Chapter 6
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Clara's pov
His warm breath caressed my core as he hovered above me, teasing with featherlight strokes that danced just shy of where I needed him most, making sure that he drove me to the edge.
I squirmed on the bed, heart knocking against my rib cage. Was my boss really exploring my most intimate spot....on my very first day on the job? Was I going to lay on my back and just let this happen?
No, this is insane... I should leave.... I should stop him right now, that was my thought process yet i moved my hips, making tiny thrusts, to make the most out of this. A brief contact with his tongue and I let out a gasp, he laid his tongue on the center of my folds, not moving just teasing me to the limits of my sanity.
Just when i felt like i was reaching my peak, there was a knock at the door, "Alpha Killian, what would you like me to prepare for your next meal? I'll need to go shopping for groceries later and..."
The mood in the room completely plummeted, without saying a word to me, Alpha Killian put on his pants and responded to Martha; "Fine, just go with whatever you think would be best, i trust your judgment"
Unwilling to look silly anymore, I stood up and dressed myself properly, a hot blush from embarrassment running from one cheek to another. By the time I looked presentable the Alpha was gone and I was left alone, trying to wrap my head around what had just happened.
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Martha and I ended up going grocery shopping together, I pushed the carts behind her as she inspected every purchase under razor sharp scrutiny,
Funny how the Alpha had so few servants, then again that wasn't the only weird thing about him. How could he just abandon me like that after what happened between us? If he had at least acknowledged that–
"On second thought..." Madam Martha's sudden realization pushed me out of my troubled mind, "maybe we do need more greek yogurt, wait here," she said and was gone before I could blink, faster than the wind. I slumped my shoulders as tiredness shook them from side to side.
Three straight hours of shopping, a nap would do me a world of good right now.
I thought that was the worst of my problems until a fruit came rolling over and slowed down just knocking the tip of my shoe, instinctively I picked it up and my eyes swept around, then I saw who threw the fruit, my guts tightened, my heart beating faster now
It was Henry.
He ran over, he still threw one foot in front of the other which made him look like a cute waddling penguin.
"You again?" he muttered as he grabbed the Orange like my touch had infected it, rubbing it aggressively with the back of the sleeve of his shirt.
To think that was all he thought to say to me, I looked away, fighting back the tears that were threatening to gather at the corner of my eyes.
I was naïve, stupid enough to hope that my next encounter with henry would have turned out differently that maybe he would have had the slightest regret over his betrayal of the very person that raised him. I missed him, I thought he would have missed me too. I couldn't be more wrong. He was far from regret, in fact he seemed disgusted by my presence.
"Why are you stealing food?" He blurted out and I could no longer ignore him anymore.
"I'm not stealing, my goddess! ...Where's your Dad?"
"I'm not gonna tell you! I won’t let you take Daddy from Mommy again!” Hearing that ached my heart, was this what Henry thought of me now? A thief? A home wrecker? Was this the narrative that they were spewing to this child? Were they both that shameless?
My whole body began to shake, it's responce was with laughter that was the only way it could hide the pain. Of course they were that shameless! How could I even forget? Look at me ,It wasn't like I was working as a maid because it was my lifelong dream, I had to do this because it was my only way to survive after they took everything from me.
"Just go away henry, go meet your parents" I said, inspecting what was in the cart trying to distract myself from the little boy that I had taken as my own but as it turns, out I was just fooling myself. To him, I was nothing more than a nanny–no an intruder, that thought she could take his mother's place, well lesson learnt.
I turned back to him, but he was still standing there clenching to his fruit, i assumed he would have left.
"What are you still doing here?!" I snapped at him without thinking.
His already big eyes widened more, becoming twice as big, I had never yelled at him before, but there was a limit to my patience, and he was crossing it.
Henry pouted, rushing over to grab my cart. Did he really think that I was trying to steal all these things? In freaking broad daylight? He really was just a silly kid who knew nothing.
I tried to get him off of the cart because he was refusing to listen to me. I heard rapid footsteps and before I could make sense of what was going on someone had shoved me so hard that I fell into a sea of watermelon. Henry started crying at the top of his voice.
I peeled my eyelids open and I saw Josh beside henry.
People were gathering around us, some even brought out their phones to record, and no one tried to help me.
Josh grabbed my wrist firmly and pulled me out from the watermelons with a hard jerk.
"What the hell do you think you are doing ? Are you trying to kidnap my son?"
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