Chapter 5

• On the second floor, there were two bedrooms, but only one was available, and the other was locked and bolted. He told me not to touch anything in his bedroom and to leave as soon as I had taken some of his clothes.
• I went through his closet and tried on his t-shirts and long sleeves. The man was tall, and when I wore one of his t-shirts, it went all the way down to my knees, as did the long sleeves. I took three of his long-sleeved tops and three of his t-shirts.
• I was about to leave when I changed my mind and went to check out his bathroom. It had a hot and cold shower, as planned, and I was eager to clean up before heading out. Before I started taking off my clothes and turning on the water, I locked the door.
• The hot shower water soothed my exhausted body and relaxed my senses. I splurged on Dom’s shower gel because it could be my first and last time using it. I took my time washing my whole body because the next few days would be all about safeguard and warmth.
• That dreadful man!
• As soon as I finished taking a quick shower, I dried myself with a towel and went outside to put on something to wear. “Oh my God!” I exclaimed upon seeing Dominic inside the room, and he wasn’t pleased to see as well.
• Dominic’s eyes widened in surprise to see me with just a towel, and I attempted to cover my nakedness with my hands. I obviously locked the door before entering the shower; how did he get in? He averted his gaze before shouting at me inside the bedroom, his booming voice was deafening, but I was unfazed.
• “What do you think you’re doing?” He inquired.
• “Can you please step outside for a moment while I change?” I asked him to leave me alone for a moment or two, but he just narrowed his eyes at me. “Please?”
• “Why should I do anything like that? This is my room,” he reminded me that I, not he, was the intruder.
• As a result, he decided to be obstinate. Okay, fine. That was something I could handle. I picked one of his dark polo shirts to hide my bare breasts later on. “I need you to go out and buy me something to wear. “I can't go for days without underwear,” I told him as I stood at the entrance, ready to leave.
• “Do you really need to tell me that?” He yelled at me.
• “You are my employer now,” I told him.
• "You!" Get out of here. Immediately!” He yelled, and I dashed outside as fast as I could. I couldn't figure out why he became so agitated that he scowled at me as though he wanted to punch me. Was it wrong of me to tell him about my requirements? After all, he was my boss, and he was the only one who could give me those things...for the time being.
• A few hours later, I saw him coming down the stairs in his pajamas. Even when his hair became unkempt and needed to be washed or combed thoroughly, he was always appealing to the eye. Before I met him, I considered myself immune to men’s charms, but with Dominic, I became silly. For the first time, I could feel the butterflies in my stomach, even if it’s only our first day together.
• “Hello Dom,” I greeted him with the sweetest smile I could muster.
• “What’s for dinner?” He asked.
• “Food,” I replied, and he looked at me as if I transformed into a monster with a head of snakes or scaly skin. “Go and eat your dinner,” I told him, and when he strode towards the dining area, I followed him to serve his drinks. When I arrived in the dining area, I saw him standing beside the table with a look of disgust in his eyes. “Don’t you like it?” I referred to the food on the table.
• “You call this food?”
• “Of course, it’s food.”
• “I don't think it's a good idea to have you with me,” he said, and I looked at him in surprise!
• “Are you going to fire me?”
• “Why not? You’re not doing your job! How dare you serve me with a tuna straight from the can? You can look for another job in the morning,” Dom announced before heading towards the door.
• “Dominic, what you were talking about? You’re going to throw me out on the street? Can you even sleep at night knowing that I could be in danger?”
• “Tell me, Marian, why should I care?”
• “I am your employee!”
• “Just for a few hours and you didn’t do your job well! Look, if you can’t cook, you can be one of my mistresses. That way, you’ll be useful to me,” he announced.
• “Bastard!”
• “Watch your language, young woman! You are in my house, and I can do anything I want to do with you!”
• “Are you a virgin or not?”
• I arched my brows at the guy who seemed more interested to employ me as one of his whores. “Does it make a difference?” I asked.
• “No, not at all.”
• “Great! Going back to our topic earlier, are you really going to fire me?”
• “Yes,” he replied without hesitation, and for a moment, I panicked at the thought of being seen by my father’s men. “My ex will definitely beat me to a pulp if he’s going to see, sir.”
• “So what? You are not my responsibility, Marian. I needed someone to work for me, and you are not the person I need. What’s the sense in keeping you here?”
• “Give me another chance, Dom, please?” If I had to beg him on my knees, maybe I would do it out of desperation. For a moment, Dominic stared at me as if he was considering keeping me in his house. “I may not good at cooking, but I can learn.”
• “So who will teach you?”
• “YouTube,” I replied.
• “Nonsense! Just tend to the garden, and I will hire someone else to do the cooking,” he announced.
• For a moment, I became speechless. Tending the garden shouldn’t be a problem, but I have a phobia of ants. “No, I can’t do the gardening. Can’t you give me another assignment?”
• “I need an additional mistress,” he announced.
• I swallowed the lump on my throat because his constant reminder about his harem of women made me uncomfortable. “I will try to learn everything in a month, Dominic. Can you be patient with me?” I knew that I shouldn’t have asked him to be lenient with me, but it was to prevent more problems in the future. I already lied about my identity, so maybe I should be honest about my domestic work skills.
• “One week,” he negotiated.
• “Two weeks,” I countered.
• “Alright,” he agreed. “I hope you don’t mind me asking, but why you don’t know some of the basic chores? Unless you grew up in a privileged household, then there’s no better excuse why you are so incapable.”
• The way he talked to me was very insulting, and honestly, I was offended. “Incapable? Are you telling me that I’m useless?”
• “Yes. You have no skills, no education, I assumed, and no manners. Now tell me, why should I keep you here?”
• My nostrils flared at the unending insults that he threw into my face, but I couldn’t even talk back at him without exposing who I really was. “You’re rude because you want me to warm your bed,” I told him.
• “Don’t feel so entitled about yourself, Marian, because, in my eyes, you are not special at all. You may have the most beautiful legs in the entire universe, but I want someone with substance, and you lack the qualities that most men would prefer.”
• “For your information, Ethan Salcedo wanted me.”
• “What did you say?” Dominic slightly raised his voice at me, and I wondered why.
• I smirked at him because it was obvious that he felt inferior towards my supposed fiance. I didn’t want to name-drop someone with influence, but Dominic continued to provoke me. “You heard me,” I told him, and then his next reaction befuddled me. “Is there something funny?” I asked when his eyes disappeared from laughing too much.
• “You’re just kidding. I know Ethan, and he will never like someone like you. You know he has high standards for women, especially in bed.”
• “Just like you. If you are friends with him, then what can I expect? Friends of the same feather flock together,” I said.
• “Ouch,” he reacted jokingly while clutching his heart. “Kidding aside, Marian, don’t get your hopes up. People like us marry for money and connections,” he added.
• “Really? No wonder he wanted to be involved with Richard Vera’s daughter,” I said without thinking carefully. Dominic became silent and just stared at me. All of a sudden, he pinned me into the nearest wall. “Let go of me!” I whimpered to get away from him, but his hold was so firm I couldn’t escape.
• “Who are you?” He asked.
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