Her Billionaire Roommate

Chapter 3-where she gets wet

I decided to go down the laundry room and talk to Camilla.She was nice,she didn't talk much but she wasn't rude.She also had a beautiful daughter who came with her once since l was here and she was about my age . She was also nice.

"Hey Camilla " l said
"Oh Maria you scared me,l didn't expect you down here" she answered
"Just thought that maybe we could talk and l can help you with the laundry..lm bored " l told her
"You can talk but you know you can't do any work,Mr Anderson strictly gave me orders not to let you do any work " she stated
" but lm bored "l complained again
" yes l know but find something else to watch "she suggested ,she was so overprotective!!
"I hate watching tv alone " l said as l hopped on top of the washing machine,trying to look annoyed.

"Read a book"
"I already finished every book in his collection " l said thinking
" well maybe you could help me with the cooking when he starts going to work" she said
" he goes to work??"l asked and she laughed
"Of course he works,where do you think he gets his money from" she smiled
"Oh" " so why isn't he going to work now?l have been here for almost two weeks and he hasn't gone anywhere " l asked
" he started working from home since you got here"
"But why" l was confused
"You are so silly,to take care of you " l was really confused
"But Camilla,can l ask you something?" I asked
"Anything "
"Don't you find it weird that lm staying here?" I asked as she finished folding cloths from the machine.

"Maria,it's not my position to ask why you are here but what l know is that Mr Anderson is a nice man,and l wouldn't question what he does " she said as she got back to her work
" but does he do this often..l mean taking in strangers in his home?"
"No never,he's a hard guy to impress but you are a nice girl so l wasn't surprised that he wants to take care of you.And l can't say you are a stranger now can l " she said as she picked up the tub and  headed upstairs.l followed her out.

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Dinner time arrived in what seemed like days.l was bored out of my mind and craving a conversation with someone else other than myself. Trevor came down and we ate in silence.l couldn't bring myself to start the conversation.The guy made me uncomfortable,not that it was bad but l couldn't trust myself to say anything because l might say something l will regret.

Just a look of his face alone made me soaking wet.I know l didn't have a chance,he was hot and rich and l knew he wouldn't even glance at the likes of me.l was an average Jane.l wasn't bad looking or anything but l couldn't compare myself to him.He probably dated Miss United States or something.

"Uh yeah ,what?" I didn't even know he was talking until l noticed his lips moving.
"I asked how your day was" he asked again
"It was fine"l shrugged
"Only fine?what's wrong?" He genuinely seemed concerned.
"Nothing is wrong really,but l just feel weird staying here and doing nothing..l know l know before you say lm not well enough to work,but lm fine,l feel fine.It wouldn't hurt for me to at least make my own meals." I exhaled
"I didn't know you felt that way" he said
"Really" l said sarcastically
"Maria, lm just trying to follow the doctors orders " he said
"Okay okay fine." I stood up and started clearing the table.
"Camilla can do that" he said and l gave him a disbelieving look
"This is what lm talking about..you make me feel like lm disabled,l have been working all my life.lm not going to die just because l cleared the table !!" I dropped the plates and ran to my room.Urghh he could be so frustrating.

After a few minutes someone knocked on my door
"Come in" l knew it was him.Maybe he wanted to throw me out.Oh Shit! I screamed at him,maybe he doesn't like to be screamed at.Im really in trouble,l have no job and no place to stay.Where am l going to stay?

I don't know what I would do if he throws me out. I have nowhere to go, no apartment,no friend,oh my God, I'll be living in the streets, I'm going to be homeless! My heart started to beat out of my chest just imagining it.

What if someone kidnapped me and sold me to be a sex slave? I have read many books about homeless women being sold because noone looks for them, and I have noone.
I have to apologise.