4. I caught you looking at me
OLIVER
Nothing in the world could have prepared me for the sight before me and I could not even find the words to express my anger when she made some excuse to my grandmother on why she had to go.
"Oliver, you just scared the poor girl off. What is wrong with you? I don't think I have seen you avoid a female that fast. In fact, I would say you enjoy the attention. Tell me the reason for your behavior. I wish you were like this with all those bimbos running after you"
"You don't even understand what's going on”
“Then tell me, Although I find her very sweet and interesting, I can find someone else for the job. So tell me” She was doing it again.
“There is nothing to tell, I don't want her around me. I refuse to let her stay around me. I reject her. She is. . .” I cut my words short, knowing it would not do me any good if my grandmother finds out why.
“Reject her? What do you mean?”
“Nothing” I dismissed, took my suit off the table, and headed up to my room hoping I could avoid her altogether.
But she followed me, “What do you mean, Oliver? You found your mate and you are rejecting her?? Why?”
There was no avoiding it any longer, I messed up when I hesitated.
“Yes. She is human”
“This is amazing! The moon goddess has finally remembered you”
“I am rejecting her”
“And she is working here, with me. You dare not reject her. That's a command”
“Okay,” I said.
“Okay?”
“Yes, okay. Do what you want and I will do mine. Now please, I need to make some calls” I said, not minding the shock on her face
“She is resuming tomorrow, clear your schedule” She replied and left. I guess she has made up her mind to go against me.
I pulled out my phone and called Lisa, I could call her my girlfriend, even if all we do is have sex.
“Hey Oliver, I thought you would miss me. I miss hands around my neck. I miss your cock inside me” She greeted at the end of the call, she is an angel of seduction. That's why I liked to have her around me. Her choices of words accelerate my heart.
“That’s why I am inviting you over to the mansion tomorrow” She would leave when Freya goes off work. I know how sensitive a plain woman is when a sophisticated woman is around them.
Freya
I sighed as I got to the front of the mansion with my overnight bag stuck between my fingers the next day. Only if I had the luxury to reject the job, sadly I don't. There were so many things involved, so many things my salary here would pay for. First of many would be rent at the dorm. And besides, the grandmother was an angel, working with her would be a dream come through.
I would not say the same about her obnoxious grandson. Doing my best to avoid him should be my goal for the next few days.
“I don't think you need me to show you the way today,” the butler said, smashing into my thoughts.
“Yes, thank you. I think I can find my way”
“Great ma’am. Madam would be waiting for you”
“Thank you” Without waiting for more minutes, I headed inside, and low and behold, the old woman was waiting for me with a high smile plastered across her face.
“Good afternoon, grandma” I made sure I didn't forget her request to be called grandma.
As if reading my mind, she jumped at me and hugged me “Oh sweet child, you didn't forget”
“No, I didn't” I gave a hug back. She was acting very different from yesterday.
“Do I go to the room you showed me yesterday?” I asked, changing the topic.
“No, there is a change of rooms. You will be staying at the other wing. That's where my grandson stays, two rooms after it. I want my wing to myself. You Know, Oliver eats late in the kitchen, I would not want to be disturbed so I'm moving to the next wing. “ No questions to ask, she is the owner of her mansion and only she knows what she wants to do with it.
“Okay”
Good, come, let me show you the way” Just as were about to go up, the obnoxious grandson strolled inside, and with a very beautiful lady whose only piece of clothing was a long flowery scarf around her body.
“Grandmother, Lisa would be staying with us for the next few days. You can move to the other wing, your best place in the mansion”
“I am already moving to give Freya freedom on her first night” His grandmother replied dismissively and I would not be mistaken if I said she didn't acknowledge the lady.
The room was huge, bigger than anything I have seen, and even more decorated than any guest room I have seen. I jumped on the soft king-sized bed, it gets like paradise and I didn't know when I slept off.
When I woke up, it was about 10 pm, I wondered why nobody woke me up. I lay on the bed staring at the ceiling for like an hour or so before I sighed and sat up, I was starting to get hungry, and at first, I didn't know what to do, there was no bell or phone to call anyone.
Even though Oliver was two rooms away from me, I didn't think it was a wise idea to ask him for help.
I would go downstairs to the kitchen myself, I might be lucky to find some leftover food. It was now midnight. No one would be awake, Grandma would be on her bed, and so would Oliver and his bimbo. It feels safe for me to go downstairs. I paused in front of the mirror, taking a full look at my appearance. A sigh escaped my lips, my eye bags were more evident than ever, and well, I did do that to myself after all. My hair looked great though, I always made sure to brush it clean every single day before going to work.
I stepped outside my door to scrutinize my environment, it won't do any good if I encounter Oliver right at this moment.
Silence filled the surroundings as I realized I might be the sole person awake at that moment. Contemplating what I could swiftly prepare to satisfy my hunger, I started descending the stairs when I heard it.
A groan.
Fear gripped my heart. It was dark, could there be an invader? Would a mansion like this not have security? I was alarmed.
I shakily swallowed the lump in my throat as I slowly stepped down, my heart thumping hard in my chest.
But grunts and moans followed through, this was not an intruder, people were having sex.
I was already by the end of the staircase, I could hear the moans louder now, this isn't any thief.
The desire to avert my gaze, to retreat, to feign ignorance of what I had just witnessed, surged within me. However, I found myself incapable of carrying out those wishes. It seemed as though my feet possessed a will of their own.
I couldn't seem to tear my eyes away from the scene. Watching him grab her hair, her hands against his thighs, struggling to contain all of him in her mouth. His low grunt, her soft gasps as he fucked her mouth.
"That's it, baby, that's it." He whispered, his voice coming out hoarse. I clasped my hand against my mouth, preventing a tiny squeak from me. I watched his hand curl her hair, slowly tightening it. He jerked her back, tugging her chin so she could look at him.
“Look at me while I fill your mouth” His voice was raw, and in control. I find myself watching, unable to take my eyes off. He had been like on the last day my dreams stopped.
I found myself wondering how it would feel if he had me under him like this in the flesh!
The look on her face was making me yearn for him. I wish it was me under him. I want to feel everything she is feeling. Conforming to all his demands. She was disoriented, her face, flushed. Her lips parted as she heaved, saliva dripping down her chin.
"You've always been a good girl." He whispered, bending to meet her, tucking her hair behind her ear as he whispered into her ears.
I watched him pull her up against the dining table and turned her back to him, he pulled her panties down and slapped her ass so hard while she moaned loudly.
I tried to look away but I felt like there was a powerful force holding me in place.
"I'm going to fuck you real good, do you want that? Want to feel my cock inside of you." He whispered, tugging on his jeans and it came loose. I watched him part her legs properly, and dipped his hands inside her.
"F-fuck, yes please. . . Fuck my brains out, Oliver!” she cried out, I watched.
He entered her and began slamming his cock into her, I felt myself wet between my legs but the realization only made matters worse, I moaned.
I closed my eyes to imagine him doing what he did to me and her in real life. Just like now.
When I finally opened my eyes, he was looking directly at me.
“Shit!” I cover my mouth from making any more sounds. A smile curled across his lips, and he saw me.
I forced myself to move. I ran back up forgetting about food in general. He saw me watch him fuck his girlfriend.