Chapter 10

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Clara's pov "Overtime again, huh?" I still dream of my past sometimes, pathetic right, I know... But the road to healing is never linear, especially if everything you've worked so hard for is taken away from you in the blink of an eye. Those days that I stumbled into the house, my body wrecked from hours of overtime, and I would find Josh and Henry sitting in front of the TV with a bowl of popcorn between them. I'd call out to them... Perhaps one or twice before my weary voice was heard. Usually, without looking back, Josh would have told me he was glad I was home, Henry's eyes remained zeroed down on the TV until Josh would scold him to welcome me too. Now that I think about it, I was never really loved. To them, I was a working, breathing ATM machine–nothing else, and I naively saw them as my world. I thought that maybe Henry just needed more time getting used to me, and as for my relationship with Josh... It was my first real relationship, so I just took the dryness of it all as normal. Perhaps the honeymoon stage was just a myth, too, and both parties were supposed to get bored at some point. But I wasn't ever bored of him, I showed my affections in a thousand ways and more, handling a hundred percent of the bills. When there were dirty dishes in the sink or laundry that had to be taken care of, I'd do them at the slightest opportunity I had to deal with it. I loved him, so it wasn't hard for me to do so. Now I wonder how many times he secretly laughed at me under his breath, thinking I was nothing more than a pea-brained i***t. When I woke up, I was covered with a comforting warmth, and naturally, I nuzzled myself even closer to it. Veil even quietly encouraged me to do so, which was the first sign that something was fishy, but I had not felt so relaxed and so long. That was until my eyes were open, fully absorbing what was around them, and when I recognized the Alpha King, the warmth I felt turned to a stark cold freeze. I catapulted away from his touch so quickly, that I ended up rolling and falling off the already small single person bed. My butt hit the wooden floor with a heavy thud and sent a stroke of pain up my back. I groaned but bit my lip to hold back the sound. After the pain had died down a bit I started patting in my body and thankfully every part of it was covered with clothes, memories began to flood into my mind , as I tried to recall every moment. I couldn't remember what happened after I got into the cell. I think at one point, an officer came to escort me out, but everything was a messy blur after that and– "Ah, there's the woman that's never fails to take advantage of her boss's body," My heart nearly jumped up to my throat when I heard my boss's voice, still seated on the floor. I turned around, and saw him hovering over me his stomach laying across the bed as he sends a judgmental stare my way. I got on my knees, "Alpha Killian, I'm so sorry! It hasn't been up to a week since i got this job and I am already being a headache to you and madam Martha as well, I promise that I won't cause anymore problems. Please forgive me and let me keep working here as your maid," He was quiet for far too long before he responded casually; "Is that all you have to apologize for? How about crossing professional boundaries and dragging me in bed with you?" "Alpha Killian, I couldn't possibly have dragged you to bed... Unless you wanted me to," the last words came from a place of bravery that I didn't know I was capable of. But there was no need to deny it anymore, I wanted to keep my job badly, but at the same time, the attraction between the both of us would be problematic. If it wasn't for Martha showing up, I would have gone ahead with him as far as he was willing to go. Now, he was sitting on the bed. "I've never seen such a boldness from an Omega maid, I'm sure you're fully conscious enough to know who you are speaking to right now, correct?" I nodded, while I still remained in my kneeling position. "Are you saying that I, Alpha Killian. .. Your employer as well... Is attracted to you?" His tone rang with shock, "unbelievable, it's true that when you give someone an inch, they'll take a mile too..." He grabbed me by my arm pulling me up until I was standing, "Sit down," he said, and before I could take a step toward the bed, he pulled me onto his lap, my butt pressing against the firmness of his sculpted thighs. I took a deep breath as he continued his complaint. "You must be delusional, my dear Omega maid.... you're not my type..." As he said this, he was working on my buttons with one hand, and the other was rhythmically stroking my lower back. When all of the buttons were undone, he took a deep breath and starred at my cleavage. His huge fingers wrapped around my boobs, reaching as far as he could before squeezing hard. "So, you’ll keep working as my personal maid..." he murmured, as I squirmed on his lap. A sharp gasp escaped my lips when his fingers found my n****e, rubbing it slowly, deliberately. "Don’t ever say nonsense like that again..." he growled, yanking up the hem of my dress and stroking my slick folds in slow, teasing motions. "I’m definitely... definitely not attracted to you!" he said, right before thrusting two fingers deep inside me.
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