One way

Chapter 2

Artemisia pov.

I had organized all the shopping in their respective places. I was heading to iron his shirts  and my uniforms . Mike left in rather a hurry , he said a brief hi and bye see you soon beauty .

" where is he? " my boss asked .

"  hes just left"  I said . He looked at me  , a look I couldn't tell what  his mind was thinking .

" its okay , make me some coffee please" he said and walked out. He didnt seem angry though.

I made him coffee and took it to him in his study .  I was about to walk out.

"Artemisia " he said , my name coming out of his mouth sounded like music to my ears.

" yes sir " I replied facing him.

" thank you " he said .  Quite strange but I will let it slide , I dont want to dig into it much .

Today's events kept replaying in my mind ,  his smile a sexy dimple , his hand on my back and him hugging me when I cried  . 

I remembered my parents death anniversary is coming pretty soon . I need to head to their burial ground  in Tampa Florida . I will need to ask my boss for permission. 

The next three days were pretty much normal nothing new , just me on my work and him in his study or out of the house to his office.

  I had just ended my call with Marie , to let her know am okay and the job was great , though I didn't tell her  about the wierd moments I had and that I  fantasize my boss  every night, I prefer to keep the thoughts nicely and safely hidden in my bubble . I was carrying the laundry basket with a set of fresh clean sheets  walking hurriedly  the next thing I know I collided with my boss, I didn't look ahead , it was quite an impact as we ended up falling , he landed on top of me , his phone fell a few feet away.

Honestly speaking if you came and saw the situation your mind would think of something else was happening.

His face was on my chest  my legs were apart his hands on my breasts , my n*****s were hard beneath my bra   . He looked at me , our eyes stuck to each other like glue . The sheets in  laundry basket was scattered  all over ,  I was raging with desire .

"Am I interrupting?" Came out Mike's voice from the far end . My boss got up first he held out his hand . I took it stood up and straightened my skirt . I blushed like a fool , I nervously picked up the sheets and loaded them into the basket  I quickly walked out and got into one of the guest rooms.

What the!  That just didn't happen . How could I be so clumsy . What is happening to me? Why am I crushing on my boss. What would have happened if Mike hadn't walked in ?

I  fixed dinner but my mind was replaying what happened in the morning . My boss was in his study with Mike .  I mishandled the soup in the bowl and it spilled on my skirt ." s**t!" I said . I removed the skirt so that I could  clean it off.

" Sweet mama bear!" Said a familiar voice . Oh! s**t! I forgot I wasn't alone in the house  I was in just my blouse , thigh high  black strap stockings and a thong .  Mike stood next to my boss their jaws dropped  , Oh No!   This is just not my day. I quickly placed my skirt infront to cover my front  I was so embarrassed my face was all pink .

" Am sorry ... the  soup poured on my skirt , I... I took it off to clean it" I said trembling  my eyes glued to the ground . 

I ran off to the nearest room I came across tilting my skirt to the back  that was so embarrasing  I might lose my job for stripping and being clumsy .

I heard a knock on the door.

"Come in " I said .

He walked in , my boss stood holding a skirt on his hands .He handed me the skirt .

" thank you sir , you didnt have to " I said .

" its okay Artemisia " he said.  I smiled at him his blue eyes  drawing me in.

" why dont you come and eat with us Artemisia" he said .

" thank you " I said. He walked out I wore the fresh skirt.

I found them talking about some designs .  I sat at the far end , i just felt like I wasn't fitting in , they are wealthy  am just a maid.

" Come sit here next to me Artemisia" Mike said . I went and  sat next to him , I served myself some rice, beef stew and lasagna .

" so tell me Artemisia , where do you live ?" Mike asked.

"   Park street , Marl apartment " I said . Their looks shifted to surprise.  They knew , everyone knows Marl apartment is a strippers and prostitutes estate .

" Whom do you live with , where are your parents?" My boss asked.

" I live with my guardian , my parents are ... dead" I said.

" am so sorry about that" he said.

" thank you sir" I replied.

" what was the cause of death , if its okay for you to say ." He said.

I closed my eyes briefly he was about to  speak I spoke.

" they died in a mall shooting , we were in a restaurant   having lunch , we heard screams  and gun shots the restaurant was next , my mom held my close to her she shielded me like a cocoon , one of the shooters aimed to shoot me but he didnt he touched my hair and walked out with the others I was unharmed it was a miracle , but she died , along with my dad  . I was five " I said . I didnt realize I was shedding tears , the sight of dead bodies , and blood have never left me .

They  looked at me with sad looks .

" so sorry about that Artemisia" my boss said .

" very sorry" Mike said.

" but I am passed that ,  I had  to go for numerous conselling sessions and therapies"  I said . Psychological therapy sessions are meant to help the healing , as much as you get help , the traumas just never leave , they keep coming back over and over again . It explains why some kids opt to engage in drugs so they can forget forever.

I dont want to do drugs to forget , I just live up with it and accept it is my reality and move on

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Enrique 

I was on the phone with a client about his choice of chanderlier and wallpaper for his house before I collided lost balance and fell on top of Artemisia. My face landed on her chest it looked quite a s****l scene I was so close to kissing her , her warm body under mine , her eyes searching mine her heartbeat doubled . Mike interrupted .

He gave me quite an interrogation when we were alone in the study .

" what the hell was that? " he asked with a smirk on his face .

" I was clumsy and bumped into her" I said . He laughed .

" really brother , your face tells another story, your hands were on her titties, you are quite spontenous " he said .

" my face says we need to redesign the mansion plans." I said .

We spent the afternoon going through some architectural designs despite his annoying bugging about how I feel about Artemisia .

We headed to have dinner by nightfall . As we passed by the kitchen our jaws dropped . Artemisia stood in just her blouse without her skirt , damn ! She looked so sexy in her black thigh high stockings she had some gorgerous legs and a fine ass ,Mike remarked . She apologized and looked so embarrassed she ran off tilting the skirt . I rushed to her room took a skirt and went to the room she locked herself in after knocking I handed her the skirt she blushed , it excited me. I invited her to join my brother and I to dinner .

I found out things about her that I never knew , shes an orphan , and has lived in a strippers apartment her entire life . It all made sense her fear when we were at the mall . I hated myself for making her relive the sickening memory it was not my intention to hurt her at all . I felt the need to look after her and protect her . The image of a five year old holding on to her dead mother and father was just so painful to imagine . She needs a shoulder to lean on and an ear to hear , I want to be that shoulder and that ear .