Bossy Maid episode 17 – 18

Bossy maid👩🏼‍🦱👩‍🍳
She’s the boss,🤫I’m the maid🤫
❣️ Written by Haryormideh Ayeni ❣️
🌺🌺🧸 Episode Seventeen🌺🌺🧸
Courtney😐
I couldn’t sleep, how do I tell Donald his uncle wants him dead?
I stood, watching him sleep. His uncle is supposed to come today, he has to wake up.
Feeling suddenly tired, I scooted my chair closer to his bed and laid my head but not before I head the front door open so close.
One problem gone, a bigger one coming.
I allowed myself to close my eyes and sleep for a while.
The first rays of sunlight hit my face, waking me up. I sat up and met myself on the bed.
I remember laying my head on the bed not sleeping on it. I looked to my side, Donald was nowhere to be seen.
“Donald!” I scre-med and jumped off the bed.
“Shush….your scre-m can wake the dead” I heard his voice coming from the window side.
I breathed out in relief and frowned “aren’t you supposed to be in bed?”
Donald 💃💃
I woke up with a slight headache and looked around.
A towel was sitting on my forehead and Courtney was sleeping in an uncomfortable way.
I search my brain, trying to remember why I was lying in bed then it hit me.
Clara! She poisoned the food.
I sat up gently, my heart brewing with hate for Clara. I felt a little weak.
I stood up and put Courtney on the bed instead, then took my drawing board and stool to the window and continued my drawing.
My hands did the drawing while my mind wandered off. Why did Clara poison my food? What does she want? I thought she really had changed? Not everyone stops being a villian I guess.
The first ray of sunlight hit came in through the open windows and hit Courtney directly on the face.
I wanted to close the windows but I was mesmerized by her beauty.
She looked around wide-eyed, then searching, maybe looking for me.
“Donald!” She scre-med and jumped off the bed.
I almost didn’t want to answer her, I wanted her to keep calling my name. I love the way it rolled off her tongue.
“Shush….your scre-m can wake the dead” I finally answered and looked at my drawing, I meant really looked at my drawing.
“aren’t you supposed to be in bed?” She asked but I wasn’t listening, I was looking at my drawing.
On the piece of paper, looking at me with bright fiery eyes, the wind blowing her hair and a l-ips curled up in a beautiful kind of way is Courtney.
I hadn’t been paying attention to my drawing and look at what I drew.
“Donald?” I heard her move closer.
I covered the drawing board quickly and turned it the other side.
“Clara….”
“Yeah I know, I’m not really surprised.” She answered.
“We need to arrest her”
“No she left already, I let her go”
“Gawd Courtney, are you soft on the in,side and hand outside?”
“You should be resting. The doctor will be here very soon”
“No no, I’m okay, just a little weak but I’m Okay” I answered quickly, I really hate injections.
“Oh”
“Yeah” I wanted to reply but the doctor came in. I rolled my eyes and looked out the window.
“I knocked for a while, when I didn’t get a response, I allowed myself in” Doc said
“Welcome Doc” Courtney faced him “Donald was just telling me how weak he is. You have a shot to help with that?”
I glared at the doctor.
“Don’t give me that stare Donald, I’ll just live some prescriptions for you. You’ll be okay”
I gave him a small smile, he knows how much I hate injections.
He only gave me a once-over and dropped some medicines on the small table in my room.
“Tell me about your Uncle” Courtney sat on the floor, looking at me after the Doc left.
“Did you just say my Uncle? Which of them?” I asked with a small frown.
“Your favorite uncle according to the text I received. He’s coming today so I want to prepare for his arrival”
” Really?” My heart surged with excitement.
Courtney 😟😭
“Tell me about your Uncle” I sat on the floor, looking up at him after the Doc left.
“Did you just say my Uncle? Which of them?” He frowned a little.
“Your favorite uncle according to the text I received. He’s coming today so I want to prepare for his arrival” I answered
” Really?” I watched as his wh0le face lit up and his eyes turned dreamy.
“He’s the most charming person I know, he’s my best friend too. We’ve been close since I was little. He’s friendly, lovely, he listens to me too. He was practically there in every stage of my life”
“Wow, has it ever cross your mind if he has evil intentions?” I asked.
“No” he furrowed his eyebrows “Uncle Simon wouldn’t hurt a fly”
I dunno what to say again, he seemed smitten by his uncle “Your uncle is…..” I tried saying.
“He’s simply the best” he interrupted “I’m famished, can I get something to eat?”
“Oh sure” I stood up, deciding to continue the conversation later while he trailed behind me.
I prepared scrambled eggs and put bread in the toast machine.
The doorbell rang “Donald, please attend to the door” I shouted to him.
“Hey Uncle” I heard Donald say excitedly.
” Oh my… Look at how much you’ve grown” the person replied in a deep voice.
Surprisingly, I found that voice vaguely familiar.
I dished out the food and went to the living still in my apron to welcome his Uncle Simon.
He was looking at Donald and from where I stood, I couldn’t see his face very well.
“Welcome sire” I greeted, disrupting their reunion.
His eyes met mine and a chill ran through my entire body.
His face dawned in recognition and his gaze turned dark.
He is Donald’s uncle? Michael is? How’s that possible?
I swayed on my feet as my past came rushing back at me.
I felt fear for the first time since I escaped the dark room.
“Who’s she?” He nodded at me, smiling sinisterly.
I could read the meaning behind his eyes as they locked on mine.
“Her name is Courtney, she’s my maid” Donald smiled, oblivious to the entire exchange “Careful Unc, she can be really bossy” he whispered the last her.
“Courtney huh? The famous bossy maid? Hello bossy maid, nice to finally meet you.” His eyes were still on mine as he spoke his next words “Don’t worry, she’ll be very meek and humble to me” he smirked and mouthed “Long time Nora” at me.
This is my own nightmare. He’s my deep nightmare.
Who needs that protecting the most now? Me?? Donald?? Both of us??
Episode Eighteen🌺🌺🧸
Courtney😐💔
“Courtney, I’ll be right back. I need to visit the store” Donald said wearing his jacket.
I snapped out my reverie “No Donald, don’t go” I blurted out. He looked at me questioningly. “Uh… I-I me… mean you are… aren’t o…kay yet” I stammered.
“I’ve never seen you stammer, it looks good on you” he winked “don’t worry, I’ll be back soon. Take care of my Unc.” He left.
“Won’t you give me a hug?” Simon asked opening his arms.
I shuddered and walked back to the dining then put the food I had dished out close to me.
“Let me guess Nora, my cousin doesn’t know about our relationsh¡p”
“We have no relationsh¡p” I took a huge bite out on the toasted bread.
“I see you have stopped this eating habit of yours, are you that unhappy to see me?”
I ignored him a continuing eating, I drew the second place closer.
“Don’t worry, we’ll continue from where we stopped. I really missed you.” he trailed his finger on my arm and went to the room Clara had stayed in.
I’m very angry at myself, angry for being helpless so I kept eating, disgusted at myself.
Michael as I know him as, was a manager in my father’s company and my father’s right-hand man. They had been together before I was born. I had been against him the first time I saw him when I was four, he gave off a weird vibe.
Unknowingly to father, he began a rebel group underground but fortunately, a lot of people stood by dad and against him.
He became furious and bru.tally mur.dered my parents in front of a eight year old me. He took over my father’s company immediately and took me captive.
I was kept in a dark room for twelve years in which I was chained to the wall for three years. I was tortured because I abhorred a lot of hate towards him. He made me his s€× toy and raped be countlessly as he pleased since I was eight.
I finally broke through three years ago when I offered my body to one of the guards that guard my door.
While he slept, I stripped him and disguise. With my disguise, I was able to escape.
The first thing I did when I got out was change my identity. I wanted to start a new life and avenge my parent’s death.
How’s he Donald’s uncle? I guess your past never leaves you unless you face it head on, it’ll hunt you to the grave.
But I’m no ready to face him yet, I’m not ready to deal with my past. He has the rape videos with him and he threatens me with my life. Gawd……why does he have to be related to Donald.
I had almost finished eating the food I made for the three of us.
“Mygawd Courtney, are you crying?”
I glanced up and found Donald staring at me in disbelief. I hadn’t even hear him come in.
“What’s with you? You finished all the food. What are you angry or unhappy at?”
I opened my mouth to talk and found Simon peering at me from his door with a warning glance.
I snapped my mouth shut and ran to my room, allowing myself to cry.
Donald 😒😒
Why does the atmosphere seem sad and heavy?
Why is Courtney crying? She looked gloomy ever since she saw Unc.
“What are you thinking about?” Uncle Simon’s voice asked behind me.
“Nothing, I just feel something is wrong. Courtney isn’t herself”
“You don’t have to worry about that, she might remember something from her past and feel sad about it?”
“Ohh really”
“Don’t worry, she’ll come around soon.” He patted my shoulders easing me from my worry.
“Let’s go prepare something to eat since bossy maid has finished eating our meal.”
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Courtney 😭💔
I twisted and tossed on my bed, I wish this was a dream I could wake up from.
I sat up quickly when I saw a figure standing beside my door.
The person moved closer and stealthily like a cat.
“I really missed your body” the person said.
I stood up in annoyance, ready to scre-m when I heard the voice.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you” Simon said and came closer to where I was standing.
“I know you hate me but you have no choice” I touched my cheeks and I recoiled. “I blamed myself for allowing you escape” he continued “And don’t worry, I killed that guard” he smirked.
“I’ll expose you to your brother” I tried saying confidently but it only came out weakly.
“I knew you have a little secret of mine about Donald now let me tell you this, if you let it out or tell anyone about us, I’ll kill Donald, abduct ten children and killed them right in front of you the way I did to your parents. Ypu know I don’t bluff.”
I looked at him silently, unable to say a word. He doesn’t bluff, I know that. I learned it the hærd way.
The first time I attempted escape, he had killed two of his men as warning and said if I tried escaping, he’ll kill four.
I couldn’t let the bl©©d of another person be on my hands so I stopped every plan to escape and stayed put, crying every time till I ran out of tears.
His rough hands shot out and f©ndled my b©©bs.
I hit his hands away Immediately as a reflex action and backed away.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you” he said in a dangerously low voice and advanced on me, showing a pocket knife.
He t©re my cotton nightw.ear away and pushed me to the b.ed.
I closed my eyes as he $tripped, crying angrily in,side as he made his way in,side me.
Yeah that’s my story and once again helpless.
Tbc………🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀