CHAPTER EIGHT: A BLOODY WHORE

Mr Weeks limped to the spot he parked his car far from the Lin's mansion. He turned on his car and drove home.

MR WEEKS MANSION

Maya was getting better, she wasn't as tipsy as she was before. Deryn used Maya to support himself as he directed her to his pocket to take the house keys. She took it and she opened the door.

Mr Weeks mansion was a big one, with his interior decors amazingly designed. Maya held Deryn to support him as they entered his father's house. Deryn, who was tipsy directed Maya to his father's room upstairs instead of his room. Maya held Deryn as they climbed upstairs, then she softly placed Deryn on the bed, and covered him with a blanket. She was about to leave when he held her back,

"Don't go. Please, stay with me." Deryn plead with a cracked voice.

"Deryn, you need to rest. You need to sleep okay," She said to Deryn. She close his eyes and kissed him on the forehead,

"Goodnight," She said as she turned off the light and closed the door.

She went downstairs to meet Mr Weeks coming in with a bruised leg, limping. Mr Weeks was shocked to see Maya at his house, so late. Maya's dress was inappropriate so she tried to cover up so that Mr Weeks won't see her insides. Mr Weeks limped towards his couch and sat down,

"What are you doing here?" He asked Maya.

Maya came closer to him to avoid him from raising his voice so that he won't wake Deryn up.

"Deryn invited me for a birthday party." She replied.

"So, you're going out with my son." He said.

"It was just a one-time thing. I never wanted to go, but he insisted."

"And that's how you plan on getting a job at my company?" Mr Weeks said.

"Excuse me, sir, are you suggesting that I am a prostitute. A whore who gets what she wants by seducing other men." Maya said irritated and agitatedly.

"I'm not suggesting, I'm saying that's what you are." Mr Weeks said.

"You came to my office asking for a job, I didn't give you so instead, you went to my son." Mr Weeks said.

Maya was furious, she came closer to Mr Weeks, she stood in front of him and said,

"I am not unfortunate like the other women you must have probably been with. I do not throw myself at billionaires or their sons because I want things. I was brought up in a respectable home, with respectable parents. Therefore, I will not take insults from you!" Maya said.

She noticed that Mr Weeks was not looking at her, instead, he was looking at her breasts, and they were almost fully exposed. She immediately covered them up,

"I am fucking tired of men always sexualizing women!" Maya said annoyed.

"Well, you make us sexualize you guys by wearing erotic clothes." Mr Weeks said in his defence.

"You know what? I don't want to be in the presence of a man who has little or no respect for women." Maya said as she left him. She was headed for the door when Mr Weeks said,

"Where do you think you're going to Maya?"

"Away from you." She yelled.

"It's dark and it's late, you can't go anywhere else." Mr Weeks said.

"Then I'm going upstairs," Maya said as she climbed through the stairs.

Mr Weeks followed her, he limped as he climbed the stairs behind her,

"Wait," He said. Maya didn't wait, she went to where Deryn was sleeping, when she opened the door she said to Mr Weeks,

"I'm sleeping here, with Deryn. You can go to your bedroom now," they both spoke in a lowered tone to avoid Deryn from waking up.

Mr Weeks laughed and said,

"This is my fucking bedroom,"

"Fuck," Maya cussed. "What the hell I'm I gonna do, he's sleeping I can't wake him up," Maya stressed in a lower tone. Mr Weeks looked at his son, Deryn, sleeping. He slept like a baby,

"Don't wake him up, I'll sleep in his bedroom?" Mr Weeks said.

"Do you mind if I stay with him?" Maya asked.

"Have a blast." Mr Weeks said as he went to bed.

Maya adjusted the bedsheets as she laid down to sleep. She felt more comfortable than before.

The next morning arrived, Mr Weeks woke up to meet breakfast. He knew he gave his maids a 24-hour break from working, so he thought to himself who could've made breakfast,

"You're up," Maya said to Mr Weeks. Mr Weeks found it awkward to find Maya in his kitchen,

"What do you think you're doing?" Mr Weeks demanded.

"Breakfast," Maya said with a smile. She saw Mr Weeks didn't find what she did pleasant, so she said,

"Look, I know I'm not supposed to be here, and in your kitchen, I just wanted to make something for Deryn. He asked me to." Maya said.

Maya was dressed in Deryn's clothes, she wore a big T-shirt and her panties underneath them,

"Are those Deryn's clothes?" Mr Weeks asked.

"Yeah, he gave me this from the other bedroom., Maya responded.

Maya served Mr Weeks breakfast, she made orange juice, two Pancakes, two French Toast with Two Eggs, two Sausage links and two bacon strips for each of them. Mr Weeks had a taste of her pancakes, it was marvellous and scrumptious. He pretended like he did not love it,

"How is it?" Maya asked.

"You could've done better," Mr Weeks said as he took his seat.

Deryn came downstairs to join Maya and his dad. He came over to kiss Maya on the cheek and said to her,

"Good morning, Maya. Good morning, Dad."

Mr Weeks watched his son kiss Maya by the cheek. He wanted to comment but he withheld his comment, Maya, on the other hand, didn't like the fact that Deryn kissed her by the cheek, she also withheld her comments,

"I'll be leaving now, let me just go get dressed., Maya said.

"No, stay. I'll drop you off at your place." Deryn suggested.

Maya was angry that Deryn was still on that topic, she got saved when Deryn had a phone call. It was his work people from abroad, they wanted him to see a client. They had already booked a meeting with the client at a restaurant,

".....okay, I'll be there shortly," Deryn said.

Always saved by the phone calls, Maya thought to herself. Deryn quickly finished up his food, adjusted his suit and styled his hair. He was about to leave when he asked his dad to drop off Maya,

"No thank you, son," Mr Weeks said.

"Dad, c'mon now," Deryn said.

"Fine, all right. I'll drive her to her fucking place." Mr Weeks said.

Fuck! Maya cussed herself. Deryn left the house and it was only Mr Weeks and Maya that was left. Maya quickly left the sight of Mr Weeks, she went upstairs to change back to the red gown she wore for Maverick's birthday party. She had struggles with the zip, Mr Weeks went upstairs too to get dressed. Maya was in Deryn's room and the door was partially opened. Mr Weeks saw her changing into the red dress, he also noticed that she had struggled with her zip. He entered the room and asked her,

"Do you need help with that?"

Maya looked in the mirror and saw that it was Mr Weeks that was behind her. Still struggling with her zip, she told him that she doesn't need any help. Mr Weeks watched her as she struggled, she gave up and she let Mr Weeks zip up her dress. Just the slightest touch Maya felt from Mr Weeks gave her chills. Mr weeks gently zipped up her dress, it made him remember his wife, Jacqueline.

"Thank you," Maya said to him softly. She was about to leave when Mr Weeks said to her,

"And the breakfast was marvellous, I lied back then." He said innocently.

"Thanks." Maya said. Mr Weeks told her to wait downstairs while he goes to dress up for work. Shortly he came downstairs to meet Maya looking as gracious as ever. Maya noticed he never used a tie,

"Where's your tie?" Maya asked.

"I don't use ties anymore." He replied.

"Ever since my-" Mr Weeks said but he couldn't finish his sentence.

Maya asked Mr Weeks to get his tie, she wanted to wear it for him. Mr Weeks was reluctant to bring his tie but he finally agreed to bring it. Mr Weeks watched Maya as she slowly wore his tie around his neck. Ever since his wife died he stopped wearing his nnecktie because his wife was the one who always wore it for him.

Their eyes met several times as Maya wore his tie. When she was done, they both left the house, and into Mr Weeks car they went