His Personal Maid

His Personal maid Episode 21

🌹His personal maid 💄

💋 (in love again) 💋

Episode 21

Laura pov:

“What’s wrong now??” Cynthia asked as I smashed my phone on the floor after receiving a call from that idiot morticia.

“Now Dawson knows everything Cynthia, He Knows That mortician is involve in Kim’s death there’s no way he can have his way to Dawson any more, that mortician is such a complete fool..” I yelled

“Busted” Cynthia laughted retiring back to T.V we had been watching.

“F-ck that Carla, she’s the cause of all this and I promise to make her pay.” I gritted my teeth glaring at empty space.
Cynthia opened a pack of bubble and one into her mouth.

“Well you better be careful in whatever you do. If Dawson gets to find out that you also involve in this, he won’t think twice on killing you. Not like you have any meaning to my life cause we both grew up Orphans
and I can pretty survive without you too..” She rolled bubbles in her mouth.
I cast her a deadly glare she isn’t even helping.

dawson pov:

I took her to an even where she was been primped up.

She walked out Calded in a red flay gown having an opening at the under, her hair binded in French doll, she looks like a queen 👸.

She walked closer to me and that was when I realized I’ve been drooling.

“You look so breathtaking!” I complimented as we got into the car, she just smiled with her head down.

“I feel so terrible about this going to your parents mansion.” I bit her nails anxiously.
“Why?” I asked focusing on the drive too.

“Because I don’t want to put myself in a situation of causing a family crises, especially morticia, he had once tried raping me and posing a threat to my family’s life I don’t know what could go worst should I cross with him there?” She sounded so scared and I felt waves anger in my system.

“Don’t let that bastard get to you okay, morticia wouldn’t dare show up at that mansion considering what he did.” I clenched my teeth glaring into space.
She gave a deep sigh and swallowed a lump.

“But about your father??”

“Well as for my dad, he’s so tryna reconcile things with me cause he once disowned me believing that I snitch on him, I tried convincing about how I was framed to sign the wrong doc-ments but he sent me away now that I became a welknown billionaire, the old hag wants me back, so he Wont be any problem.” I explained to her and that comforted her a little.

shortly after we arrived at the mansion.
I drove straight in and park properly at the lot.
As we walked through the pathway, maids were lined up in rows.

“Good day young master, good day miss!” They were all bowing their head as I walked alongside Carla who couldn’t even lift her head to look at them.

As we walked into the living room, morticia happened to be the first I saw, he was actually on his phone.

Carla’s palm was already watering, I car-ssed it gently.

What the heck, I looked at Carla and she was startled.

“And What are you doing here??” I gritted my teeth and he looked up at me.

“Oh! Hey bro.” He waved and I asked the same question.

“Well My father’s house too and by the way what are you doing here too?? He stood up and cane to my front taking a glimpse at Carla.

“Oh, Don’t tell me you cane to acuse me of more things, like maybe trying to kill your newest fling!” He said laughing referring to Carla and I felt blood rushed through my Veins.
“Don’t get on my nerves morticia..” I tried walking off with Carla until his voice stop me at a track.

“Hey you think I don’t notice what’s going on between you and your maid, just say the word she’s your girlfriend now, you boldly confessed that at Krystal’s party am I right??” And I turned to face him.

“But you know I mostly pity for Carla cause you are just gonna use and dumb her the same way you’ve always does but don’t you think Carla is too innocent for that??” He said sarcastically I folded my hand into a tight fist, Carla noticed me and restricted me immediately.

“Don’t get it wrong am not his girlfriend okay 👌 so save your stress..” Carla sneered at him and he started laughing 😂, really getting on my nerves.

Wait how did he know I claimed Carla as my financer at the party when he wasn’t even there.

“What’s going on here??” Someone said and I turn to see mum approaching us.

Mortician scoffed and walked off, before mom could get to us.

Mum over emphasized how happy she was to see me home and immediately she turned to Carla she recognized her.

quite baffled that I brought her along. Without any further introductions, she welcomed Carla.

Still giving me the crafty looks, I know what she’s looking for

“You are just on time Dawson, common let proceed to dinning, you must be very hungry.” She said
car-ssing my hair like a baby and then held my arms.

“Let go I can walk!” I seethed hating that fact that’s she’s treating me like a kid in front of a lady.
Mum led us to the lunch table.

“Where’s dad?” I asked mum impatiently while the maids were busy setting the table.

“What did you say??” Mum pretended not to have heard correctly cause she ought to be surprised that for the first time in years I asked about the old hag.

“Yeah mum you heard me where’s he, I can’t just wait to for him the spill trashes he have for me cause he’s the reason why I have to be in presence of that bastard son of his.” just then mortician arrived at the table.
He took the sit directly facing Carla.

Soon dad walked down to the dining crinkling with a smile

“Ah son I feared you won’t honor my invitation.” He sat down and I didn’t say a word.

“By the way son how had been?” He asked and I wiped my mouth.

“I’m still alive!” I maintained a straight face.

“C’mon oh by the way you didn’t told me you’ll coming home with a stranger!” He smiled as he noticed Carla. “Who’s she?” I glanced at Carla before turning to face him.

“She’s not a stranger, beside you only ask me to come over and never gave me any rules!”
“That does it who’s she?” Dad gave me his usual stern look.

“Good day sir I am Carla Rutherford the girl lady Krystal assigned as Dawson’s maid.” Carla said smiling shyly and dad’s eyes bugged out.

“But Dawson we already have so many maid why will you have to bring extra?” Dad asked calmly.
I looked at Carla and then turn to dad.

“Look here dad if you don’t want any bad blood here then don’t regard my fiancée as a maid..” I said coldly and everyone was shocked, morticia choked on his food.

“That does it, I earlier thought you were half crazy but now I see you are completely crazy, you can have a fiancée and at the same being in love with your dead girlfriend Kim!” Mortician scoffed and I found myself clutching a table knife in my Palms.

“Morticia don’t get on my nerves!” I roared and Carla quickly held my arms.

“Let me hit this into your head poor Carla, Dawson can never hang out with lowlife bitches like you except he wants something in return and something very priceless..” he winked at Carla and that does it, I flared up and gave him a pouch at his l-ips making him fall down.
He gro-ned in pains and manage to stand up.

“Do you know that Dawson had accused me of killing kim just because he’s being delusional about Kim’s death, where will you think I got all these bruises from?”

He almost killed me out of his insanity, even his so called fiancée can attest to that..” he said showing his injury to mum and dad..

“Dawson what’s he talking about?? Dawson you told me that you are finally getting along, you complete forgot about Kim why will you have to do this to your brother..” mum said touching morticia as he gro-ned in pains.

“I don’t think I need to explain myself..” I flared up facing morticia

“You know exactly what you did morticia and killing you that easily would have been nothing compare to what you did to me but only one person is stopping me from making you feel the pains you cost me, so I were you I’ll run far away from me!”i thundered and carla stood up patting my arms.

“That’s enough everyone just shut the hell up.” Dad yelled.

“And I think I’m done here!” I raised my brows at dad and headed to my own chanmber at the mansion.
I just couldn’t take it!

What the hell is wrong with me?
I laid on the bed staring at the ceiling, I didn’t feel any hurt anymore at the mention of Kim’s death 💀 but the most annoying part was that I felt really bad that Carla was there to hear all that.

Why am I even being addicted to my maid, that I could let go off morticia just for her sake?

I even called her my fiancée without any regrets, am I really falling in love again?

I was still plonked on the bed, until a knock came in the door.

“Get in!” The door opened and both mom and Carla walked in.

TBC…

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