saw who it was, it is Mr. Hayes and he looks so pale. I touched his forehead and he is burning hot. I was about to remove my hand and call for someone to inform about Mr. Hayes current situation but I was taken aback when he hold my hand stopping me from leaving.

"Stay, please stay." Tears run down on his face while saying those words. He has a high fever which must be the reason why he is so emotional. I want to leave but his grip is too tight so I decided to stay.

"Don't leave me please." Another batch of tears fall so I wiped it using my bare hands.

"I won't." I answered to assure him that I won't leave him. If someone saw us in this situation they might accuse me of flirting with Mr. Hayes but what can I do, I want to leave but he won't allow me, besides my conscience, couldn't take it if I leave him here in this state.

I felt that Mr. Hayes is already asleep so I decided to pull my hand out of his grip but it was still too tight. I guess I can't leave this place yet.

Connor's POV

I woke up with my head feeling heavy. I felt so cold. I was about to grab my blanket when I felt like someone was holding it. I took a glance at the face of the person who owns the hand and at first I thought it was Elle but when I looked closely I was back to reality, it wasn't Elle, it is Meghan.

She looks so peaceful while sleeping and I don't want to disturb her sleep. I didn't dare to move even though my hands is already numb. I contented myself by looking at her. She is really beautiful just like Elle. They look like sisters but that is beyond impossible since Elle is an only child and nothing connects them.

I have no idea how long I have been staring at her face but I bet that took almost an hour, I just stopped when I saw her slowly opening her eyes. I immediately diverted my vision to the opposite side. When she was fully awake and aware of our current position she immediately pulled her hand out of my hold.

"I-i am s-sorry, Sir, I-i d-didn't, I was." She looks in trouble while explaining herself. She couldn't gather the right words to defend herself, and she looks so scared but adorable at the same time. I am amused by her reaction to the point that I didn't notice that I am already smiling. She bowed her head and played with her fingers, same with Elle. Elle does that when she is guilty of something.

"I heard someone moan, I thought it is some kind of thief so I entered this room but it was you who is laying on the bed sir, you look so pale so I touch your forehead to check if you are sick and you were burning. I was about to call for someone to help you but you hold my hand and told me to stay, so I did." She narrated what have happened without looking into my eyes. I stand up and hold both of her shoulders. She slowly looked at me and I saw fear in her eyes.

"S-sir you s-shouldn't stand u-up, y-you are s-sick." She told me as if I didn't know. Concern is laced in her voice that made me smile.

"Take care of me please." I probably looked like a kid while saying that. I have no idea why I uttered those words but maybe because I am sick and my mind isn't functioning normally but whatever it is, I know part of me said those because I wanna feel Elle's care again using Meghan's presence.

Confused by my words but she still nods and gives in to my request. She told me to go back to my bed so I oblige. She entered the bathroom to take a towel and hot water. Holding a small basin with hot water and a towel she walked towards the bed and sat beside me. I didn't know where she got those things but maybe Drake put them there.

She told me to lay down so I obeyed her like a kid. She put the towel on my forehead and used the other towel to wipe my neck. I am still wearing my clothes from yesterday, the ones drenched with rain.

"I-i n-need to w-wipe y-your b-body Sir." She bowed her head once again probably shy by saying those words.

"Go on." I answered using my husky voice so with shaking hands she slowly unbuttoned my polo. I looked at her hands and everything became hot all of a sudden. She stopped halfway and started rubbing the towel against my chest. I couldn't take it anymore so I grabbed her nape and pulled her face closer to mine.

I claimed her lips and sucked her lower lip. She wasn't moving at first but after a while she responded to my kisses. Using my free hand I grabbed her waist and pinned her down to my bed. I continued kissing her lips, at first it was slow but after a few seconds, I became aggressive. I am caressing the side of her waist while kissing her aggressively. She let out a soft moan that added to the heat that I am feeling.

I let go of her lips and look at her reaction she looks intoxicated. I wipe some strands of her hair that cover her face.

I want to feel Elle, again.