String Caught in a Cat's Claws

Chapter 5

You had now been at Donna Beneviento's manor for a week now and knew what rooms were fair game in cleaning and what rooms were absolutely forbidden. There was one room you were not allowed to go in at all. Donna's room was listed as forbidden, but every morning you brought her breakfast in bed. This morning, the door was locked as you gently turned the door quietly. You listened for if she was okay, your face heating up upon hearing your name, panting, and buzzing. You knocked, hearing a soft squeak of surprise and running around.

You waited, looking around awkwardly. As Angie opened the door, you were allowed in. You looked up at Donna, her blanket around her front and shoulders, back exposed. You set the tray down, the legs standing it up. Eggs, toast, hashbrowns, bacon, and a bit of strawberry jam. "I'm sorry if I interrupted anything." You slowly backed away and walked out of the room in a slight rush.

You immediately got to cleaning up the manor in the rooms you were allowed in, Donna was going to have a visitor. Upon hearing a knock, you opened the door and saw Lady Dimitrescu. Everything flooded back to you, your body screaming for you to run. "Oh, hello Lady Dimitrescu." You tried to keep your cool in your words, but felt so much fear. "Hello, (Y/N)." Lady Dimitrescu came in, eyeing you. Her expression was neutral, but her eyes held jealousy and regret.

Why are you looking at me like that?

You stood patiently, watching Donna and Lady Dimitrescu mingle. Donna patted the couch, having you sit beside her and enjoy yourself. "Donna, they're a maid." Lady Dimitrescu squinted her eyes a little. You could feel jealousy dripping from her, prompting you to sit closer to Donna in fear. "(Y/N) is also my dear friend." Donna reasoned, placing her hand on your thigh. You sat quietly listening and watching Donna get measurements.

You lead Lady Dimitrescu to the door, then looked up as you were pinned into the corner. Her gaze was full of jealousy and affection. You stood still as Lady Dimitrescu got to your level and breathed in your scent.

What are you doing?

"Ah. Just as I suspected." You felt Lady Dimitrescu force you to look up. "You didn't have sex yet." Her voice was a mere whisper. "What do you mean?"

"Perhaps I should take you back."