Misunderstandings.

Max pushed me down, pinning me hard against the stone-cold floor with his left leg as he called out to his subordinates.

I was completely helpless as a fly in a web. I managed to give Miss Christiana a look before a rope was handed over to Max who ruthlessly tied my legs to my hands and had me dragged down to the cellar.

I didn't struggle or even restrain, I let them handle me as a thief. The cellar I was dumped in was dim and cold. The place reeked of molasses and the corners were filled in thick spider webs that hosted big daddy long legs that stared at me, coveting me.

Max stood at the door, the only space that let in light and snickered. "So this how you end? It's such a pity I can't help you."

I looked at him. My heart was chaotic at the moment but I felt no fear as I heard Max continue, "The Oldark Company paid me handsomely for Ruth's death, you should have figured out that Sarah is the next target."

My heart was jumbled and my veins filled up as I pressed my hand into a fist.

"After this, I'm going to sleep with Sarah before killing her." I was not going to take this sh*t anymore as I leaped from my position, letting the ropes fall as I conducted a Superman punch straight into Max's shoulder. But the dude dodged and crashed my ribs, breaking two instantly. I groaned as he snickered again and continued, "Jessie is also mine, after today, I will let you witness my boys play with her before I break her neck."

I crouched in the corner holding my left chest in pain. It turned out that Max was an assassin who feigned to be a loving and caring person to his prey.

"Why?"

The question came out as Max answered logically as the head of the Mayers came down.

"Because of money."

I had never heard of the Oldark Company, except from Max. But I knew I had to survive through this and avenge my aunt. The man in question walked down the stairs, with his wife, Christiana.

"So who are you?" He asked once he stood next to Max, giving me a precarious feeling.

"I'm here to tutor your daughter." I replied as Christiana yelled, "I told you so!"

I got confused by my judgemental instincts.

Turns out Christiana was on my side.

"What's your name?" The Boar repeated rashly.

"I'm August... Sir." I added as the man as thick as a boar thinned his eyes and turned to his wife.

"Isn't August the name of the person who saved my daughter?"

My eyes brightened as I saw the future open up. Max stood attention, innocently beside his boss as Christiana confirmed all doubts and Mr Mayer apologized to me. This made Max troubled as he was ordered to serve me well.

"I'm so sorry August, I had mistaken you for someone,"

Christiana wiped the dust off me as her husband ordered Max to see me treated and fed.

I smiled as the boss in here introduced himself to me, "I'm Boar Mayer,"

Turned out his name matched his body size.

"Thanks for meeting you," I was confused as Max beckoned me to get going.

My body swayed to the left as I followed Max, it still ached from my broken ribs and the Mayers noticed. This was against Max's wish, he had deliberately harmed me physically and emotionally thinking I was in the wrong place.

"Leave him to me, Max, I will attend to his wounds." Christiana surprised her husband as she volunteered to treat me, "He is our guest," She added as Boar Mayer shrugged and left with Max.

"Who is that guy?" I asked Christiana once we arrived at Mayer's infirmary.

"My husband employed him as Jessie's bodyguard."

I tensed at the thought. So it was true, Jessie was his next prey!

"He is going to kill Jessie!" I alerted Christiana who pressed her finger on my lips and explained that that was the reason for me to come over.

"My husband trusts Max to the fullest, I want you to extend all lessons so you get maximum time with my daughter, my husband won't believe if I exposed Max."

I held my breath, grinding my teeth as my injury got bandaged. I had to deal with Max first.

"Do you know of the Oldark Company?" I finally asked my benefactor before she had me sent to my room.

"No, not in-depth," Christiana answered as a maid answered her call. "Please take care of my guest," she instructed the maid who bowed courteously to me and led me the opposite way, to the west wing.

I studied the maid from behind. She was a mature milf with a Spanish accent. She led me up the stairs, and past a couple of rooms before opening the last door for me, "please have a rest, Mr. August." She gestured a welcome sign for me as I walked into the prince-set room.

The bed was king size and from curtain to mat I could only see royalty.

My gaze traveled back to the maid who had not left and I said thank you.

"Welcome my honor," The maid said courteously as she unhooked her dress. At first, I thought she was scratching her back but when I saw the dress falling to the tiles, I knew she was completely naked.

"It's my honor to serve you." the maid finally said as she took a step closer to my confusion.

"What? I'm ok... I don't need this." I made myself clear but the maid said that Christiana had instructed her to serve me and that she would be punished if she failed to satisfy me.

"Ok, please put back your clothes, I will tell her I don't need to be served."

At this moment the Spanish maid looked disgraced, she felt humiliated that I was not charmed by her body that had no shape.

"I will defend you." I continued as I went ahead to pick the dress that was flat on the floor to cover her up. She bowed her head, not attempting to dress herself as I took the initiative to dress her.

I was going to cover her breast when someone barged in the unlocked door and froze at the spot.

"Jessie?"

I gasped as I dropped the dress, my position with the maid looked as though I was the one undressing her.

"It's not what you think." I tried to make the scene comprehensible as Jessie shook her head and said no.