Cruel Beauty

Homecoming

 You follow her out and get into the car with her, the oversized sunglasses shield her eyes from your view. 'Do not think to address me in that manner again.' she speaks sternly. 'Whatever do you mean Baroness?' you simper innocently. The Baroness whips the sunglasses off of her face. 'Do not act the fool with me, girl. I know you were trying to goad me in there.' You turn to look at her. 'Okay, so in the future you can't just let the big boss men talk over the top of you while you pick a pretty handbag.' You smile. The Baroness flares her nostrils. 'Right, let us get something straight right now, I do not care that you are yet another one of my husband's conquests who has wriggled her way into an employment contract. Do you think you are special? That he is in love with you?' she cracks a bitter laugh. 'The only person Wilhelm cares about is himself, and you'd be wise to remember that. Your station is as my serving maid do not forget that, you are here to serve and be silent.' she snaps. You blink at the harshness of her temperament. 'Okay, got it, inspiring talk.' You reach over patting her arm and turn away. Victoria huffs in anger. 'John, Hellman Hall, now.' she orders, and you are both driven back to the grand manor.

You hear Monique and Dan in one of their rooms chatting and decide to go to them to vent. You see the top of Dan's head she is lying horizontally across her bed. Monique is frantically trying to scrub out soot from under her nails she looks filthy. 'What a day.' You flop back onto the bed lying horizontally opposite Danielle you are both staring at the ceiling. 'Tell me about it, my back is killing me. Do you know that Snooty Cow had me do the work it normally takes all three stable boys to do? My entire body aches and all I can smell is horse barn and manure.' she grimaces.'C'est affreux! It won't come off, it won't come off!' Monique exclaims frantically scrubbing her nails, her skin, and her hair, but the soot is all over her. 'What happened to you?' Dan asks giving you a gentle nudge. 'She took me on a little day trip, I think it was her way of showing off, I have my own fashion brand, I'm all rich and powerful, you are a lowly little peasant with nothing. 'The move was so obviously a power play to psychologically remind me I'm beneath her. All for what? She is not so different from us, okay she's from a snobby middle-class background. She still is another woman who spread her legs for him, she just got lucky he put a ring on it.' You pout.

'Don't worry kid, we'll get her back, and then some.' Danielle pats your knee. 'I know Wilhelm is just a shark, playing with the affections of women. That's just a typical man thing, in my heart, I always knew he'd fuck me over. But her? I've never met anyone like her she's such an arrogant ice queen!' You punch the bed angrily. 'There are three of us and one of her, I am willing to bet we can put her in her place.' Danielle smiles to herself. 'I just want to punch her stupid smirking red lips.' you reply angrily. Monique continues to frantically scrub her fingernails as she looks out of the window to the grounds below. 'It looks like thee, 'usband is home.' Danielle sits up. 'The Baron is back?' Monique nods. 'Oui, I see his car is coming up thee driveway now.' Dan walks up behind her. 'That's odd, he said he wouldn't be back until next week. I wonder what he is here for' she speaks more to herself. You don't care, they can pine over the useless German fuckwit all they want, but your focus is on his trophy wife. You can not recall another time in your life when anyone had made you so damn right furious.

'I think after the day we have all had, we need a treat.' Danielle declares. You look over at her quizzically. 'What sort of treat?' Danielle grins opening a hidden panel in her room wall revealing a few bottles of wine. 'Wine time!' she announces enthusiastically. Monique's eyes light up. 'This is why we are friends.' she gives Dan two air kisses and a smile spreads across your face. 'Where did you get them?' Dan smirks. 'Those two idiots have more money than sense, they never notice the wine going missing from the cellar I nick a bottle every now and then. I reckon I deserve a little work compensation, we all do, don't you agree?' You roll over onto your stomach grinning up at your new friends. 'Let's do wine time.' You wiggle your eyebrows.