The Don's Maid [18+]

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Positivity Corner:

So this day we were reading this answer for, "Role of hormones in human behaviour." And me teacher was like "Blame it on hormones."

The ice cream outing with Salvatore was amazing.

The fact that it wasn't only ice-cream made it more amazing and fresh.

We went to a movie at first. It was some sci-fi. And then went for ice-cream. Though it was dinner time when we decided to head back he said "I am by no chance buying you dinner cause I only bought you for ice-cream."

"I never asked." I replied with an air of surprise cause, I was thinking he'll be a more gentleman-ish and ask me dinner but he pain out dismissed the idea.

"Yeah?" Salvatore said with his eyes straight on the dark road and lips giving just a smallest hint of smile. "I just cleared off, so you don't get the wrong idea."

I laughed.

He dropped me home and we fidgeted over goodnight and I went inside where the drama started.

Vincent was sitting on a chair, his arms around the arm rest of the chair using it like a throne. The ankle of his right foot resting on his left knee.

"So you've been out, little girl?" He said. His voice awfully calm and controlled.

"What's it to you?" I snapped before taking off my wedges.

Which I realised was not a good idea. I was pushing my luck way further with him then I should.

For all I know, he could snap just like that.

"You've been out with another man." He said with the same calm voice.

"I was out with a friend." I replied rolling my eyes.

"Friend?" He tested the word and about time I found a half drank whiskey bottle on the centre table. I rolled my eyes.

Typical.

Without any further advancement, about my outing I turned and walked the length of the hall and almost put my foot on the first stair to go to my room.

Almost.

But life has been almost my way. The bitch.

"I didn't say you could leave, kitty. Did I?" He asks again.

I halt. I roll my eyes, partially thankful that he can't see me doing so.

"Come here." He orders and something in my body complies.

So unknowingly I find myself following his orders and turning at his direction and walking upto him.

His posture remains the same as he motions me to come closer to him.