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Victor

As soon as Layla left on the errand I sent her, I walked into my room and started to get undressed, first to come off was my shirt. All the while though I couldn’t stop thinking ‘Layla is really beautiful', and somehow, unimaginably, I’m attracted to her, I can’t even say what exactly was causing this unintended attraction, I mean, I know for a fact that it’s not her beauty, I’ve hung with way hotter models before and didn’t feel a thing, and it sure as hell isn’t her personality, I barely even know her, I think it’s either on a deeper level or something just natural.

It started since that day that I actually first saw her in the flesh, since then, I couldn’t get her off my head because well even though I say it’s not the main reason, still her beauty and her body shape were so captivating, talk about a diamond in the rough.

I wanted to push the test further on that day, because it was all supposed to be a test of integrity, loyalty and ability, but after seeing her that day, getting so close to her that I felt I might just melt in her and she on me, well, I just couldn’t go on ahead with the harder parts of the test.

I did think dirty thoughts too, like how it would be having her undressed and tasting every part of her, hearing her moans and feeling myself deep inside of her, oh well, thank God for Martha who interrupted the process, I’d have loved to just have a feel of her lips on mine that day. But since then though, I’ve been able to keep the urge in check, seeing her today sparked the urge but it’s well under control.

I went into the bathroom to have a cold shower. It was a hot and stressful day today, signing the new modeling contract with Levi Strauss & Co. for their new fashion line and taking the first numerous shots in their different attires, it was a good deal, though not as good as Tommy or Coach, I still hope to land the biggest of them all though, Nike.

I was done with the shower in no time, after which I wrapped a towel around my waist and got out of the bathroom. I discovered Layla isn’t back with the wine yet, I wondered what was keeping her as I searched through my wardrobe to get something comfy and light to wear. I found a vintage pair of top and shorts so I decided on that, then I took a Tommy boxers and removed the towel from my waist, discarding it on the bed, but that was when the door opened.

It was too late to get to the bed and tie the towel back around my waist as Layla was already in the room, immediately she saw me she gasped and the glass in her hand fell to the floor whilst our mouths hung wide open in shock.

Layla

I rushed back heading to Victor’s room as soon as I got the wine, I should remember to thank Martha again for pointing me to the right way unlike the other bitch of a lady who thinks she is somehow anything more than a maid in here.

I went towards Victor’s room with the glass and the wine in my hands and when I got to the door to the room I pushed it open straight away; one, out of the hurry that I was late in delivering the wine, and two, I had totally forgotten myself, I am a maid aren’t I, and maids are not supposed to barge in on their employers, big rookie mistake.

As I opened the door, the first thing I saw was Victor and he was stark naked in front of me. Obviously my eyes went to straight to his dick and OhMaGawd, I almost had a heart attack, let’s just say he was indeed perfect in everyway. But then I was too shocked with the discovery, much so that the wine glass in my hand fell off and shattered on the floor and the sound of glass breaking was enough to spike me back to my senses.

“Goodness me, oh, I’m so sorry Mr. Victor I, I, I should have knocked” I said stammering and turning around to leave immediately.

“Stop!” I heard his sweet voice command with so much authority that I felt glued to where I was, at least my back was to him now so there’s that. I did wonder though why he would tell me to wait when I’m obviously invading his privacy, his naked privacy at that. Oh, could he be meaning to punish me again? Would he call his guards to come and take me to the dark room again? I started thinking frantically and my breathing sped up as well as my heart, it was beating so loud and fast that I thought it would pop out of my chest, what did he intend to do?

I felt him walk by very close to me, right behind me actually. He breathed down my neck as he brought his mouth close to my ears, shivers ran all through my body and brought goosebumps to every visible part of my body.

“Do you really want to walk away like that, with a 'sorry’ after seeing me stark naked, I’ve told you ‘sorry’ doesn’t always cut it for me, so do you really wanna leave?” he said in a soft whisper that made it’s way all to the part in between my legs then he brought his hands up to my upper arms with a smooth caress up and down my arms, this sent more shivers all over my body and worse was that I could feel myself getting moist down there.

Oh God please yes, I mean no, I don’t want to leave, my mind answered him, but then my words came out as “Sir, Uhm, er erm, I’m sorry sir p,p,please sir I didn’t mean to” I said stuttering and shivering, what was actually going on? this was moving too fast for my brain to catch up with, what does he want to do to me? Does he want to have sex with me just because I saw his nakedness? Did I somehow turn him on? Could he get turned on by me? Is that what is happening here? My mind reeled on and on.

“You really do believe sorry solves everything right? Just spurt out the word and everything goes back to normal uhn, well let me rid you of that notion” he said and placed a soft kiss on my neck, I closed my eyes at the pleasure that was sent to my entire body, now I was actually wet and could almost moan out loud, it took all my will power not to arch my neck so he could place more sweet kisses there, just as he was about to say something again, a knock sounded at the door and he stopped to answer moving a few inches back away from me.

“Who’s there?” he asked and I was surprised at how quickly he got his composure back, his voice was clear, sure and commanding again.

“Oh c'mon Victor it’s Olivia” I heard Victor‘s sister’s voice say, little did she know the door was opened and could have walked in on I and her brother in the most awkward position ever, I wondered what would happen if that had been the case here, nothing good I’m sure, cheers to my lucky stars that didn’t happen.

“I’ll just be a minute” he replied, then to me he said “Layla, you may leave now. Oh do make sure to clean up the mess before you go” he said simply before walking away back to his wardrobe and he put on his clothes after which he then jumped on his bed and sat there, I was still frozen right on the spot, looking at him, I wasn’t as recovered as he was, not yet, but when he turned to look at me again, he made a gesture that looked like ’well, get on out’, maybe he even said the words, I didn’t really comprehend, but I quickly placed the bottle of wine on a stool and scrambled to pick up the larger broken shards of the wine glass, I got pricked by a shard and a bit of blood welled out, I quickly brought it to my lips and sucked on it.

After picking as much as I could as fast as I could, I took a deep breathe before walking to the door, I opened it and saw Olivia and immediately she saw me, her face scrunched up with disgust and anger.

“What the hell are you doing in here all alone with my brother?” she yelled at me but I bowed my head in response and didn’t say anything, one, because my finger was still in my mouth and two, because I still don’t believe I’ve fully recovered form that experience, so as usual I don’t trust my voice to work properly, I was saved by Victor though because I was actually expecting a slap for not answering.

“Hey, hey, c’mon, she is my personal maid Olivia, you remember that don’t you?” he said in my defense but very lightly even though Olivia was having none of it.

“Gosh! Vic, really? That’s what you'd say?” she asked her brother with the same tone she had used with me and that got me a bit concerned.

“Hey Layla, I said you can go now, just make sure you come back to clean this mess you made completely” He said with a more commanding tone to show he was indeed the boss of me so I left after bowing.

What I couldn’t wrap my head around was why Olivia was acting so protective over her big brother that she actually yelled at him too, well, it’s really not my business, I have other things to worry about, like what the heck was that that Victor was pulling on me.

My hurt finger tingled and felt like it was still being pricked, as I wanted to dispose the shards, I noticed something, there was blood on a part of the glass and it was smeared, I was pretty sure my blood did not drop at all, I took a look at my finger and saw more blood at the base of it, whoa. It took a bit of recalling to remember that Victor being behind me would have actually been stepping on the shards, he must have been cut and when I picked it up, his blood must have been all over my finger, which meant that when I pricked myself and brought it to my lips, I had ingested his blood as well as mine, OhMaGawd, I had ingested Victor Lockwood's blood… what in the actual fu…Victor

Layla

“Goodness me, oh, I’m so sorry Mr. Victor I, I, I should have knocked” I said stammering and turning around to leave immediately.

“Who’s there?” he asked and I was surprised at how quickly he got his composure back, his voice was clear, sure and commanding again.

“Hey, hey, c’mon, she is my personal maid Olivia, you remember that don’t you?” he said in my defense but very lightly even though Olivia was having none of it.

“Gosh! Vic, really? That’s what you'd say?” she asked her brother with the same tone she had used with me and that got me a bit concerned.

I walked into Victor's room already dressed in my nighties. It’s bedtime already but I’m sure he would be up and probably not busy. I was not able to go out again today and that was his fault, he claimed Mom and Dad would return but they didn’t till it was too late – although it’s never too late for me to go on outings especially with Mom and Dad away- it was then I discovered it was all a ruse to keep me at home on my first day back in town, besides, I myself had initially used it as an excuse to get him to walk my friend out, it must have been his way of getting revenge on me for doing that.

He was doing something on his laptop when I got in, “Sup Bro” I said and he raised up his head to look at me, his eyes changed from a bluish tint to their normal honey brown and I got a chill in my spine before I realized it was just the screen that was reflecting in his eyes, nothing more. “Hey Liv, I see you’re still awake” he said simply and took his attention back to what he was doing, I breathed a sigh of relief, I hadn’t realized that I’d held my breath.

“Yeah bro, uhm, I just wanted to spend some quality time with my brother” I said cryptically but he saw through my falseness, “Alright Olivia, what is the problem?” he asked and now gave me his full attention by putting his laptop aside then he gestured for me to sit on a stool close to him, which I did.

“Hey uhm, Vic… you know you aren’t getting any younger right? Age wise” I said and had to rethink my statement, does he still age? I asked myself but he responded and brought me out of my thoughts, “I really don’t understand what you mean Liv” he said looking quizzed.

“Oh V, c’mon… you and I both know that you understand what I’m saying. It’s true that there are lots of girls out there that wants to be yours if only you would just pick one, think about your career too, or do you wanna remain tagged a playboy till you’re thirty? you should at least have someone you’re fixed with by now, a girlfriend or even someone you’re engaged to, check out other celebs and tell me if I’m wrong” I said to him a bit frustrated at his nonchalant attitude towards having a serious plan for his relationship life.

“Well, Liv, I’ll be glad to inform you, that you’re a woman as well and you are not getting any younger either.” he said still full of jokes.

“Ha, ha, ha, very funny, don’t make this about me, for one I’m not as popular as you are, and I do have a boyfriend, albeit he is in a far distance, but I still actually do have one, and we’re doing good. I really just wish you would choose a lady for yourself, if only so all the other ladies can let you be and free you on the account that you’re taken” I said and rolled my eys.

“Olivia, you’re my sister, yes, and I love you, but that doesn’t give you the right to tell me what to do and what not to do with my life” he said getting irritated as he always does with this topic.

“I’m sorry V, but I’m just concerned as your sister as any sister would be, I can’t keep really just keep watching as my brother just pounces from one lady onto another, barely lasting even a week sometimes. I’m a lady too you know, how do you want me to feel if someone did that to me whereas I had the hope of being together with the person for real?” I said getting sentimental.

“It’s okay, I’ve heard you, but you should know that I don’t really promise anything to the ladies, so none of them would be hoping for any lasting thing with me, anyways, I’ve heard you, I’ve been thinking it’s high time I settled as well, get someone worth it and try to make it work even though I’m still really skeptical about the whole thing and you should know why” he said, I do know why in fact, I know why he doesn’t want to be with anyone for too long, a dark secret lingers and lies deep within him, a secret we all share as a family, and one we all guard so ferociously, but at least he is willing to give it a try so: Mission one accomplished!

Layla

I walked down the stairs, trudging as I dragged my luggage along. I was prepared to leave, but I wasn’t ready to leave, I took a deep breath, I thought about what Mr. Victor had said, -I had to regard him formally now- I wouldn’t want my life and that of my family to remain miserable, just by having that much cash in the house since yesterday night, it already seemed like our lives had improved by a whole lot.

“Good morning mom” I said as I saw her at the dining, she had notes in front of her as well and she wore her glasses, I bet she was sorting through our debts and ticking off the ones she’d pay today.

“Morning my darling princess, and how was your night’s rest? I didn’t want you to be disturbed in your sleep since you might not be chanced to get such long sleep again for a while” she said considerably.

“Oh that’s so nice mom, thanks” I said and took a seat next to her at the dinning. “So I can see you’re ready to leave, already” she said glancing from above her glasses and eyeing my luggage, I had just one box, everything I owned that mattered fitted into it with space for more even.

“Yes mom, I need to get there soon so they wouldn’t think I’m no longer interested and ran away with the advance, I can already see just how well this job is going to improve our livelihood” I said, glancing at the papers sprawled out in her front and the notes she was making.

“Oh baby, I understand” she said sympathetically whilst rubbing my knee with her hand, I know what she wanted to say, that she is sorry that it fell to me to find a way out of the colossal mess that we are in.

“Uhm, mom, where is Landon?” I asked, he should have been on his way to school by now, I guess he is enjoying the perks to being a finalist in high school, I remembered how it used to be as well, moving about on an imaginary high horse, shrouded in a feeling of accomplishment.

“Haven’t seen him this morning, guess the wine did a number on him since he drank the most” she said smiling and I couldn’t help but laugh.

“Good morning mom, hey sis” Landon said as he took a seat at the dinning. He was already fully dressed for school although his face still held the hints of a hangover, he poured himself a glass full of water and downed it in huge gulps.

“Good morning little man” I said in jest of him, an inside joke that started a few weeks after Dad had died and he proclaimed himself the man of the house.

“Lay, c'mon, I’m not a little man okay. That term is used for kids, me? I’m eighteen – a young adult and not little” Landon said with such enthusiasm that made mom and I go into a round of laughter, he caught the joke I made, but he made it about something else entirely as if he was indeed oblivious to what caused the joke.

“Why are you guys laughing? I’m legal now and I can drink ok, now that doesn’t give you the chance to use that against me, it’s just a stupid hangover“ he said and rolled his eyes. We stayed silent for a while and then we all burst out laughing again.

“Okay, okay fine, let’s just eat already, I don’t want to be late for school“ he said making us laugh yet again before we started eating, he was indeed late already, it wouldn’t do to stretch that out.

We had a hearty breakfast of fresh bread, fried eggs and bacon that morning, it’s been a while that we’ve had the choice of preparing and eating what we wanted, usually it was always cheaply prepared waffles. We had a lot to talk about as well and Landon kept us laughing all the while even though it was one of mom’s “Don’ts” to laugh while eating. Gosh! I’m going to miss them so much. I wondered how my life with the Lockwood’s will be, definitely not like this, that’s for sure. Will it be fun though? Or will everyone will be minding their businesses? I suspect it’s the latter as I experienced a bit out of how things seemed to be over there. I really hope there will be fun times though, I’m a fun loving person after all.

It was time for me to leave and I couldn’t delay anymore lest things go wrong with the Lockwood’s. I hugged mom and Landon, and advised him to take care of mom and himself as the adult that he has become and he reassured me that he will try all his possible best, we were all teary eyed as we said our goodbyes and I couldn’t stop wishing things had been different and I didn’t have to separate from my family. If only dad hadn’t been murdered, if only, if only many

things, then I wouldn’t have to work as a maid for rich people. I bade them one last time before entering the cab and headed off to the Lockwood’s mansion.

The cab stopped at the Lockwood’s gate this time, the very one that got me into this, I paid him and came down, I trudged once again to the gate and was careful this time not to press the bell more than twice, ‘once bitten twice shy’ as they say, the gate opened after waiting for about five minutes and I walked from the gate to the main house with the guard that came to the gate to accompany me in.

Everywhere was looking so beautiful and well kept, I wasn’t chanced to look around yesterday because of what happened, but now, I had the opportunity to calmly look about, the mansion is really heaven on earth just like everyone that had come here before do say. The Lockwoods must have invested a fortune to build it and keep it in such a glorious state. I reminded myself that I still had a date with their gardens.

I was taken inside and we got to where… OhMaGawd! We were headed straight for where Olivia is as I could hear her voice coming from where we were headed, from stories or should I say rumors, she is not one to mess around with because she is as angry as Cinderella’s stepmother especially to the help, maids and guards, she is said to have taken the term master slash mistress to another level entirely, I had really hoped to be able to avoid her entirely for as long as I would be here, but that wasn’t really possible.

“Good morning Ma’am” I said while quickly bowing, it wouldn’t bode well if I clashed with her on my first day here even though that seemed highly unlikely, she wasn’t in a good mood already seeing as she just finished yelling at some other maids who scurried away as I was getting there.

“Keep your dirty greetings to yourself you filth, what the hell are you doing here anyways? Why are you here? Did you come to beg?” she snapped at me, my mind told me that the rumors were true after all, meaning they’re now facts.

“I’m, sorry ma’am” I stuttered, not many people can actually intimidate me into stuttering, but Olivia got it in pretty easily, “Uhm, Mr. Victor told me to resume to work today and start my duties as his personal maid, that’s why I’m here ma’am, not to beg” I said getting a bit bolder, that begging remark had really ticked me off.

“Really, you? you this dirty thing is the one my brother picked to be his personal maid? How did you do pull it off, you must be a witch or something, I’m sure you casted a spell or something” she said as she stood up and started checking me out and all the while my head remained bow but my knuckles were turning white from being tightened in a grip, I was fuming, who does she think she is by the way, just because she is rich and privileged doesn’t mean she gets to treat people like worthless trash.

“Do you really think that you, that you’re qualified enough to be my brother’s personal maid?” she asked with spite and venom dripping from her voice, I could envision Cruella standing in front of me, not Cinderella’s stepmother.

“I don’t know ma’am but I promise to do my best” I said still bowing, now I was really just pissed, if I could, I’d hit her upright and set her right even though I don’t think I could take her, she had more body mass than I did after all, very curvy and busty, taller by a few inches too, not so much that I couldn’t look straight right into her eyes though, if I lifted my head that is, but I dare not.

“Hmm, I can see you’re determined to work here, or so it seems, well why wouldn’t you, the money is enticing and I bet it’ll change your life. Well I’ll give you the rules you’re to abide with while working as Victor's personal maid” she said and walked back to where she had been sitting and sat back down, she waved her hands in a dismissal way and I took the cue to leave her presence, the guard that was with me took the lead once again and we headed away.

Gosh! I knew it, I knew that working in the Lockwood’s mansion is going to be like working in a Lion’s den, I really hope I can survive it… No… I have to survive it… I just have to steel myself to be hard enough to take whatever they throw at me… they haven’t seen the last of Layla Vance yet.

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