CHAPTER FIFY-SEVEN: HIS...SON?

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"Did you use my shampoo?"  His husky voice whispered as he pressed his bulge into my ass and immediately, my body tensed up as I

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"Did you use my shampoo?"  His husky voice whispered as he pressed his bulge into my ass and immediately, my body tensed up as I...I felt...it...

In silence, I slowly breathed out.

Though I may have looked like I was now panicking from the outside, Inside, my brain was at work, calmly trying to figure out what exactly was happening.

At first I became very puzzled and confused as to what his  words meant  however, it was only seconds after that my memory ,from earlier, returned and at that my eyes widened as I realized what I had done.

I...I used his...shampoo, didn't I?

I was utterly shocked by this however, I did not believe that It was exactly my fault because I had no idea that it belonged to him.

I...I thought it was just some random shampoo...and so, I paid no mind to really think about it., and thus, ahead and used it...An action of mine, which I now had regretted...

It had now been a couple of seconds that had passed, almost a minute now, and I was yet to answer the question he asked..

Mr. Mariano on the other hand seemed as if he had become impatient with anger as his scary gaze bore through my back.

Seeing this, I swallowed my spit as I was now engulfed in fear. However, this time I attempted to remain calm for I did not want to begin packing again as I knew that this could lead to being punished again. So, in silence, I quickly came up with an answer...one that would be the solution to this.

I shook my head.

Without carefully considering my  actions, my eyes abruptly shut as I quickly shook my head, another action of mine that I was hoping this time, I would not regret doing.

I lied.

Indeed, I did shake my head but my response was...'No'.

And yes,  I had considered telling the truth and I should have; however, knowing the consequences that may come with it, made me more than a little frightened.

I feared the amount of trouble I would be in if he found out. So I chose to lie instead, despite knowing that this would only bring more trouble upon me.

A stupid action of mine, I would say and you would agree too but at the time, I thought that this was the only way to avoid trouble...

'If it was never done, then no need to be punished for it' This was my logic and thus, I answered with a lie..

And now,  I could only rely on hope, that the answer I gave would be convincing enough and that I would be saved from trouble Itself.

Unfortunately, as you should have realized by now, Luck had not often  been on my side and even up to this very day, the god of Luck had yet to appear and bless my life.

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