Chapter Two

(Caught Naked in the master's shower)

Stefania

I followed right behind her, placing my foots carefully. I balanced my buckets with the cleaning equipments, moving gently like the slow cautious centipede. I looked around as I followed her quietly, fully cautious so as not to trip. I knew the mansion was big and damn spacious, but I was still shocked seeing the sections we passed.

I still don't understand what it was with the guards at every corner of the place. We walked into a part more beautiful than the other places we have passed. The atmosphere was different, entirely different. I inhaled the cool air deeply, this was actually good.

"Do you have an idea of where I am taking you to?" Madame Rosita asked, pausing all of a sudden.

"No, madame Rosita." I replied. She chuckled, clicking her tongue.

"This is the master's quarter's. You had better do your task well." She replied, jutting her lips out.

"You are new here, so I will give you the rules. This rules are to be obeyed strictly. There are punishments for disobedience. Understood?" She added.

"Yes, madame Rosita." I replied, staring at my white flat shoe that were already old. I wore them this morning because they were the only pair of shoes I had that matches with the black and white maid attire.

"Good!"

"Number one rule, you don't touch anything in this quarters." She drawled out, emphasizing each words.

I rolled my eyes mentally, how am I supposed to clean up if I can not touch anything here.

"When I mean don't touch, I am telling you not to steal anything, master is going to find out if you do and the punishment is going to be brutal. So, don't let your hands wander too much."

"Rule number two, don't break anything. Rule number three don't fuck any of the guards in this quarters, don't even try to seduce them." She growled out.

I scrunched up my face in disgust, the guards in this mansion can never come close to kissing my ass. Talkless of any other man in this mansion. No one is ever going to fuck me in here.

"Rule number three." Madame Rosita drawled out sardonically.

"Don't fall in love with the master." She added, kissing her teeth.

"Love?" I questioned.

"Yes, love." She replied.

Love was not for me, falling in love? That was not possible. Who wants to fall in love with me, definitely nobody. Who do I want to fall in love with, nobody of course. I don't do love, love was not my thing. Whoever the master was, he shouldn't be scared or bothered. I and love are word and opposite, fire and ice. Totally impossible.

"Love is for the weak hearted." I blurted out. Madame Rosita gasped loudly.

"Poor child," she whispered, rubbing her napes.

"Don't estimate the power of love, child. Love is not a respecter of person. Love is like a wind that blows everywhere, once you breath into the air of love, you can not escape it." She added, blowing cool air to my face.

I blinked my eyes, I was kind of confused with her speech.

"I don't want it, I am not interested in love." I replied.

She sighed heavily, tapping her cheeks with her fingers.

"Follow me, let me show you into the master's bedroom. So you can start your tasks." She said, walking towards a door with golden door knobs. I sighed heavily. I was beginning to have second thoughts on working here. I agreed to work here because I needed the money, I signed the contract I was given in a rush. I can't even remember if I have to pay the employer if I gave up the job.

This was actually getting mysterious, the master's room was extraordinarily big, huge and magnificent. The colours in it were neutral, everything was dark and I was starting to get the chills.

Cold air slapped my face as I stepped fully in, the rattling of the air unit caught me up by surprise.

"This is the master's bedroom." Madame Rosita said out loud, moving towards the drapes.

"This is where you have to clean up, the bathroom is the door at that far end." She added, pointing to one of the doors at the far end of the room."

I nodded my head in response, wondering what could be in the other doors that were inside the huge room. Six doors, I was curious to know where those doors led too.

"Do not open any other door, except from the one I showed you." Madame Rosita said, breaking into my thoughts as if she could read my thoughts.

I nodded my head, staring at a particular one that caught my attention. The door was of a different colour grey with a kind of gadget attached to the door knob. Like a security code or something.

"Now get to work," she added. I watched her exit the room. I breathed a sigh of relief after she was gone. I looked around carefully, the huge bed that was in the middle of the room could accommodate about ten slim people, the burgundy coloured bed spread kind of matched with red drapes. These two colours were the only thing bringing life to the room. The closet was at the right side of the room.

Everything in the room screams money, the gold wristwatch on the lamp table chirped like a bird, cutting through the silence. I moved closer to it waiting for it to jump or something, but it just chirped twice and became quite. I touched my chest to calm my racing heart.

I walked back to my cleaning equipments, grabbing them. I just need to finish cleaning up so I can get the heck out of here. I still don't understand why the other maids were so eager to clean up this place in particular.

I started with cleaning the floor, then mopped and arranging everything that was disorganized. The master must have a flair for books as I could see different books at weird corners of the room.

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My hands were already hurting, my legs were weak. I was tired, and happy at the same time. I was done with cleaning up and everywhere was sparkling clean as Madame Rosita wanted. I don't know how many hours I have spent in this room, but I can't wait to be out.

I could feel a slight discomfort in my lower belly and I kind of felt wet down there. It can't be sweat. I gasped as it clicked, I was on my periods. I began to move round the room contemplating if I should take a shower in the master's bathroom.

I picked up the golden wristwatch on the lamp table, I gasped as I placed it back immediately. It was already so late, I didn't even notice. This is almost 10 : 00 pm, Madame Rosita said the boss was coming tomorrow, there is not bad in using his bathroom, it is not like he would find out or anything.

I began to strip off my uniform till I was completely naked. I stepped into the bathroom, it was luxurious, it has a bath tub and a shower. The bath tub stands out the most. Everything in here seems almost delicate, the light in it was bright. The floor looks like it was made of marbles or something like granites. The lightning was perfect. The smell was amazing, it smelled almost like a flower garden.

I had to be careful while cleaning it up, because everything in here seems breakable. The sight of the spa like bath tub makes imagine a bubble bath, the tree mural begin the bath tub gave the bathroom a natural look. The walls were like mirrors. I stared at it, I looked out of place here. My pink nipples were pointing out as if making fun of our nakedness.

I licked my dry lips, something on the floor caught my eyes. I found out it was blood. My blood, I hurriedly cleaned it up. I immediately stepped into the shower to clean up. I closed my eyes as water cascaded over me. I loved this, It was like a short escape from the world. I smiled widely, then I giggled. This feeling was actually good and I want more of it.

Did I ever imagine I would make hundreds of dollars, yet this job was offering me more. All I have to do is work as a maid. My ears perked up all of a sudden, it was as if I heard a voice.

I shook it off, the master won't be here till tomorrow. I really didn't want to step out of the shower.

Different thoughts began to run through my mind, suddenly I felt I was being watched. I opened my eyes and to find a shirtless man standing right in front of me. I gasped loudly turning off the shower.

His eyes were boring into mine, then he looked away. His gaze shifted to my body, I felt uncomfortable as his gaze lingered on my breast, I clenched my thighs together as his gaze moved to my pussy. I wanted to run, but I was honestly scared. He was huge, black curly hairs were splattered on his shirt and arms. The black pants he was wearing revealed the v shape of his groin. Damn! He was good looking, not an ounce of fat was on his body.

There was a look of confusion on his face, I could not help but wonder if he was one of the body guards. I was an imposter that just got caught red handed.

I covered my breasts with my hands as his gaze moved to them, this guy must be a pervert.

I moved away from the shower, I was expecting him to say something, but he only stared. I tried to move past him. The only thing that occurred to me was to get out of here before I get into trouble or even get raped.

Long hairy hands snaked round my waist, pulling me to a hard chest. My body became hot instantly. My breasts were squashed against his hard chest and his hands were on my buttocks. I tried squirming away but his hands only tightened.

"Who the fuck are you? And what the fuck are you doing in my room?" He asked, his deep voice booming out loud.

His room!