Dominic mentioned going to drop me off at the grocery store, but it didn’t happen. He helped me with the shopping, and we were done. He drove me back home.
He even assisted me in unloading the groceries from the car, and I wondered how he went from being a bossy and authoritative figure to a domesticated one.
When he bore those bags in his arms, he sure looked like a domesticated husband. While watching him, I wished that I was one of the shopping bags, especially when I saw the muscles on his arms.
What was I thinking?
“Are you not coming in?” Dominic asked after seeing me standing frozen near his car.
Earlier, I was shocked at his treatment of me. First, he helped me when I got inside the car, and he also helped me adjust my seatbelt. “I’m coming,” I said, and then he stared at me oddly. Did I say something wrong?
Dominic shrugged off his shoulders before walking away, and I followed him inside. “I thought you’re going to work,” I reminded him about our conversation before heading to the grocery store.
“I lied,” he answered.
“What?”
“Never mind, Marian.”
“Should I call one of the girls to help us bring the groceries inside?” I asked for his output because several shopping bags in the truck have to be carried inside his home.
“Those women are precious, so don’t let them do this menial task. Can’t you do it?”
“Oh, of course!”
Dominic decided to be mean to me, and I didn’t understand why he has to go to some extra length to inconvenience me. After he asked me to carry almost every shopping bag, he asked me to cook his food. He really considered me as his slave but then how I could complain? I just went with the flow and followed his order.
Somehow, over the past few days that I’ve been with him, I could adopt. Initially, I thought that the household chores were hard, but the skills were just there. Or maybe, I was just a fast learner!
While Dominic ate his food, I did some cleaning, and when I was done, it was almost time to cook for his dinner. I was exhausted, but there’s a little excitement inside me. He promised to do some online shopping for me, so I gladly gave him my size and listed everything that I needed him to get for me.
He was perplexed upon reading the list and saw a dozen of black underwear on it. I just smiled at him when he tried to ask me and acted as if it was just nothing!
One evening, my curiosity got the better of me, and I decided to venture towards the area where Dominic kept his mistresses. The women were so busy chattering about beauty secrets, and I heard them perfectly because the glass door was open.
Suddenly, one of the girls stood up and was about to leave. The others cheered on her as if she’s going for a championship. “Hey, did he call for your services tonight?” I heard one of the girls asked and the brunette with a voluptuous figure nodded her head.
When the woman happened to pass at the area where I was hiding, I recognized the perfume, which was an expensive one. The sound of her high-heeled shoes echoed in the hallway, and I had no idea what’s gotten into me, but I followed her discreetly.
She was so confident in her walk towards Dominic’s bedroom, and my eyes widen in surprise when after knocking at least three times, Dominic got out with nothing on to cover his body. The part between his muscular thighs was already…aroused!
How could it be possible?
Did he play by himself while waiting for her? The woman shrieked in delight when Dominic immediately grabbed her tiny waist and allowed her inside. While they were doing some unimaginable things inside his room, I was haunted by his naked images. How could someone be so huge?
I may be a virgin, but I was never naïve, and I knew that some men were just gifted in that area. However, I didn’t imagine it could be so huge, and I shivered in fear while imagining it trying to penetrate me.
I gasped for breath when I realized what I was thinking! But, holy cow, did I really imagine myself being on his bed while he’s trying to rip me apart? Oh no! I would never allow it!
The following days that followed, I was transformed into a nervous lady. I did my job, but whenever Dominic was nearby, I had to distance myself immediately. Anyway, I was just his maid, so he would probably not notice my absence.
One morning, he suddenly showed up in the kitchen, and when I checked the time, it was only five in the morning. I was informed that he usually would wake up at four to meditate, but he couldn’t fool me.
“Coffee?” I asked him if he wanted a cup of coffee. When he didn’t respond and just stared at me, I wondered what’s gotten into him and furrowed my forehead.
“Why are you torturing me like this, Marian?”
“Huh? What do you mean? I didn’t do anything, Dom.”
“Are you sure? How many days has it been since you stopped talking to me? We live in the same house, but you made me feel that I am alone!” He shouted.
“While it’s true that we didn’t talk, but you were never alone. You had your women visited you at night,” I reminded him about his sexual activities.
“Why did you stop talking to me?”
“It’s safer for me, Dominic, to distance myself from you. I can tell that you have an unusual appetite for women and I was scared for my safety,” I admitted the truth. “Look, you are still my boss. I will do my job, but you also have to distance yourself from me.”
“For God’s sake, I’m not a rapist!” He became enraged and screamed at me.
“I know, but I hope you understand that this is how I like it,” I responded.
“Dom, just ignore me, okay?”
That was how I preferred it, but he responded with, “I wish I could.”
I lifted my brow, perplexed as to why he couldn’t just ignore me. “Why not?”
“I’d like for us to get together. He explained, “It’s funny that we live under the same roof but don’t speak with each other.
“What makes you think it’s weird? It’s only natural for an employee to avoid being too close to the boss,” I explained.
“Can’t we all go back to how we were?”
“You speak as though we’ve known each other for a long time.”
“I like you. I mean, I like to talk to you. With you, I felt like I have a sister with me.”
So he considered me as his sister. Whoa, that was worse than being friend-zoned! “Why don’t you go back to your room?”
“May I assist you with the cooking?”
“Thanks but no thanks.”
He said, “You don’t want me here.”
I felt terrible as he sighed, and then I realized what he was up to. I explained, and when his eye suddenly lit up, I discovered he was acting! “Did you just pull a fast one on me?”
He screamed when I splashed him with some water, and he was drenched. “Now you need to take a shower. Go on,” I ordered and he groaned loudly before walking away from the kitchen.