Capítulo 13: [CHAPTER ELEVEN]
Previously on Avenging Angels
The Bladderworts are having a celebration for the new successful project and Rose uses this opportunity to carry out the plan. As Iris enter the office, someone else comes into the office, Iris almost being caught.
Who was that?
ELEVEN
"LAUNDRY DAY!" I hear an over cheerful voice burst through the door and blinding lights hit my face as they turned on the lights.
"Wakie, wakie, sleepy birdies" I heard a groan, probably Chloe and the duvet gets stripped off me, leaving my bare legs open as I shivered from the cold.
I grudgingly opened my eyes and spotted Violet smirking down at me. Her brown curly hair tight in a bun, her uniform free from any creases and her face shining with mischief.
I flipped her the bird and sat up, rubbing my eyes.
"Holy shit, Violet! The time is five freaking am in the morning and how come you look like you just stepped out of The Vogue? What the heck are you even doing in my room?" I groaned while I realized I obviously look like death.
"Thanks for the compliment. Well, today's laundry and we all are supposed to wake up this early so we can do the laundry and be able to finish on time" she dragged Chole from the bed, but she just fell back with a thud.
"And how come you forgot to mention this peice of information yesterday?" I glared at her as I stood to put on my slippers but just landed on the bed at the failed attempt.
"Oops" she gulped sheepishly.
"Just get out. We will be there" I shoved her out of the room despite her protests.
I closed the door, leaned over it and looked at Chole. Her body was sprawled all over the bed, one arm on the floor, the other on her stomach, one leg resting on the wall and her mouth was wide open, drool visibly spilling out.
I cringed at the scene in front of me.
Why me?!
After I particularly dragged Chloe out of the bed and into the shower and even helped her put on her uniform as she hasn't clearly woken up, she kept buttoning it the wrong way while I took a video of her, laughing silently so not to get caught.
We were finally in the backyard, the sun was nowhere in sight, the blue shadow all over the sky, I wrapped my sweater tight around me. All the other maids were using the hose to put water into huge bowls.
Oh My God!
"Are we hand-washing?" I asked myself the dreadful question and someone behind me confirmed it.
"Yes, do you have a problem with that, Rosaline?" Miss Helda stood in front of me, her hands on her hips.
"No. Of course not, ma'am" I said nervously.
"Go get the laundry and curtains from upstairs" she ordered me and dragged Chloe with her.
I looked back to see her putting water on Chloe's face as she jumped from the sudden cold attack.
When I got upstairs, I saw Helen and Georgina carrying baskets filled with dirty laundry.
"Good morning ladies, were you also dragged from your blissful sleep?" I said sweetly.
"Yeah but I choked Violet and she promised not to ever try that again" Helen said and we laughed.
She points at Georgina and I looked at her. Her normally makeup filled face is gone, it was replaced with a more natural makeup void face, her head tilting backwards as she managed to fall asleep while standing.
Helen cleared her throat and said "Georgina" in a very similar Miss Helda tone and she perked up.
"I wasn't sleeping" she quickly answered and when she looked at us laughing at her, she scowled.
"What's so funny?" She yawned.
"Rose honey. Please get the laundry from the last room at the hall. Our hands are already full" Helen said and walked downstairs, scolding Georgia to wake up or else the real Miss Helda will be there.
I did as she said, I reached the room and knocked before I entered.
Blue.
Everything was blue. The walls were painted sea blue, the recliners and sofas at a corner were all dark blue, the walk-in closet at the right was open and I could see clothes all over the place, the king sized bed at the center of the room was covered with dark blue and white sheets, there isn't much light so I couldn't see the figure on the bed.
I spotted the laundry basket and moved towards it. I remembered Miss Helda telling me to bring the curtains and I saw curtains with Helen and Georgia so I guess I have to get the curtains.
I took the wooden chair at the desk to hoist myself to be able to reach.
I removed the hooks that held the curtain to the rail, I shoved them into the basket when I was done, I did all this silently so not to wake the sleeping figure in the bed but when I looked at the bed, I saw it was empty.
I furrowed my eyebrows, where did it go?
"Morning, Angel" I heard a deep voice that obviously woke up just now and my question was answered.
How couldn't I have known it was his room?! It smelled exactly like him. Cinnamon mixed with cream and a distinct scent of fruit gum.
"Morning, dork" I replied and moved to take my basket but he turned me to face him.
"If I could wake up to this everyday, I would be the luckiest man on earth" he muttered as he stared at me from head to toe.
"I gotta get to work" I tried pushing but the brick wall wouldn't budge.
"You woke me up and now you have to pay" he smirked and walked towards me as I stepped back.
I felt cold wood on my calves and before I knew it, I fell on the bed with him on top of me.
"You made a mistake by coming to my room so early in the morning, you woke not only me but also a little friend of mine" he used his elbows to support his weight and I rolled my eyes at his dirty statement.
"Fuck off" I pushed him and sat up but he dragged me on top of him.
"God, you turn me on" he muttered and closed his eyes.
He used one hand to hold my waist and the other to play with my ponytail.
"Christian-" I warned.
"Don't" he closed his eyes.
"What?" I narrowed my eyes at his weirdness.
"Don't call my name. It makes me want to..." he didn't complete his words but bit his lips trying to hold something down.
"Fine, dork. Let me go" I put my hands on his bare chest.
"Baby, I can't control my hands anymore" he used one hand to rub my back and the other under my uniform on my thigh.
"Let me go, you twat!" I am pretty sure I spat on his face by the way I shouted but I could care less.
"Why? Don't tell me you aren't enjoying my touch" he finally opened his eyes and they appear to be darker than before.
I bit my lips and he moaned huskily.
"What are you doing to me?" He groaned and moved to put his lips on mine when I moved up.
He followed me and I ended up straddling him with my thighs at either side of him.
He leaned his forehead against mine, his hands still rubbing my thighs.
"Just one kiss, baby" he begged and looked up at me with his big baby blue eyes.
"If you think I am so easy, you are in for a battle" I managed to keep my voice straight despite my head have already gone to heaven and hell as my whole body is on fire from his touch.
"You aren't easy, but why is that so hot?" He whined.
"I really need to go" I closed my eyes and silently beg for him to let me go before I do something I will regret.
"Just a moment" he brought his head to my neck and I bend slightly for him to have access.
He used his nose to rub my neck, taking in my scent then he started trailing soft kisses all over my collarbone. When he reached my bust, his eyes flicker up to me and he saw the warning behind my eyes, he continued to place small and wet kisses all over my neck.
Then he stopped abruptly and closed his eyes.
"Go, go before I do something you won't like" he warned and I used my hands to caress his cheek before I stood up and grabbed my basket.
I rushed out of the room, closed the door, leaned against it to calm my racing heart.
I felt something wet in my thighs and when I wipe the substance, I realised what it was and who it came from.
This is the kind of situation I would say.
I am in deep shit.
I finally reached the backyard after a long period of calming myself, I saw they have already started washing and quickly rushed to join them.
"What took you so long?" Helen asked and grabbed the basket from me.
"Troubles with removing the curtains" I said and joined Chloe to remove water from the curtains to dry.
After a couple of minutes, I was drained from twisting and turning curtains and my hands were starting to get blisters.
"Remind me again. Why aren't we using a washing machine?" I groaned.
"Miss Helda said it will destroy the fabric and texture. That the old fashioned way is much better or something but to be honest, Ma'am just ordered this because she was bored" Helen rolled her eyes as she washed the curtains with annoyance.
I turned to glare at the old hag who have been walking around like a predator watching her prey.
"Miss Helda, you seem to be free. Why don't you come join us or are you afraid to break your old back?" I snickered and she glared at me.
"Do your work, Rosaline and I will do mine" she gritted, her thin nose held up high.
"I am sorry. Is your work sticking your nose in other people's job? Oh, come on, you are better than that" Helen slightly snorted.
"Rosaline, would you get to work or are you the one to tell me my job now?" She shouted.
"If what I was saying wasn't the truth, you wouldn't be so angry, don't you think?" I raised an eyebrow and smirked as her face flushed beet red.
"Rosaline, get to-" she yelled.
"Work" I yelled and everyone laughed, even the grumpy Mrs Scott cracked a smile.
I truly got to work and started squeezing the God forsaken curtains but when I looked at Miss Helda, I see her washing the curtains instead of Mrs Hatchman and a smile found its way to my lips as I saw her muttering incoherent words under her breath, certainly about me.
I looked at the sky and the sun was about coming out from its hiding place. The sky is filled with orange and red hue, making it looking like a huge painting of beauty.
My eyes unconsciously sneaked to the balcony and I saw Christian staring at me with a smirk on his lips.
The tingles found way to my body as I recalled the incident earlier.
And I found myself wanting more.
I really am in deep shit.
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QueenRani6
QueenRani6 Wowww!!!! I LOVE this chapter. Who else does?
I would have to split it into two chapters so it won't be too long.
I am writing this early in the morning and I was actually turning on from that scene in Christian's bedroom.
Teenagers hormones!
Q;am I weird?
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