Maid to Serve Them

Chapter 10

I've already memorized names and room numbers, we have more guests than space, where will the rest be sleeping? My eight bosses stand beside me waiting. The Frenchman are still in their beds, I need to clean one of their rooms, but in what time?

"Master?" I ask.

"What is it Miss Mooney?" Vlad answers since he's the closest to me.

"Where are all the guests staying, there aren't enough room."

"The cabins." Vlad answers, "Miss Wood cleans those."

"Oh, thank you master." So I won't be showing them to their rooms, or cleaning, thank the gods for the small things. I put on a big smile when I hear the front door open. The Brazilian guest I determine right away.

"Dom, old friend." The woman I assume is Baliena cries, she's taller than me at least 5'8", she's stunning with long brown hair and golden eyes, those can't be natural. She embraces each man affectionately, the rest of her entourage come in with big smiles. Great the brought more whores, just men as well this time.

Dominick summons me to follow him to the sitting room. I take their orders two by two and rush to get them all filled, with an odd request for a 2020 wine. Which I find weird but maybe not all wine needs to be aged.

The guests arrive one after the another, all bringing in companions as I over heard Baliena call them to Jack. Tonight is the great feast, though no one is eating. Tomorrow is for the business side of the trip and Thursday is another party.

One of the female companions stays quite close to me, "When do the serve dinner?" She asks.

I grin at her, "I'm not sure but I was wondering the same thing. If you ask your master I'll take you to the kitchens myself."

The woman comes back a few moments later, "He says we'll eat together." With a roll of her eyes, "My master has never eaten in front of me. If I didn't know any better I'd swear he's a vampire."

I snort a laugh, "That's funny, I've over heard the staff say the same thing."

"Miss Mooney," Henry growls.

"Yes master?"

"Please come with me, I need a vintage in the warehouse."

"Of course master."

I follow him outside, we're quiet on the walk to the warehouse. "So can I ask what the great feast is?"

"It seems you have already. I won't give you an answer. When we get back you'll work at the pool house for a while."

I wrinkle my nose thinking of last night, "Do you think that there will be activities happening in there again?"

He laughs, "Why do you think I brought you here?"

"You don't needing anything from the warehouse?" After thinking about it, I let out a hiss. Bridger is probably fucking a companion.

I glare at him, "Why aren't you taking part in the... festivities?"

He bites his lip, a hint of canine showing, "What game are you playing at? You're a simple maid yet you act like you can have any of us."

"I do no such thing master."

He narrows his eyes. "For some reason I desire a taste of you as my brothers have had."

I raise a brow and turn away, "No."

"You'd say no to your master." He growls, I gasp as he throws me to the ground, straddling my hips. My heart beats out of control, this is so wrong and so sexy.

"No," I growl out, "You cannot take whatever you want." He brings his head down to me, I turn my head to the side. I feel teeth bite into my neck, I let out a scream, he silences me with a hand over my mouth. When he releases my neck he turns my head, his mouth is clean. He brings his lips to mine and I bite him.

He reels back smiling, gets up and off me and pulls me to my feet. "Would you like something to drink?"

I'm a little dizzy, "Yes." I spit out, pissed with him. I feel my neck, a small amount of blood is left on my hand. He starts leading me to the pool house but I stop him. "If you lay a hand on me again without my permission, I will cut it off. No matter your wealth." I punch him in the nose sending blood spraying.

And he just laughs at me, blood pouring down his face, then slowing to a trickle and stopping as I watch. "Perhaps I misjudged you, maybe you are a match for me."

I point at his nose, "I'll do it again." I warn, spinning around and going to the pool house by myself. I help myself to a shot of vodka, I feel fingers at my wound and turn ready to punch Henry again.

"Easy killer, what happened?" Forest growls, "Who touched you?"

"Henry assulted me," I growl back, taking another shot.

Forest comes closer, "We can do without you for the rest of the night. Go take care of this, I'll see to it that Henry is punished."

"No need," I giggle from the alcohol. "I punched him in the nose and threatened to cut his hand off. I'm no one's victim."

Forest nods, and I head to my bedroom, alone at last.