DEALT ( saving his soul )

Chapter Eleven

Jonathan shook his head in frustration as he tried to focus on his paperwork. Frankly speaking, even the talkative minion within him was in strong agreement with him that he should fire the maid. A very rare occurrence.

It was only two days ago that he caught her snooping around in his office then the following morning ,Jonathan had discovered his small envelope that was on the desk which had some little sum of money was missing .

Jonathan would have confronted her about it under normal circumstances, but for some reason , he refrained from doing so and instead added ‘ thief ’ to his newly composed list of the infamous traits of the maid amongst : deceit, slackness, rudeness, lateness and stubbornness. Jonathan had thought that was the end but he was very wrong. Setting a new record on the billboard list and outshining all other devious qualities of hers’ : seduction came up at first place , stealing the entire show and to worsen the situation , Kayla was quite good at it too.

Jonathan stifled a groan as she bent over in front of him in her tighter than usual skirt to clean the lower shelves in his office. Whatever she was up to, Jonathan did not know and he also had a very rough time trying to figure it out. No matter how much one could be a master at multitasking, Jonathan was certain : focusing on work, figuring a mysterious maid out and trying hard not to rudely check out her drop dead gorgeous features all at the same time could never be workable. He was bound to drop one or two tasks .

He was tempted to leave the office at her disposal but the past incident of snooping around made it difficult. Of course if she ever took anything , he would know but he saw no need for unnecessary conflict which he could easily avoid even though he has to perservere the maid’s seduction tactics towards him while carrying out her chores. Jonathan sighed tiredly and as if his prayers were heard, the door was knocked, Lan came in and Kayla immediately left but Lan still stood at the door raising a brow at the maid's disturbing uniform.

" I came here for one simple fact Blue, "

Jonathan stared tiredly at the man's glaring green eyes. That tone promised trouble.

" Help me understand , Kayla has been dressing like a w***e for the past two days , "

" I know Lan, "

" That is not the issue, "

Jonathan looked at him quizzically, " Then what ? "

" First, you notice that she is trying so hard to seduce you by wearing a uniform that is a size small but you haven't bothered to fire her as you have done to your past maids ! It's disgusting, watching her purposely making her features jiggle right before your eyes and you ain't doing anything ! Why Blue ? Why ? "

" If I recall...you made me...promise never to...fire her ...in the first...place , "

" That was before ! But I know you , Blue, that is not the only reason , "

" What about you ? "

" How do you mean ? "

" Why are you ...pointing all fingers ...at me ? Why don't ...you warn her ? "

" I can't , for the simple fact that she dresses and acts so only around you , "

Jonathan smirked , " So you're jealous ? "

Lan glared, " No. I don't look at her that way, I just wanna know what's going on between the two of you , "

" I can't fire ...her , Lan , " Jonathan whispered but it was loud enough for his friend to hear.

" Why ? "

" I can't lie...I'm greatly attracted ...to her...for starters ...and also, " he coughed.

Jonathan hated talking . He smiled at Lan when he noticed his concerned expression.

" You okay , Blue ? I can get you the usual tea - "

" No , I'm fine , " his thin lips curled into a reassuring smile, " as I was...saying , there's something... something I can't ... understand about her...it's some sort...of mystery. Kayla isn't...what she portrays...to us. There's something sinister...about her. I need to...unravel it. "

" So , you're sort of leading her on to discover what exactly she's up to ? "

" Yeah , " Jonathan nodded.

" I must admit , that's a genius move , " Lan applauded, " I also concur with you . There's something weird about her and I'm not talking physically , I'm taking about her as an individual. When I ran a background check on her, I found no tangible information about her but because she doesn't strike me as the harmful type , I let it slide. "

" Dangerous to make ...such assumptions , Lan , "

" Yeah right , but c'mon she's a fragile little thing with a banging body. What harm could she cause us ? "

" You're talking ...like you haven't ...seen her current...traits , "

" Those are petty, " Lan shook his head.

" Think about it... Lan . I don't trust ...her - "

" You never trust anyone . Plus I'm not into that computer stuff like you , may be if you look into it you'll find something, "

" That's why I'm ... talking like this. I too...found nothing, " Jonathan shook his head thoughtfully.

Lan gaped at him , " You've got to be kidding me ! With your skills ? "

" Surprisingly yes . That and with...the way...she behaves ...something's off . "

Uncomfortable silence reigned in the room as the men brainstormed silently and drew conclusions.

" I still think you should confront her on her slutty mannerisms, "

Jonathan chuckled , " I'll see. "

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Jonathan thought about Lan's advice and concluded it was not such a repulsive idea at all. After all, it was normal for a responsible employer to scold his employees when they suddenly lacked etiquette or broke the expected code of conduct : which Kayla was daringly doing so . Where she got the guts to do the things she did , Jonathan had no clue .

Slowly walking to the kitchen with the aid of his walking cane, Jonathan prepared to address the maid who he found humming a tune as she wiped the washed dishes and her uniform so decent that he almost thought he imagined her indecent outfit that morning.

" Kayla ? " He begun.

She whipped around and once her mind registered it was him, she batted her eye lashes and bit her full bottom lip before saying , " Yes sir ? How may I be of help ? "

This woman ! He inwardly groaned but outwardly he glared. A death glare.

" Mr. Blue sir ? " She called seductively.

" Stop it , "

" What ? " Kayla feigned innocence while batting her lashes.

" Stop it ! "

" I don't understand what you mean sir - "

" Stop the flirting ! " He rasped angrily , " Just stop it ! "

Kayla pouted , " You are blaming me for nothing ! "

" Oh ! Really , " he stalked closer and grabbed her slender lovely neck .

He increased the force of the grip and watched her wince . Jonathan meant to scare into stopping her disturbing behavior but Kayla being mysterious and unpredictable as ever thrust her ample rack onto his hard chest causing him to groan at the softness then immediately recoiled from her.

" What's wrong ? " She asked innocently.

" Devious little thing , " he muttered and in unexplainable fury , he left the kitchen.

Jonathan went back to his dark room in confusion. That woman caused a serious conflict of emotions within him. At that moment, he wanted to go back and teach her a lesson about carelessly seducing employers and at the same time he wanted to strangle that slender neck to the point she would wheeze out all her evil traits . He wanted to give in to his attraction towards her , he genuinely did but with her behavior and experience , Jonathan knew one thing : they were all the same.

The thought sickened and angered him. He ended up pulling that black mask from his face and matched up to the mirror in his bathroom . He scowled at his reflection , he knew if Kayla ever saw his reflection she would react like the rest of them , probably worse or even reveal her true intentions. So in renewed fury , he sent the reflective surface into flying pieces leaving his fists bloody . Growling , he walked out and violently swung the door of his bedroom open that the poor knob was ruined . He steadily walked into the kitchen , planning ways in which to release his pent up anger and frustration.

" Look at me ! " His voice was low , inhuman as he rasped to the maid who literally froze .

He noticed her clutch tightly the wiping cloth in her hand and slowly lower the glass plate on the counter.

" Look at me ! "

Kayla jumped then turned around.

Her eyes widened at his face and Jonathan smirked evilly.

" Not batting eyelashes ...now , are we ? "

" Your , your voice , " she whispered.

Jonathan released a harsh laugh then slammed the counter so hard with an open palm that she flinched.

" Why are you ...still staring ? Seduce me ? "

She still stared.

" I thought you ...wanted to seduce...me ? Why are you ...still staring ? "

Jonathan glared, " What ? You're shocked ...I'm ugly ? That I wasn't ...prince charming who...was hiding his...extreme beauty from...the world ? "

She still stared and Jonathan decided to walk towards her, determined to receive the reaction he expected.

Jonathan waited for the horror to show and for her to run away. He waited and waited but it never came even as he invaded her personal space. He stared into her black gorgeous orbs searching for the usual emotions he expected to see, but there was nothing. Not a trace of fear or pity but in its place was something he could not understand. Guilt was ever present in those eyes but at that moment there was something else . It was rare that it scared him and consumed him all at the same time.

It was a look he could not discern and he wanted her to stare at him like that for eternity.

A slender hand cupped the left side of his face and fingers delicately traced his scars. Scars he had called ugly but her light touches for some reason made him feel less hideous. Kayla smiled then hugged him . Jonathan could not remember the last time he felt such a comforting embrace and so he desperately clung to it , not willing to let go from the temporary solace.

" I'm sorry , " she whispered then broke away.

He managed to smile at her face but then that is when she ruined it. Tears brimmed in her eyes and his forgotten anger made a full return as he mistook them for a sign of pity. Jonathan abruptly stepped back and glared at her.

" I don't want...your pity ! " He rasped and begun to leave but her slender disproportionate frame blocked him.

" I don't want ...pity ! "

Jonathan pushed her and she fell on the floor after her back painfully hit the kitchen counter.

" Is this some ...weird and sick...method of seducing ...me ? "

She was still gasping because of the pain but she managed to shake her head.

" Oh ! Suddenly speechless ! " He chuckled wickedly, " I should have ...known ! All same money...lovers ! All same w****s ! Look at you ...I may be ugly ...but I have ....my dignity...I'm not some...plastic like you ! "

He crouched down in front of her, " Tell me...who did you...want to please...that you went ...to a doctor...to reconstruct your...body this pathetically! Is that why ...you came to ...seduce me ? "

" Blue , s- sir , I - "

" Shut it ! " He glared, " With your characters ... and body ...no man would ever...consider you a ...life partner, "

Jonathan saw the tears finally fall , he had crumbled her walls . Her left hand still pressed on her back , clearly in pain from the fall but Jonathan did not care. It hurt and deep inside his mind he thought she was just putting up a show so that whatever wicked plan she had may be successful and so he felt some sick sort of satisfaction when he saw her broken and at his mercy.

" Now you know...why they call ...me a beast , " he muttered .

Jonathan walked out leaving her whimpering pathetically on the floor .

" I deserve it, " he heard her whisper and he frowned.

He looked back at her . A hopeless face lay on the cold floor and her eyes blankly staring at the wall.

Jonathan shrugged and left .

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