The Sculptor

Chapter 32

The next few weeks went by fairly quickly, my calf was getting better I could finally move around. I'm happy to report Nicholas finally got another model. I was free and cleared from getting naked in front of him for the sake of "art". Since Yvonne was gone, Nicholas and I worked out the new dynamic of the house, I was in charge, and with my new position I made a few rules, we shared the cooking; obviously I had to teach him but after a while it got a little better he was limited to breakfast and pastas but he was coming along great. Kaiden only interacted with me, if Nicholas said 10 words to him in a sentence he said a lot. Everything was going great until I got the pleasure of meeting his muse, he felt like he was trying to play an awful trick on me.

She sashayed up the stairs, her manicured fingers gently gliding along the black handrail, heels kissing the tiled stairs, hips rolling with every step. Her tie-dyed dressed hugged her extravagant curves tightly, her breasts were shoved so high I almost couldn't see the contented smile on her lips, my eyes shifted to Nicholas, jaw clinked, eyes dazed, he was completely taken with her. She bounced over to us,

"Nylah, I want you to meet Gabriella Lawrence" he outstretched his hand and she took it smiling at me,

"Hello, nice to meet you"

"Likewise" I grimaced, the air got thick between the three of us, this was strange, I was his...employee, he was my boss and she was his new sexual project; completely normal.

"Well, I guess we should get to work" he smiled at her, leading her to his room, she gave me a curt nod before walking away. He led her through the door glancing back at me, "Could you bring us up some food, you know some quick snacks, maybe a bottle of wine" he closed the door before I could protest. I just stood there speechless, just like that I was tossed away like old news for the upgraded version of myself. Something about her felt off, she looked too much like me, I couldn't put my finger on it.

I went to the kitchen and tossed together a few snacks for him and his little friend, and by toss I really meant toss. I threw everything together and got a bottle of wine with 2 wine glasses. I outstretched my hand to the door to open it when it was tossed open almost knocking me off balance,

"What the fuck!" I stumbled slightly, we both flinched when a glass almost dropped off the tray,

"Good save. Miss. Bennett language, you're still at work" he grumbled snatching the tray from me, Miss. Bennett? All of a sudden I was Miss Bennett "You should go rest we're going to be a while" the door slammed in my face echoing throughout the vast emptiness of the house.

I made my way back to my room, slamming the door behind me, I couldn't believe him. She showed up five minutes and I'm Miss. Bennett, I grabbed my phone and called my sister. I knew it was against my contract to tell anyone who I worked for or discuss anything that went on, I needed to talk, I couldn't stay quiet in this deafening silence.

"Hiiiii"

"Hey" I put the phone on speaker and went onto Instagram, to look at the lovely Gabriella.

"You sound tense what's up?"

"Well! My damn boss just met some big tiddy hoe and now acting like if I'm invisible. He damn near knocks me down trying to rush back to Gabriellllaaaaa" I groaned out her name, as I huff, "We were fine for weeks and then she appears and its like who the hell is Nylah!" I began to chuckle "You believe he called me Miss Bennett?? MISS FUCKING BENNETT! When he was whispering up in my ear I wasn't Miss. Bennett" I rolled my eyes before I realized what I said,

"Slow down Nugget, your boss was whispering in your ear?" I could hear the curiosity in her voice, but I couldn't answer. Nicholas was just my boss, nothing more,