Stupid House
Stupid Rules
So, so stupid!
It's not his fault anyway. It's all my father's fault for trying to be what he isn't with someone else's money.
"Does your finger still hurt?" Maryann asked, pointing at my bandaged index finger
"You bet it is" I groaned. Maryann, even though she's 7 years older than I am, has become my close friends in few days.
"I still can't believe he was cruel enough to put your finger in that burning coffee." She laughed. "You also seriously didn't make a sound. I'd fucking scream if it were me"
"Not funny" I groaned, looking at my finger again
"I'm sorry. It's just that this is the first time he's so focused on a particular maid" She said. "Hell, this is the first time he's marking someone as his just to turn the person to a slave"
"I wonder why he did that" I sighed. "I miss my mother"
"I'm sorry, baby girl." She patted my shoulder. "Oh shit, I hope that spot doesn't hurt."
"A little. It's turning to some kind of weird symbol" I said, holding out my plate for her
"Yeah, you're really marked" She nodded, putting pancake on my plate.
"What are you doing?" a deep voice asked, making the both of us stand still
"I'm about to eat, Master" I answered, looking down
"And who said you could do that?" He asked
"There wasn't an order that said I couldn't eat" I answered, annoyed at his question. I was still pissed at his previous action days ago. Like I fucking knew the way to his office!
"Did you just talk back at me?" He sneered
"Not at all. I just gave a response" I muttered the second sentence
"Drop that food and go clean all the shoes in that cart." He said, signaling a guard to bring the cart
"Now?"
"Now." He ordered, slamming his hand on the island.
"You've got to be kidding me!" I muttered to myself.
"I dare not find one fucking spot of dirt on those shoes. Also, don't spoil them. They're more expensive than what you're worth. If at all you're worth anything" He said
I freaking swear to God, I will put it to this man very soon.
"Are you cursing me in your head?" He asked, making me stiff. I turned to look at Maryann silently asking her if he reads mind. But she didn't get, she just stared at me weirdly.
"No, master" I shook my head, carrying the cart.
"How are your fingers?" He asked, a bit of concern laced in his voice
"What?" I was unsure of what I heard so I had to ask him again to be sure he said what I think he said
"I don't repeat myself." He frowned. "Why's that still bandaged?"
Thought so, maybe I didn't hear correctly.
"Because it still hurts, Master" I said, mentally rolling my eyes.
"I don't want to see that bandage on your finger again. It's disgusting" He said, walking out
"The guts" I muttered, eyeing him
"At least he didn't give you a time frame" Maryann whispered
"Just chuck a piece of pancake in my mouth" I told Maryann, opening my mouth.
"You can't do that" a male voice roared, interrupting us.
"Totally forgot about the guards" I groaned, dragging myself out of the kitchen.
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"Where's that girl?" A lady barged into the house, startling me.
"Good day, Ma'am?" I greeted, unsure of how to address her
"Jadelyn Thompson?" She asked, disgust clearly written on her face as she stared at me.
"The one and only" I muttered to myself before yelling out a "Yes ma'am"
"You're the slut who made my son mark you. Did you use black magic on my poor 34 years old son?" She charged at me, making me step back.
34 years??? Fuck! That man is 10 years older than I am and doesn't look it one bit
"I don't understand what you're accusing me of, ma'am" I said, a bit scared at the way she was charging at me.
"Of course, you'll never understand. They never understand" she scoffed. "I heard you are being used as security for the loan your father took. Poor thing" She stopped in front of me
"Yes ma." I nodded. I was already getting tired of this story of my life being read out to me.
"And that's all you'll ever be. An exchange for payment of unpaid loan. Worthless. I mean, what parent give out their precious child to vultures?" She sneered
My parents. I wanted to say.
Wait did she just refer to her family as vultures? Damn girl, one point for you. Absolutely right.
"Unfortunately, I'm not their precious child." I said. I was trying to curtail my anger towards the master's mother.
"Did you just talk to me like that?" She asked, digging her manicured nail into my wrist.
"How... I..."
"What's going on here?" Romano yelled. "Mother?"
"Have you not taught this girl respect?" His mother yelled, letting go of my wrist.
Fuck! That'll leave a mark.
"How did you talk to my mother?" He asked, charging at me.
"I.. I didn't talk to her anyhow" I stuttered, my voice shaking with fear
"Are you accusing me of lying? Is that so?" His mother scoffed, shaking her head
"No!" I shook my head immediately.
"You will apologize to my mother this instant!" He yelled, gripping my hair.
"I didn't do anything" I cried in pain as I held his hand. "You're hurting me"
"You need to learn your place in this house!" His mother yelled, pointing at me.
"I'm sorry ma!" I yelled
"No, that's not how it's done. Kneel" He said, throwing me on the floor.
"I..." I sniffed, holding back my tears that were threatening to fall. "I'm sorry ma"
"Let this be the last time you disrespect me!" She said, holding my chin as she digged her nails into my chin.
"Yes ma" I nodded
"Satisfied, mother?" He asked, not sparing me a single glance.
"I am." She said, throwing my face away.
"Now, stand up!" He yelled. I quickly stood up, bringing my face down. I quickly cleaned the lone tear that escaped.
"You couldn't even get me a glass of water. You just started talking back at me" His mother said, acting innocent.
"I'm sorry" I bowed, not wanting to argue anymore. I just need to treat the slight bruise on my wrist
"You're bleeding? I don't want anything from you please!" His mother yelled irritatedly.
"She's bleeding? Where?" Romano asked, holding my arm and spinning me around.
"It's nothing" I shook my head, hiding my bleeding kneel.
"You're stupid to let yourself get injured. Why are you so soft!" He gripped my hand, raising my gown up to expose my bruised knee
"I'll take care of it myself" I snapped, snatching my hand away from his
"Jadelyn..."
"Please excuse me. I beg to take my leave" I bowed before going. This was too much for me to handle.
"Jadelyn!" He yelled, making me stop
"Yes, master" I said, sighing
"Make sure you clean a room for my mother to stay!" He added
"No, clean a room for the master's fianceé who will be coming in tomorrow." His mother yelled
"Yes ma" I said, nodding before taking my leave.
"Who?" I heard Romano asked
"Vivian Dolce. Don't you remember?" His mother asked. "We talked about this"
Vivian Dolce?
As in, My Best Friend?