บท 9: Insecurities
Scarlett, sighs in defeat feeling Jones's constant stare on her. He sat beside her in the back seat of the car while the private screen was also up between them and the driver. She finally decides to ask him, "what's bothering you?"
"Why do you ask?" He asks as if he wasn't staring at her from the time she came changing her attire.
She shakes her head in denial, "nothing, leave it." Ignoring the topic seemed better as she's not in a mood of starting any argument. Creating bad relationships with coworkers will only create more problems.
It's better to let it go by.
Jones, smiles at her response. "You look different this morning, by the way." She turns to face furrowing her eyebrows in question. "I mean, yesterday you looked really different than how you are looking right now."
"I don't understand what you mean?" She speaks sternly.
He chuckles while raising his hands up in surrender, "relax girl, I'm just complimenting your work."
Work? What is he talking about? "Jones, can you please not talk in riddles and clearly say what's on your mind?"
He looks away while still smiling like a fool. "Your attire is good but doesn't look like someone's maid. I mean I don't blame you for working on your beauty to present yourself to Boss."
Deep breath.
She took a long deep breath to calm herself down as fighting over this will be futile. "I don't have a permanent maid attire yet, if Boss provides, I'll definitely be wearing the same attire every day." Resisting the urge to punch his face, she continues to clarify, "I wonder though, why would you catch something different? Is it because of my neatly ironed outfit? Or, is it the hair which I straightened to look more professional and soothing to the eyes?"
He opened his mouth to speak but didn't let out any words for a few moments, "I can't wait to see how a cute little maid outfit would look on you."
"Excuse me?" She inquires the moment she heard him clicking his tongue in a teasing tone.
Jones, presses the button of the privacy screen of the car to put it down and bites his lips, "I'm sure the boss would love to see it too."
The driver noticed the screen coming down from behind, through the rear mirror he saw Jones, wiping his lips with the back of his hand while looking at the new recruit of his Boss. Out of concern he peeps back at the woman but was puzzled to see her smiling shyly.
'Something must've happened between them.' He thought to himself.
The car halts down in the driveway of the office building, Scarlett somehow starts to compare Knight Industries' New York branch from Italy's branch.
The one she had interviewed for five years ago, it's a miracle she's again facing the person who filled her heart with hope and filling it once more, even after five years.
"Go ahead, give him his lunch and wait for him to finish, then, come back." Jones says looking at his phone probably letting the boss know about her arrival.
"Okay." She mutters before getting down the car and walking inside the premises. She faces the security guard and smiles at him. Going inside his transparent little cabin he brings out his ledger of records.
"Please write your name, state your purpose and time, mam?" He asks politely to which she nods and fills all the details.
Out of flow she went on writing Scarlett but quickly scribbled more ink on it so that no one could figure it out. "Sorry for the mistake, just having a rough day today." She smiles sheepishly at him to which he didn't mind at all instead waved his hand as if it's nothing.
"Don't worry about it, being Mr. Knight's worker comes with a handful of tough days." He chuckles and bids her good day before she leaves for the reception.
She clears her throat to gain the attention of the busy receptionist who's answering every call coming one after another repeatedly as if she's a robot made with human skin. She can't even imagine how tough her job is.
Her eyes fell on Scarlett, as she did a bottom to top check of her appearance. "Yes?"
She smiles politely, "Hello, I'm Stella Robinson and I'm Mr. Knight's new housekeeper. He requested for his lunch and so I am here to deliver it to him. Could you please let me know where I should meet him?" She waited for her to reply but her eyes were stuck on Scarlett's face.
"You are really a maid?" She asks in disbelief. "You don't look like one."
Frowning at her, "should I give him his lunch in his office or somewhere else?" She says sternly, people giving her judgment is what annoys her. Maybe, she really needs to ask for an attire from Ezra.
She holds up her forefinger at her, "just let me give a call to his assistant."
Ezra, throws the used condom into the dustbin of his cabin's washroom and washes his hands. Looking into the mirror he observes his appearance but not long enough as he could only see a dead man staring back at him.
It's too late to save himself and being dead from inside at least doesn't make him feel guilty. He's not guilty of what he has become but sure, he misses his life back how he lived years ago.
Walking back into the office opening the door he saw his assistant still lying naked and tired. He rolls his eyes at the sight as nothing that intense happened between them.
He was stressed, she offered to relieve it by giving head yet nothing happened. As if the magical mouth which used to get him hard whenever she used her tongue to lick him, didn't exist.
No heart racing; no blood pumping, no chills of pleasure and no more excitement is left in him. Has he become that bored of this woman?
When her mouth had left no effect on him, he asked her to take off her clothes but again her big mounds didn't excite him.
'There's something really going wrong with him', he thought.
He entered her, that's the last option left and he started to feel good but then the constant shrill moaning of the woman got him wasted. He lost all the attraction of this act with the secretary he has been having for quite a few months. He pulled out but even then, she moaned loudly and fell on the couch exhausted with a smile on her face. Well, she got her but he didn't and now this is disgusting.
Angrily he strutted in his attached bathroom and closed the door with a bang.
"You should go fast and attend that call, Carly." He states and sits in his chair feeling her stare on her.
"You make me so worked up, I hardly have any energy left, Boss."
Even her nagging voice is starting to get on his nerves, "it's been ringing for quite some time, go check it as it can be important."
She lets out an annoying sigh before getting up from the couch and dressing up. "It's lunchtime, can I get you something from the restaurant?"
Lunch time.
Shit! He almost forgot that Stella will be here. Looking at his watch his eyebrows furrowed seeing the time. "My lunch will be here in any minute, you can get yours now."
"What do you mean?" She arches her brow in question. "Did you order yourself? You could have asked me; I always do this for you."
He looks back at her uninterested in her question but still explains to her, "from now on you don't have to order lunch for me, Stella will bring me my lunch."
"Your housekeeper? That girl will come here every day?" She asks but it seems clear to his ears that she's mad about it and he has no idea why. "You never let Georgina bring in lunch for you then why her?"
"Shut up!" He yells at her, "it's my decision if I want to eat homemade meals, you are no one to make a fuss about it." He stood up from his seat and marched towards her, gripping both arms and he jerked her in force. "I have been observing this Carly, you are getting quite territorial over me," She gulps in fear, "drop down your insecurities and do as I say; always." She nods in fear at him.
"Okay Sir."
"Good, so be the assistant you are when I need your assistance at work but don't get your feelings attached when I need you as whore; do you get that?" She nods again at him.
They were so engrossed in the conversation that they didn't hear the door opening and saw them standing with just an inch of gap between them.
Ezra, being fully dressed but Carly, was only in her bra and underwear. That sight instantly gave Scarlett a shock. As she was unprepared for the sight a loud gasp escaped her mouth catching their attention.
"Stella!" He called out but it was too late as she already left the room and him.
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