His s*xual Addiction Episode 29 – 30

💄HIS S-xUAL ADDICTION

{ His Personal Maid }💄

By, Cisca. H.

Chapter 29:

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” Why do you so much hate him? ” This was the tenth time she was asking me that. ” He isn’t bad by the way, you just have to give him a chance. ”

” Stella you’re making this look like I had a quarrel with him. Look, honestly, I’m cool with him. I was only acting back there.

And besides, he deserves it. He’s annoying, so inquisitive and he thinks every thing he says is the right thing. I’m sick and tired of people who are always proud of themselves. ”

Stella shooked her head at her, ” Heavens have mercy on you. You know trying to be a super actress back them might end up hurting his feelings. ”

” Who cares about his feelings. By the way, why would Christiana want with Madam Dacia’s under wears? ” I said, in order to avoid Stella’s further questions.

” I have no idea. And besides, Madam Dacia doesn’t give me her under wear to handle, she does that herself. ”

” Oh, now I see. So, she isn’t that lazy after all. ”

” Why would she be so lazy to wash her under wears? Come on, Avery, try to think for once. ”

I laughed, ” Of course I am. Or do you think… ” I paused, looking at her.

” Are you thinking what I am thinking? ”

I smirked evilly.

There’s only one way to find out what those girls are up to… And what ever reason it is, I just hope it doesn’t work out good.

Because if it is actually what I am thinking it is, then… Welcome to the dance party. Of course, you know what I mean.

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( I’m The Master’s Bedroom…)

” Why do you still let her live? She should be dead already. ”

” Calm down, my love, we don’t have to hurry things up like that. You know how important her blood is to me. ”

She rolled her eyes. ” Since you started drinking her blood, you stop taking mine. Is her blood so sweet than mine? ”

He smiled, ” Have you ever thought about why I don’t bite you? No one’s blood is better than yours, Dacia. I need to preserve you for the my future, I still need you more than any one else.

That maid, she’s just useful for the meantime. After I am done with her, she’s out of our way. ”

” Why don’t you just drain her in wh0le tonight, besides, there might be other maids with sweeter blood than her. ”

” Of course, they will. But don’t you think it will only create suspicion? When they find out that maids keeps disappearing every night, it will cause them to suspect us. And I hate Suspense. ”

” Fine, if you say so. As far as she will soon die, I’m okay with whatever decision you make. ”

” Thanks for understanding. ” He moved the tip of his fingers on her face, when his hand curved to her neck, he pulled her close to him, their l-ips meeting in a second.

” No one will ever take your place in my heart, My Love. ” He licked on her l-ips, k-ssing her gently.

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( At The Laundry Room…)

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Becca paced to and fro her hand would move from her wa-ist to her chest, then back to her wa-ist and again to her chest.

” What are you up to, Christiana? ” She wondered to herself. ” What is it you want? ” She turned to Victoria who sat quiet on her bed. ” Any news from Mariam yet? ”

” Not yet.” She looked at the door as it opened, ” Here she is. ”

” Did you get any news? ” Becca asked without hesitation.

She shook her head. Becca lost hope, and Victoria who looked desperate sighed in frustration. ” But I know what their next plan is. ”

” Which is? ” They asked in unison.

” Madam Dacia’s underwear. ”

Becca and Victoria stared surprised at each other for a while, the plan wasn’t the kind they had expected to hear. Victoria ended up laughing.

Mariam frowned. ” This isn’t funny, Vic. ”

” Of course, it is. I mean, check it out. Any one who hears this will be expecting something more punishable and worths a death sentence like some one tampering her meal, pouring stains on her favorite dress and planning a poison act for her only to end up hearing this.

By the way, what do we care about her underwear? If she doesn’t know how to take care of it, why should we bother ourselves about it? Besides, the saying is true, one good turn deserves another. It’s her karma, she should face it. ”

” Every one wants Madam Dacia dead, but not with her underwear. That’s her privacy, remember? ” Becca said, turning to Mariam. ” How did you find this out? ” She asked.

” I got the news from the victim herself. ”

” Stella? ” They asked.

” Stella. ” She repeated.

” How did she find out so soon before us? ” Becca asked.

” She said some one was helping her keep an eye on Christiana. They thought of using Madam Dacia’s under wears because she believes it’s only Stella who enters her room. ”

” This is some kinda senseless plan, and they think they will get to The Master with this? ”

” No one can tell yet. Right now, I don’t think I care about whatever is about to happen. All I care about is Stella being safe. And to Mistress Dacia, she can dance to hell for all I care. ” Victoria spatted.

” Come on, Vic, it’s not like The Mistress is here, no one cares if she dance to hell. All we should be bothered about is Stella’s safety. The rest, it’s up to fate to decide. ”

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I laid on the floor, the cold was too much plus the one I was feeling from the ground and I felt no difference with the atlantic ocean.

Since Madam Dacia put me here, I haven’t felt this cold before that my teeth feels like they’re all gonna drop in pieces.

The cold sent shivers to me, and a sudden sleep from nowhere clouded my eyes. I began hearing a voice calling my name. I listened, it wasn’t Stella’s.

So who could it be then?

” Avery?! Avery?! ” The voice called again.

I stood up, the voice was coming from the outside. I went close to the window, peering down only to see Gideon waving his both hands at me. ” How the heck did he find out about my room? ”

I rolled my eyes, about to close the door. ” Avery?! ” He called again, but this time it was a bit louder.

” This is night already, what are you doing here? ”

” Can we talk, please? ”

” I’m sorry, Gideon but I don’t think so. Maybe next time will do, good night. ”

I almost shut it when his voice called again. ” Wait! ” I sighed, I don’t know why I was even listening to him.

I opened it again, ” What now, Gideon?! ”

” Can we meet tomorrow night, I really wanna talk to you. ”

I hesitated to reply but I ended up saying, ” Fine. ”

” Good night. ”

I scoffed, shutting the window close. ” That’s only if I show up, ” I scoffed again, laying back on the floor.

I couldn’t sleep anymore, my eyes were open, staring up to the ceiling. Going to answer Gideon has only caused sleep to flee from me.

I was regretting why I had to answer him, I would have laid still and pretend like I didn’t hear any thing.

I hope he won’t come up here when I fail to show up. Some one really wanna put me into trouble.

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Who noticed Madam Dacia’s jealousy??

💄HIS S-xUAL ADDICTION

{ His Personal Maid }💄

By, Cisca. H.

Chapter 30: MEETING GIDEON.

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I don’t know what he desperately wanted to talk to me. What could it be? Does it mean he’s got another news about what Christiana is up to?

God, why am I having this feeling that nothing seems safe anymore. Or did he hear my name when Stella was calling me and would want to be sure if I am really Avery Dennison?

Well the answer is, yes I am. But telling that to him is the hærdest thing I’d ever do.

The sun even at it’s morning period was so harsh and painful to the skin. I went to have a shower, staring at the mirror, I touch my neck on the scar The Master had given to me.

The mark was so red, and thankfully Gideon haven’t seen it yet, or else it would be another interview question.

There were marks around the scars, green marks like my veins were growing. ” What’s going on? ” I questioned myself, moving the tip of my fingers around my wound.

My heart was beginning to beat fast, I was becoming scared every second. It was growing, almost reaching to my ear.

” Ahhhhhhhh….” I scre-med, my hands trembling as I searched around the bathroom for some thing sharp. ” Damn! ” I stamped my fist on the sink.

There was nothing sharp in here.

I ran to my room, picking up the pencil knife and running back to the bathroom. I was watching through the mirror not to cut otherwise.

I knew I was doing the wrong thing but, hell yes it’s the right thing.

I started cutting the surface of my skin around his teeth marks. ” God!” I said in a clenched teeth, ” f*ck! ” But the pain didn’t prevent me from doing what I had to do.

I’m taking a dreadful risk, don’t blame me. It’s better off I’m dead than to feel hell while I still breath.

Bloods were gushing out from the wound I created. ” Ahhh!! Ahh!” I cried, still moving the knife around the teeth marks.

” God! ” I bit my lower lip, to avoid scre-ming like mad. The knife slipped out of my hand, landing in the already blood stained sink. My cloth all stained with my blood like I was stabbed or something.

My eyes was growing heavy, every thing was becoming blur, I could see my image in a doubled form. ” Ste… Ste.. lla…”

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( Three Hours Later… )

She has been laying on the bathroom floor for almost three hours or more, half of the floor was stained with her blood, some rolled out of the bathroom.

She looked unconscious and dead. And if no help is rendered immediately, she’s as good as dead.

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She gasped, jerking up from the floor, p-nting heavily. Her eyes moving around the room, she stared at herself, she looked stained. Badly stained.

She stood up, she didn’t know how and where to start from. How to clean every thing to avoid being noticed. She stood to her feet, going outside to check how far her blood has reached.

Not too far, she thanked. She used the mob with a bucket hurriedly cleaning up her blood until she got to the bathroom.

After she had cleaned up the room, she went to her room to get a clean cloth. Returning back to the bathroom, she stared at her wound. There was no blood rolling.

” I’ve lost so much blood, ” she whispered. ” I should have been dead. God, why did you bring me back? Why not let me dead! I wanna die! I wanna get the hell outta here! I hate it here!

I hate every thing about this place!! Take me away! Just take me the heck outta here for damn good!! ”

I quickly rushed my bath, I know any moment from now Stella is gonna be looking for me and I don’t want her her to see me.

I went to the back of my room, I stroke the match box creating a fire. I dropped it on my cloth, watching as it slowly burned to ashes.

I need to get the wound treated or I get infected. I mentally said to myself.

I went to the garden to get some medicinal herbs to treat the wound. I’ve heard a lot about the garden, it wasn’t just a place for flowers and fruits, a portion of it had a place for herbs.

I tried not to get caught because the cloud was still bright. And on the other side, I don’t want that Gideon of a person to see me.

I wouldn’t say I was stealing, no not at all. I was actually plucking the herbs because The Master did this to me so… Who cares??

I was just about to leave with the few herbs I was holding, I saw Gideon standing not far from me. ” I caught you. ”

” Oh please, of course you did. ” I walked past him, ” Please, don’t tell any one. ”

” I won’t. But, aren’t you forgetting some thing? ”

I rolled my eyes, ” What? ”

” We promised to meet today, remember? ”

” We promised to meet tonight, and as you can see it’s still noon. I’m sorry, but I have to go. ”

” What happened to your neck? ” His voice stopped me.

” Nothing. Don’t worry about me. ” I started to go,

” Let me help you. ” I sighed, I shouldn’t be listening to him. ” The longer you take to trader it, the chance for you to get infected. ”

” I shouldn’t be here. ” I frankly told him.

” Don’t worry, no one comes here. ”

I walked back to him, dropping the herbs in his hands. ” Who taught you? ”

” No one. I always come here to treat myself but that was then when I was new. We always get beaten by the senior guards. Well, they say it was part of training so, we didn’t complain. ”

” You must have suffered so much I’d say. ”

” It’s common around, every one suffers here. ”

” You better keep your voice low or else some one hears you. ” She whispered.

” Like I said, no one is coming here. ” He whispered back at her.

He grinded the leaves with stones he had seen at a corner, squeezing the justice out then he dropped it on her neck.

” Who did this to you? ” He asked.

” I did it myself. ”

He rose an eyebrow at me. ” You did? ”

I nodded.

” Why do you wanna kill yourself? ”

” I’m sick and tired of being humiliated. Every day I pray for good things, I pray for new hope but instead, I get the worst of it. Ouch…!! ” She gro-ned at the pain.

” Sorry. ”

” Nah… It’s nothing serious. Well, I’m already getting used to it, tho. ”

” How long has this been… open? ” He asked, referring to the wound.

” Hours, I guess. I passed out so, I really can’t tell how long. ”

He tore the fabric of his cloth, using it to cover the wound with the leaves in it. ” Ouch… ” She gro-ned again.

” Sorry. ”

” How long will I have it on? ” She asked.

” Tomorrow morning. Just as I did to the leaves, you do the same thing then apply it on the wound. I’m sure there’s gonna be a change. ” He explained.

” Thank you. ”

” Any time. But the way, how is your friend, Stella? ”

” When did you started caring about her? ”

” The day you told me those girls were after her. The friend of my friend is my friend. ”

She smirked, scoffing. ” I’ll just inform her that he asked of her. So, you said you there’s something you want to tell me. What is it? ”

He paused for a while, staring still into her eyes. ” Are you gonna keep watching me or are you just gonna go ahead talking? ”

He smirked. ” Honestly, I didn’t have any thing to tell you, I just wanted to see your face. ”

She scoffed. ” You’re funny. Fortunately, you have seen my face. Can I go now? ”

He held her hand, ” You never told me your name. ” He reminded.

” I bet you don’t want to. ”

” Of course, I do. ”

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To Be Continued….