Chapter 7
FIRST TIME
Her heart pounded like an athlete who has just finished a relay race. As those words continuously echoed into her ears, 'Your bags are well arranged; are you going somewhere?'
She squinted; that question sounds like the woman was aware of her plans to run already. But notwithstanding, she gathered all confidence and answered,
"No ma'am. That's how I love arranging my things whenever I'm less busy."
"I see, maybe that's one of the reasons my son is head over heels for you," Mrs. Vans said jokingly, and they both laughed.
She stayed in Viola's room till around past six.
"Leonardo and I have decided that we will go visit your parents tomorrow."
"Ma'am, m-my***" Viola stammered as she looked for an excuse not to take them to her home.
"No need to worry about yourself, my dear. We're not asking for your hand in marriage! It is only right and has always been a tradition of this house before you came that we find a day and know the base of our domestic staff. So we're only doing the usual." Mrs. Vans explained as she saw the panic in Viola's eyes.
Viola nodded and forced a smile on her gloomy face.
But how come Leo never gave her a hint of that decision?
"Viola, you have to be careful with this woman. It's highly impossible that someone who hates you so much just a moment ago would turn to love you dearly in less than 24 hours." A voice whispered in her thoughts as she watched Mrs. Van leave.
"Mrs. Vans, thank you so much for everything. Our daughter has told us a lot about you. You're indeed a nice person." Viola's mother commented while they were about to leave.
"You see, I told you that she must change her mind about you."
"Yeah, you were right. I've always loved and admired your mother since the day I woke up to her sight at the hospital." Viola commented.
"I know my mother; she has no choice but to always agree to what I love." Leonardo whispered to her ears when they got back to the mansion.
"From today, you ceased to be the gardener girl. We're going to employ someone else." He added.
"Huh, then of what use am I in this house if I don't do anything?" Viola asked, feeling nervous.
"From today henceforth, you'll be the only one cooking for Leonardo. Isn't that okay by you?" His mother chipped in from the staircase.
"Wow, thanks for the promotion, ma'am." Viola's thin voice echoed with a smile on her face as she lifted it up to look at Mrs. Vans.
Seeing the nervousness in her, Leo wrapped his hand around her waist and kissed her on the forehead. "You deserve to be treated like a queen. I love you, Viola." He lowered his head and said.
Viola felt a cold breeze over her body; the passionate peg threw some freezing sensation into her.
She took a deep breath when she heard a voice from behind, "Awww, com'on! You guys should have some regards for this old woman standing here." Mrs. Vans chuckled.
They all creased at her words, and Viola shyly hid her face on his soft chest as he gave her a warm embrace.
"Stop acting up and help him with his coat to his room." Mrs. Vans said casually.
"Yeah, mother is right," Leo answered without much waste of time.
Gosh! Everything was just happening too fast.
Viola shyly took his coat, which was hung on his shoulders, and navigated to his room.
Leo watched her with rays of smiles as she marched gently towards his room.
The gentleness she applied when she got to the door almost made him laugh out loud—opening the door carefully as if she were afraid of someone watching her.
"Oh my gosh! This is heaven on earth!" Viola said at the sight of the room.
That was her first time stepping into such a beautiful apartment in her entire life. .The tiles, the fragrance of different perfumes oozing out, and the neatly arranged room were too perfect to describe.
"Poor Viola, don't worry, this room shall be your room in no distant time." He said and ascended the staircase behind her.
"Oh my gosh!" Viola startled as she opened the door and saw Leonardo standing.
"W–when did you get in here?"
He wasn't too fast to give her an answer. He placed his two hands on her and said softly, "Calm down, Viola. Relax and feel free; this is as well your room."
Viola froze
No word was forthcoming from her lips.
Before she knew it, a soft hand was wrapped around her waist, followed by soft lips kissing her on the forehead.
Viola's heart raced, and she took a deep breath.
The kisses gradually flowed down to lips, and she was caught in a moment of utmost desire for him inside of her.
Slowly pushing her back, Viola landed on his big sofa, and his hands gradually navigated in between her thighs.
In a short moment, her clothes were off her body, and there she lay beneath the handsome billionaire, while she moaned softly as he thrust in and out of her.
"He'll only use her to warm his bed,
Until she joined the que of those ladies he had denied their pregnancy, her eyes would clear." Those words echoed in her ears the moment he pulled in his co*k into her juicy punani and she pushed him off that he nearly fell to the ground.
"V-viola, is everything okay?" He asked slowly.
I need to go. This is a mistake!" Viola sputtered and stumbled out of the bed, covering her nakedness with the heavy duvet. She rushed to the bathroom with her clothes and dressed up.
"Oh no! Viola, you fucked up! You fucked up big time!!" She scolded herself.
Leo put on his pants and sat on the bed, confused at what could really be the problem.
He saw Viola move out with Race from the bathroom and heading towards the door.
"Get out of my way, Leonard! She screamed and tried to push him aside as he blocked her way out of the room.
"You're not going anywhere, Viola. Unless you tell me what your problem is!"
She stood still and looked into his eyes; her eyes slowly began to turn red with tears gatherin
g around. "So how's my own going to be? You'll also deny me when I get pregnant."