His Maid
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Marley Lea, didn't think she would end up pregnant at 24 by her boss who has a fiancé. But she also didn't think that he would fire her and deny everything she tells him. Over two years away from him she had little to no money, she had to find a way to pay the rent and no matter the cost she would do it. The food she made would go to her son and she would eat the leftovers, which wasn't a lot. When she goes back to her ex-boss to give him her son so he can have the life he needs, she is surprised that he offers her a job as his personal maid. ---------------- "You're so skinny." His eyes trailed down my body, my joggers were almost twice my size and the bra I had on was about two sizes too big. I immediately felt disgusted by my body and I tried to pull my hand out of his grasp to cover up but his grip tightened. "Please let go." I whimpered, my eyes darted to the floor away from his eyes, so I can't see the disgust behind them. His grip loosened but he never let go, his other hand took hold of my chin which made me flinch back and look into his eyes, I could see the pain and hurt behind them. "What have I done to you?" He croaked. I saw a tear slide down his cheek, I brought my other hand up to his cheek and wiped it away, the corner of my lips tugged into a toothless smile. "You broke me."
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I stop at the last room, stare at the number on the door and crosscheck it with the one with me. I stuffed the paper away and ready myself for what lies behind the closed door. I lean on the door for a while and could hear voices but were incoherent. I tap twice on the door and the voices stopped. I repeated the process and received a response that sounded more like Hillary's voice. "Who is it?" He asked from behind the door. I knocked back instead, I didn't trust myself to sound differently. The door flew open in a second and I quickly wedge the door with my leg to prevent him from shutting it on my face. His face went pale on seeing me. I scanned him from head to toe. He was only in his brief. He tried blocking my view with his body but I push him aside forcefully. "Who is at the door, love?" Love? What a joke! Both our eyes snapped in the direction of the voice. I thought I heard my heart leap but not for joy, in pains. It was as though a knife was scrolled into my chest. "This is your Ghana?" I scoffed and walked past him in the direction of the voice, "I was at the door" I said catching her attention... • • • • • A charming couple (Nick and Lauren ) had to navigate their way out of a storming marriage that was once cemented by love. A single mistake is about to pull the string of their marriage apart. °°°°

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