At The Mall
Brian recalled himself and answered quickly, "You are qualified, my dear."
She breathed freely and remained calm. Shortly after, they were in the mall. He drove to the car park and parked while his security guards parked too. She tried to open the door but he stopped her.
"Kindly wait for me. I will do that for you."
She stopped and looked at him as he unfastened his seatbelt. He got out of the car, walked to her side, and opened the door. He looked into her eyes and held the door for her.
"Thank you, for this, Boss," she said and got out.
"Consider it as nothing," Brian responded and shut the door.
Despite her poor outfit and the difference in their status, he walked proudly with her and led her to the mall.
"Get the groceries I will be with you shortly," he said and walked to the other side of the mall to get a wedding proposal ring.
"I got you, Boss."
He returned after a few minutes and waited for her at the counter. Shortly after, she joined him with the groceries; he paid for them, and they left.
At Brian's House
"The janitor will take care of the stuff," he informed her when she got out of the car and tried to walk to the trunk.
"I got it," she said and followed him.
They got to the kitchen and he showed her the apron.
"Do you need my assistance?" He asked while she tried to put it on.
She refuted by shaking her head and began her work.
"Your fruits will be ready in a short while," she promised.
"Okay," he said and walked back to the parlor
Now, the urge to be intimate with her increased and he feared that it may be detrimental to their relationship. So, he walked to the room, hid the proposal ring on the headboard, and changed to his sporting attire.
Likewise, he walked to the walkout room and engaged himself with an exercise. He was on his treadmill and could not take his mind off her but it was better than sitting in the parlor and doing nothing. After some time, she served the fruits on the dining table and looked around.
"Where is he?" She asked herself when she could not find him.
She was wondering where he could be when she heard music playing in one of the rooms. Likewise, she walked to the door and was enraptured by what she saw. His exposed hairy legs and arms sent an unexplainable sensation all over her. Instantly, she experienced some hardness and wetness in her nipples and lady parts respectively. With her mouth open, she forgot that she was there to invite him to the dining table.
Meanwhile, despite the air-conditioner, he was sweating and raised his jersey to his chest. She saw his six-pack stomach which was extremely well-balanced.
"He is lovely," she praised him and momentarily forgot that she was an ordinary chef.
Nevertheless, he continued exercising even when he was tired. Suddenly, his bracelet fell off his hand and he stopped. Since he was alone, he was not bothered about his erect penis and got down from the treadmill to pick it up.
He was surprised to see her and pulled down his jersey to cover his stomach at once. Valerie felt awkward to be caught peeping, especially by her Boss. She pretended not to see anything and stated her mission.
"The fruit is ready, Boss," she announced and walked back to the kitchen.
The disorganized Brian was mute because he could not tell for how long she had been standing there or what she saw. Nevertheless, seeing her face had worsened his case by increasing his sexual urge.
"My goodness! I hope she did not see this?" He looked at his erect penis and mumbled.
To ease off himself, he walked to the toilet, urinated, and took a warm bath. Afterward, he drank a bottle of water and felt better. He got to the dining table and saw the fruits and nuts.
"This is nice," he said and invited her to join him.
"Okay, Boss," she said and obeyed just as Jane instructed her.
They looked away the moment their eyes met and were quiet. Brian observed that she was nervous and urged her, "You are a good girl, Valerie. Eat your fruits."
She pouted, wiped the sweat on her forehead, and began to eat.
After the meal, she appreciated him, "Thank you for the meal, Boss."
He smiled softly and responded, "You don't need to bother yourself. You can call me, Brian. Okay?"
"Okay, Brian."
Now, she was confused and calm at the same time. After some minutes, she asked, "Did I pass the test, Brian?"
"Shhhh," he placed his index finger on her lips to stop her from talking too much.
"You have worked too much today. You need rest."
She locked eyes with him and stopped. Likewise, he led her to the parlor and they watched the television together. In a short while, she slept off.
"Beautiful girl," he mumbled after looking at her face.
Likewise, to ensure that she would sleep comfortably and not have neck aches, he carried her to his bedroom and lay her on the bed. With glee, he admired her beautiful face again and gave her a peck on her temple.
"I love you, my wife," he said to himself.
Afterward, he returned to the parlor and worked from there.
To his vexation, he got a call from Jane and picked it up.
"What is the matter with you, Jane? Do you want to disrupt my interview?" He barked and cut the call.
Nevertheless, his voice was capable of scaring anyone and Jane shivered. He hissed and went back to work.
Due to exhaustion, Valerie woke up after three hours, refreshed and invigorated. She was surprised to see herself in a beautiful bedroom. Unaware of how she got to the bed, she called out in trepidation, "Jane."
At The Paschal Miller Family House
The disgruntled Jane got back home with a long face. To nurse her wound, she walked towards her room to rest but she was greeted by her twelve-year-old brother, Sean.
"Good morning, Big sister. We are starving," he reported.
Jane, who was starving as well glared at him and walked on. Sean was aware of his father's hatred for him but he loved him and felt bad whenever he was uncared-for. They felt Valerie's absence because there was nothing for his father to eat.
"Big sister, Father had not eaten anything since morning."
Instantly, she halted and vented her ire on him.
"How is that supposed to be my business? What of Mom?" she barked.
"Mom is not back yet," he informed her.
She would rather starve than cook because she was an awful cook. To avoid appearing stupid before her brother, she feigned more anger to cover up her incapability. Likewise, she sized him up and down before warning him.
"As you can see, I'm tired out and need to get a good rest. You must not disturb me."
"What about…?"
Before he could complete his question, she walked into her room and banged the door.
"Valerie, where are you?" He grumbled in despair and walked back to the boys' quarters which served as his father's chamber.
He looked at his old and weak face and assured him, "Hold on, Father. I will get something for you."
He ignored his offer and scowled down at him. All the same, Sean walked to the kitchen and everything appeared strange to him. He opened the fridge and was lucky to see the remnant of the food that Valerie prepared the previous night. Although little and would not serve them, he microwaved it and served his father.
"Get up and eat Father," he requested.
Sean was not aware that his starving father only recognized people by their voices and was disgusted when he heard a different voice from Valerie's. He attempted to get up but could not. Valerie would have helped him to get up without asking questions.
"Do you need help, Father?" Sean asked with concern and he did not answer him.
He walked to his bed, put his hands beneath his shoulders, and lifted him. When he successfully made him sit properly, he drew the center table closer to him and requested, "Kindly eat."