2133

3.13 Offended

-SHADY IS IN THE HOUSE!!! 313!!!! Please comment. I like hearing what you think about what is happening in the 2133 universe.-

"Good. She will be living with us for a little while," Mr. James announced. He was casually sitting at his office desk.

His son looked bemused, but Stella had a different opinion. "Who is she to you?"

"She is the friend of a close colleague of mine," he explained. "He will leave town for a little while and has asked me to take care of her. Do not be afraid of her. Nobody will strip you off your position in this house."

I did not want to know what that meant.

Stella relaxed.

"I think I should show the new girl around?" his son suggested.

"I will help you," Stella offered.

"No, you will stay here. Once you finish your job, you can help him all you want," Mr. James said to Stella. What kind of job was he talking about? She looked annoyed, bratty almost, but there was a sense of lust in her eyes.

I followed Stephen around the house. It was almost like the other rich family houses.

I did not know what to feel around him. He seemed to be just like the other guys from the families.

"Have I even introduced myself? My name is Stephen," he said. He pointed at a room. "This is my place."

I crossed my arms.

"We can wait there for Stella. She will not be gone for long," he told me.

I did not have great experiences with rooms like that. "I can wait in her room."

"What is it?" He observed me. "You look distressed."

"I do not know you people. I have to talk to Mr. James soon. How long am I supposed to stay here?" I asked no one in particular. "Who can I trust?"

"There is something else that is bothering you. When I offered you to wait in my room, your face went pale," Stephen said.

"I am a former order, what do you think happened," I muttered.

"That is what this is about?" He seemed annoyed. "Go ask your friend Stella who is the real r.apist in this house."

Stephen stomped into his room and shut the door behind him. I turned around to walk to Stella's room and I almost ran her over.

"What has gotten into him?" she asked. There was some sort of white liquid on her bottom lip. I thought about it, and I realised I knew exactly what kind of liquid that was. It was Mr. James'...

"He told me to ask you about the real r.apist in this house," I replied.

"There are no r.apists in this house. It might seem that way, but I am better off here than at the agency," she revealed. "Stephen is very sensitive concerning that topic."

"Are you and Stephen a thing?"

"No, we have never been. He has done so much for me. He is like a brother. Stephen is a very good guy with a dirty mouth," Stella said and took my hand in her warm hands and led me into his room. Stella licked her lips, and the liquid vanished from her face. "Besides, what kind of girl would that make me, having relations with both son and father? I was impregnated with Stephen's child once, but it was a doctor who had done the job."

Her statement shot bullets straight to my stomach. What kind of girl was I? I had let the guys of the rich families take me in whichever way they wanted and then I begged Mr. Bentley to make love to me. I was a pruriently blasé person.

Forced. I was only indifferent because it was forced. I did not have the power to fight them. I would have gotten punished.

Stephen and Stella both looked at me. I was deep in my thoughts.

"Did I offend you?" Stella asked. I crossed my arms. "I did not mean to. I am sorry. I was very lucky to land here, sometimes I forget how bad other girls have it."

"It is okay," I lied. I was sure that the nightmares would return pretty soon. There was no Mr. Bentley to calm me down for what was to come.

I wanted to know where Mr. Bentley was hiding. Mr. James and I had a lot of things to discuss.