Hidden Slave - On Hold - Ongoing

Chapter Four

Chapter Four

Along the long and lavish hallway to the manager’s office, which was on the top floor of the Skyline Blue Casino, a beautiful woman wearing a halter-neck sky blue dress stood talking to several other women, all from different backgrounds.  The dress only went to her knees and flowed elegant over her wide hips.  The top of the dress was cut low and exposed her large cleavage and the small gold heart pendant she was wearing.  Her skin was pale and her copper brown hair was up in a bun on the top of her head. 

The other women were wearing blue maid uniforms with the words ‘Skyline Blue’ stitched into the fabric above the pocket of their shirt.  All of the maids had a walkie talking hanging from their belts.  The woman wearing the sky-blue dress had a small wireless earpiece with a microphone on it, placed in her right ear.

A gentle beep came from the earpiece and a woman’s high-pitched voice said through it annoyed, “Melanie... Jones wants to see you.”

Mel let a loud sigh and excused herself politely from the other ladies she was speaking with.  She made her way back into the office at the end of the hallway.  She looked at the woman who was sitting behind the counter harshly.  

She was in her mid twenties and was wearing a black Lolita dress.  Even with her sitting down in the seat behind the reception desk, it was easy to see that she was very thin and short.  Her nose and cheeks were sharp and her lips plump and engorged.  She’d obviously had plastic surgery on them and it only made her look more hideous and fake. 

The blonde haired woman speedily placed the receiver of the phone down and looked at Mel with her arms crossed.  “He’s not happy you left your station. He had to call me up here to find you because he couldn’t leave the client,” she said, her very squeaky voice going straight through Mel.  It was like someone dragging their nails slowly down a chalkboard, only much worse.

“I told him that the maids needed to discuss a few things with me.  He knew exactly where I was Brittany!” Mel groaned.

“Yeah well, how was I supposed to know?  He just called me up here saying he needed to speak with you urgently.  Not my fault I didn’t get the memo you were speaking with the help.”

“God!  You are such a snob, just because he’s your dad!” Mel yelled, slamming her fists down on the reception counter. 

Brittany was Mr. Jones’s daughter, well, one of them.  He’d been married three times in the last 30 years.  He’d had around eight children, not all of them to his wives mind you.  Brittany had been an only child to his first wife.  She’d grown up with everything she’d ever wanted or asked for because her father was one of the richest men in the world, and it went straight to her head.  She acted just like the spoilt brat she was.

“Believe me.  I wish he wasn’t my dad.  He’s so damn old… I don’t know what my mum saw in him,”  Brittany said arrogantly as she stood out of the swivel desk chair and walked around the counter to the door out of the office.  “He’s waiting for you in his office.”

Mel sighed, rubbing her temples as Brittany exited.  “If he wasn’t your dad you wouldn’t be as rich as you are you stupid girl,” she whispered under breath and made her way towards the door at the back of the reception area, going into Mr. Jones office.

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“Ahh… Melanie.  Good to see you could make it finally,” Mr. Jones’s old and croaky voice said as Mel walked into his office.

“Please make it quick Mr. Jones.  The Maids still need to discuss a few things with me about the…” Mel began to speak in annoyance, but then she stopped speaking and stood frozen in place.  She could see a man sitting in the lounge chair in front of Mr. Jones’s desk, his back facing her.