Bossy Maid episode 23 – 24

Bossy maid👩🏼‍🦱👩‍🍳
She’s the boss,🤫I’m the maid
❣️ Written by Haryormideh Ayeni ❣️
🌺🌺🧸 Episode Twenty three🌺🌺🧸
Donald 💔💔
“C’mon Donald, I brewed coffee and was about coming to get you” Unc Simon said when he saw me emerged from my drawing room.
I ignored him and went to the kitchen.
“You can’t ignore me, give me the chance to explain” he trailed after me.
” You don’t have to explain, whatever both of you do isn’t my business but you shouldn’t have sx in MY HOUSE!!”
“She $educed me and I’m a man, I couldn’t overcome the temptation”
I paused and looked at him in confusion ” Courtney barely looks at men and she’ll $educe you? Didn’t you say she was avoiding you?”
” I-I I’m loss of w-words too” he stammered.
Why’s he stammering??
“Take” he handed me a cup of coffee.
I collect it and was about taking a sip while he looked at me intently.
The cup suddenly fell from my hands, shattering on the floor.
“If I were you, I wouldn’t drink that” Courtney said and head outside to the woods.
Uncle looked at her with so much hatred that began doubting if he ever loved her. I was still in shock, how could she fall the cup from my hands?
I shook my head and went to my room.
Courtney 😲😲
After Simon left, I went to the bathroom and cleaned up.
When I came out, I changed clothes and was about heading downstairs when my eyes caught the window.
“You’re strong my lady” was written in cursory letters.
Who wrote this? No one knows me here.
I stopped thinking about it and went downstairs where I caught Simon pouring something in a cup of coffee with an evil grin.
I immediately knew he was up to something so I hid myself and waited for things to unfold.
I watched the entire exchange between Donald and Simon and wasn’t surprised when I heard Simon lie.
Then he gave Donald the cup he had poured something and took the other for himself.
I understood then what he wanted to do. I came out of hiding and slapped the coffee from his hands.
“If I were you, I wouldn’t drink that” I said and left their midst.
When I opened the front door, I met a bouquet of flowers flowers lying on the floor.
I bent down and picked it up, taking a sniff.
A smile unconsciously made it’s way to my face. The flower is my favorite, “Lilies”
I carried it along and entered the woods, my mind free of worries.
Jeff😊
I’ve been staying and keeping a close eye on Nora and noticed nothing out of place.
I was beginning to get bored of standing and doing nothing. It’s over a week.
“Why are doing this Boss?” I asked over the phone “when did we start helping damsels in distress and send them flowers?” I knew Boss hates to be questioned but I couldn’t help it.
“My sis was once in her position and I couldn’t help her till she committed suicide. I won’t let the same happen to Nora.”
“Boss are you by chance in love?” I asked, surprised at the tone of his voice
“No, I’m not besides if she eventually kills him. We’ll need to clean up because of the police.”
“Then why did you do a background check on her?”
“Your question would be answered in my voice” he replied flatly and I immediately regretted my actions.
“Sorry boss” I said quickly, bowing my head even he’s not here and can’t see me.
“You said she wakes up early just to get the flowers and has started resisting Simon?”
“Yes boss”
” She’ll soon snap then, watch her closely” I said to Jeff over the phone.
” How do you know Boss?”
” Do I have to remind you I’m a psychologist? I think we are getting to familiar”
“Report to me by evening” he added and hug up. I sighed and sat in a more comfortable position in the tree.
Courtney 😲😬
It’s over a week I met Div and almost a week I started receiving flowers which brightens my day.
The flowers made me feel loved, knowing there’s someone out there sending them to me.
I started resisting Simon everytime he came to me, then he started bringing weapons as a means of threat.
I still didn’t find the heart to point a gun at him. One time, a text had entered my phone from Div. I wasn’t surprised he got my number.
💬You don’t want to do this, you aren’t wicked leave it for me. He’s not worthy.💬
I left his message on seen, afraid to let anyone die because of me. If Simon detects anything, I’m sure at least one of the gang members will be dead.
Also, Simon has been trying to kill Donald at every chance he gets but I’m always one step ahead of him to stop his plan.
I laid on the bed, trying really hærd to sleep. Donald has been avoiding me like I’m some sort of plague. I understand him, he wants to believe his uncle and at the same time he knows I’m not entirely wrong. I flashed back to his reaction when I told me four days ago.
Flashback
He was sitting on the porch outside, enjoying the evening breeze and lost in thought.
I saw Simon peering out of the window at us.
I sat quietly beside Donald, staring into the dark night in silence.
“Why are you here?” He asked, refusing to look at me.
“Do you believe what Simon told you?” I asked softly, not looking at him, afraid of his answer.
“No” he replied
That one word sent hope surge through my heart. He doesn’t believe Simon.
“Why?” I dared ask
“Because I haven’t heard your side of the story?”
“Why didn’t you ask me then?”
He shrugged in response and added “I wanted you to come to me first. Why did you kill the baby?”
“Simon isn’t who you think he is, he killed my parents in front of me when I was eight years old and help me captive, raping me countlessly. I was surprised when I saw him and tried avoiding him but he threatened me and raped me countlessly while you’re in the other room. I’ve made up my mind to put an end to it even if it involves killing him, I will and won’t mind going to jail for it. He was my father’s second hand man and my father trusted him with his life. Also, I was never pregnant. He always came prepared and had doctors inject me with birth controls.”
Donald looked at me and burst out laughing.
“What?” I asked in surprise.
“You think I’ll believe that? Unc Simon is scared of flies and wouldn’t hurt an ant and you say he killed your parents and held you captive?”
“I don’t believe that. When you find a better explanation, tell me” he replied and left. My mouth hung in surprise. Since then he avoided me.
The door to my room opened silently, he must have picked the lock again.
My hand went to the gun under my pillow and closed my fingers around it tightly.
Suddenly I felt his hands on my neck, chocking me and his fingers blocking breath from my nose.
I was to stunned to react.
“I need you out of the way to kill Donald, you always seem know my every move. You’re an obstructions to my plans” he said sinisterly in my ear.
I tried breaking free, to remove his hands from my nose and neck.
I’m not going to let him win the second time.
Episode Twenty four🌺🌺🧸
Simon 😋😋
I was getting tired of waiting and waiting for a perfect time. Every where I turn, Courtney seem to be there waiting for me.
Donaldson father is willing everything to his son in three days time without giving me any.
Don’t I deserve anything? I helped him in the company too even if it’s just a one week, a help is a help.
Nora needs to get out of the way, with that, everything will be back to place. Donald won’t even worry about her because I’ll tell him she ran away.
After I dispose of her, all I needs is a injection to make it seem Donald died naturally.
I picked her lock and entered the dark room.
I knew she wasn’t asleep and must have thought I’m coming to have s€× with her again.
She’s no longer of use, others are there if I want to have s€× besides I stopped being interested when she stopped crying and begging me to stop. It’s what turns me on.
I can feel Donald is doubting my words, he’ll always believe his blood over a stranger. I grinned happily as things are falling to place.
I gripped her neck to the bed and pinched her nose together, blocking every means of breathing.
She scratched my hands with her nails but it had no effect on me.
Next she brought out a gun and tried to click the safety off. I released her neck immediately and made for the gun. The time she used to catch her breath was enough for me to collect the gun.
She regained her breath rather fast and we began struggling against each other, it became the survival of the fittest.
Jeff😊
“Jefferson!” The voice came through from the talkie in my ears.
“Yes Boss” I snapped awake.
“Any news? You didn’t report to me in the evening”
“I was so tired of doing nothing, I slept off” I whined.
Bos went silent for a while, I have always reported to him in the morning and evening.
“Nothing seen out of place sire, the lights are off and everyone is sleeping soundly” I said quickly.
“Good then, stay awake throughout the night. I’ll be replacing you tomorrow” Boss replied and hung up.
I hadn’t used my binoculars to check the interior but with the way the house is silent, everything should be okay.
I dozed off once more.
Donald 😲😦
Four days after the night Courtney and I talked, I decided to think it through but still found it hærd to believe it.
Who do I believe? uncle or Nora?
If Nora wasn’t lying, she would have told me. Everything when she saw uncle.
“What if she wanted to put the past behind her?” A voice asked in my head.
Is Uncle that cruel?
Then I remembered when I was eleven, Father told me Uncle’s Boss suddenly died and their eight year old was kidnapped.
Does that mean Nora is the girl from fifteen years ago?? The one that was kidnapped?
But Uncle, can he really do it??
I entered her room in a quest to get my questions answered.
I heard the shower running and a diary lying open on the bed.
I skimmed through it as quickly as I could, Dread filled my entire body with every page I turned.
Just as I finished reading, the shower turned off. I made my way out back to my room my heart still in denial. People don’t lie to their diaries right?
Why didn’t Courtney make mention that Uncle is after my life?
“Would you have believed her?” My mind countered back.
It was right, I wouldn’t have believed her. I would have thought she wanted to frame Uncle.
How could she have passed through all that and still retain her sanity??
Clara had being a pun used by Uncle to make me useless. He knew seeing her would bring memories, bad ones.
My question is, what does he want to do with the money he has been forcefully acquiring.
Something clicked in my brain.
Courtney has been protecting me all this while even at the expense of her life.
I remembered every liquid she had knocked out of my hands, every meal she had poured away before I took a bite, every glare she had sent to Uncle, the way she eats a lot and jumped at every single sound.
It was almost midnight when everything clicked to place.
I took my phone quickly and made a call to mother.
📞” Donald” she scre-med excitedly into the phone then continued flatly “if you still want Courtney out of your hair, I’m not doing that”
Tears clogged in my throat, I really miss my mother, I miss her voice.
📞”Mother” I said into the phone “I’m sorry.” I broke down “I didn’t know you were protecting me”
📞”My baby, I knew you’d come to your senses one day. I forgave you long time ago”
📞” Uncle is behind everything, he master minded every bit. It was his plan to make us hate each other” I sobbed.
📞”Simon?”
📞”Yes mother, I’ll call you back” I hung up and called the emergency line.
📞”How may I help you?” Someone answered.
📞” This is Donald Wilson, a murderer is in my house. Me and my friend are in danger” I said
📞”We’ll be there very soon, stay calm and don’t do anything to infuriate him” the person replied and hung up.
I couldn’t stay one place, I left my room and made to go to Courtney’s to tell her help is coming and I believe her when I heard three shots ring through the air, breaking the silent night.
“Omg!!! Courtney!!!”
Tbc………🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀