𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝑩𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆

||6||Spend a night

“Aunt Daisy,” Red chirped. “How is my dress?” She was getting ready to go to Adam's home. His chauffeur had already come to pick her up.

“You look beautiful, sweetheart.” Daisy placed a kiss on her temple.

Red smiled widely, “Thank you!”

“You know I was quite worried thinking about what I should wear. Finally, I chose this one, the only good dress I have.” Red combed her hair once again and turned to Daisy, “Okay, I am going.”

“I am also coming with you.” Daisy said instantly. She was not sure about his intentions. She could not risk her life.

“No, no, no....he specially mentioned to me I should come alone. What if he doesn't like it?” Red said remembering his words.

“But you are alone,” Daisy pointed out.

Red placed her hands on her shoulders, “Aunty it's ok. I can manage everything. I am a big girl.” She assured me.

“No, I won't let you go alone.” Daisy said sternly.

“Trust me, I can manage myself and do not worry I will be back soon.” Red kissed her cheek and walked away, “I am going.....bye....”

Daisy could not find peace in her words. Red was an innocent girl. She did not know anything about the cruel world. She had not seen a world other than her orphanage.

Daisy had decided something in her mind after she left there.

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Red awfully stared at his home with her slightly opened mouth. It's actually Adam's father, Richard Davidson's home. Now it owned the richest arrogant Adam who tainted this home as a bar or even worse a brothel.

The chauffeur led her to him where he was waiting for her. She could not get enough time to roam her eyes on the things which were beautifully arranged in as she was guided by the chauffeur to a room.

She looked up to him because she was confused why he did bring her here. Chauffeur opened the door for her, “Sir is waiting for you.”

“Here?” Red peeked into the room.

“Yes!” Chauffeur replied and left there.

Red reluctantly got inside and found he was indeed waiting there.

“Good evening, Mr. Davidson.” She said meekly.

“Good evening, Red.” He stood up and walked over to her.

“If I am right this is not the place where my job discussion was supposed to be taken.” Red took a look around his bedroom.

He stopped a few inches away from her making her take two steps back, “You are terribly wrong, Red.” An evil smile added to his beauty, “No place will be better than this to explain your job.”

She was perplexed. “My job as a maid?” She thought he might give her job as a maid because of her less qualification.

He chuckled, “I like your innocence.”

She felt uncomfortable in front of him as his eyes were boring holes into her body. “Can you please tell me what my job is?”

“How old are you?” He asked completely ignoring her request.

“Eighteen, why did you ask my age? I am not old enough for that job?” She asked.

“You are very much qualified.” He moved close to her, “But you are too innocent for that. Never mind! I would like to taste fresh rather than someone else's leftovers.” He inhaled deeply as his hand brushed her hair.