Dark Chocolate: A BWWM Story

Chapter 3: Greetings

~Amirah's POV~
The sun shined on my eyes as I opened them slowly.

I get up and stretch feeling the tiredness flee from my body, "mmh what time is it?" I mumbled to myself as I got out of bed.

I walked into the bathroom to see a note.

It read 'Dear maid girl, here's a toothbrush, toothpaste, and a face wash now get ready and meet me downstairs.
Ps: there's some clothes in the dresser.'

"Maid girl? Really?" I said to myself as I rolled my eyes and went into the nice bathroom.

I brushed my teeth and proceeded to put mouthwash in my mouth and I shook it around my mouth and spit it out in the porcelain sink.

Reaching, I was about to grab it when I stopped, what the fuck is this? It was a type of face was for somebody Caucasian.

Yeah, that's a hell of a no.

I took the bar of soap and put it on my hand and took the remaining thing soap and put it on my hand, I finished and washed my face.

I went into the draw and saw there wasn't any clean clothes, shit! Should have checked before I got in now I have to go out the room.

Making my way out of the room, I went into the hallway and saw Andrew wasn't there.

Great.

I walked downstairs and looked around. After what seem to feel like hours I came to a room that looked like a gym.

What the fuck?

How much money this motherfucka have?

I walked in and saw just a bunch of men, they were tall, buff, and looked like they'd could rip me half if I made just one wrong move.

From what I soon realized was god was not on my side as all turned to me. The men who were lifting weights, doing push ups and sit up, and the men using the machines all had there eyes on me.

Nervousness filled my body as their eyes just new looked away, one of them finally came up to me.

"Hey sweetheart what are you doing in here?" It's was a tall buff guy with blonde hair with his hair in a man bun.

"I'm sorry for bothering y'all, but um I can't find no clothes and I'm kind of new here. So can you help a sista out?" I asked as he gave a questionable look.

"I guess, um does boss know where your at?" He asked as I sucked my lips into my mouth.

Before I could answer his question someone's hand connected to my shoulder. My eyes went wide as I turned around and made eye contact with the person responsible.

It was 'boss.'

I'm going to die.

He dragged me out the room while I struggled to keep the white towel around me. He slammed my back up against the hard chilly wall.

Sucking in my teeth from the pain and coldness, I was then meet with his dark green eyes as he caged me in with his muscular arms.

"What are you doing in there?" He said through gritting teeth.

"I was trying to look for somebody to get me some clothes. But nobody was there at the door so I went out." I replied just wanting him to chill the hell out.