The Billionaire's Maid man×boy (reposted)

Chapter 4

Lucas

I knock a few times with force on the door of Anthony's office.

I wait a few seconds until a deep voice shouts from behind the door.

"Come in." I enter the room and notice Anthony at his desk, writing something on his computer while papers are thrown all over the desk surface.

After a few moments of awkward silence and a few coughs from me, Anthony looks up, his eyes meeting mine.

I look at him with a submissive look and tug at my knuckles. But then I remember why I'm here and recompose myself. I stand straight and let my hands fall by my sides.

"W-we need to talk," I say with my chin up. I curse myself because I accidentally stuttered. Anthony stops the work he was doing and leans back in the chair with his muscular arms folded and with a smirk on his face.

"Ok. I'm listening" He chuckles and I start to get angry. I came here with serious intentions and he finds something amusing but I really don't know what. And it's annoying.

"I don't want to wear the uniform anymore," I say without stuttering. Anthony raises his brows.

"But you have to. That's the job" He says back and I put a hand on my hip.

"Really? Let me inform you that that is not my job. My job is to clean and maybe cook, not to amuse you and for sure not to make you laugh at me." I exclaim frustrated and angry. Anthony furrows his brows. He doesn't have a smirk on his face anymore, now he has a serious and somehow angry face.

"I didn't give you that uniform to laugh at you."

"But then why?" I shout but he remains calm.

"To jerk off at the thought of you," He says nonchalantly and my mouth falls and my eyes grow big like apples. I feel my cheeks heating up.

"Excuse me!?"

Anthony laughs, his head falling on the back of the chair.

"I'm joking. Calm down." He says with a serious expression but at the same time with an amused tone. How is that even possible?

"A-anyway. I'm not wearing that uniform tomorrow." I say and regain my bossy posture, with a hand on my hip and my chin up.

"Why? You're scared? Really? Aww. Can't stand a few words, right. I didn't think you are so weak and so scared of a little of pain" He mocks and my face falls. A familiar pain lights up in my chest. How could he say something so cruel? I thought that he was kind and a decent human but I guess not. I guess that everyone on this damn planet is a piece of shit. I guess that's how it is.

Tears start to fill my eyes and my anxiety starts to build up. My hands start to shake and I just want to scream, to scream everything, to say everything I wanted to say for years but instead I bury it deep inside me.

"You don't know me." I whisper because I feel that I'm at the point of breaking down if I say something out loud."Y-you...y-y-you c-can't.... I-I'm not scared of anything!"

With that, I leave the room and close the door. Close it, not slam it. I can't stand any loud sounds now. I can't stand the universe now.

I go into the locker room to retrieve my bag and then I exit the house without saying goodbye to Veronica. Once I'm out of that house I let the tears stream down my face.

I run to my car and with shaky hands, I open the door. When I'm on my seat I bring my legs to my chest and bury my face between my knees and let the tears run wild.

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Once I'm in front of my room I get inside and close the door behind me.

Everything moves in slow motion around me. Like the time stops, everything feels so quiet and numb around me, but inside me....damn.It's a whole war, a hell full of a fire burning and memories screaming at me.