The Billionaire's Maid man×boy (reposted)

Chapter 35

Anthony

I tap my fingers on the table, my eyes swiftly moving across the room, analyzing the decor and approving of it.

The servants worked hard for today's gala, especially Veronica. The tables are beautifully arranged, small papers with names in front of each seat. The stage where the band is supposed to play is also arranged.

Unfortunately, the band is delayed for half an hour. They called Veronica this morning that their car can't arrive earlier and that they will be late.

After she announced me, I decided that I will do my speech earlier. Initially, it was prepared for after the band finished but since they're late, I will hold it before.

Talking about the speech, that's another story.

My usual speech would be the same one as last time with a few other words. Thanking my associates, my company and all that.

But this time I have another plan, and I'm sure that not a lot of people will like it , especially Marianne.

But I don't care at all.

All I have in my mind is my baby, and how much I hurt him. I don't even know what he's doing at this moment, maybe he's crying, maybe not. And I'd give anything to know.

I don't know why I did it, I was so scared. I couldn't think straight.

Lucas is my only family. Yes, I have Veronica who is my mother but she never acted like that towards me. I never felt that love from a delicate, motherly soul. Until I met Lucas.

He is my only family, but I'm not his. He has all those people that love him and care for him, he doesn't need me.

And I want people to need me, it's like I'm feeding on it. But Lucas doesn't.

And that scares the shit out of me.

Because since he doesn't need me, he can always just leave with no problem, just like dad did, like everyone did.

The problem is that I need him like I never needed anyone. And if he ever leaves on his own, my life would probably just crash down.

I ended it before he could. I acted that nonchalant because I wanted to lie to myself that I don't need him, that I could live without him.

But the feelings of pain rushing through me at every second prove differently.

I was so dumb because I let fear get to me, the fear that the person I want the most doesn't need me at all.

At the same time I'm feeling the pain, I also feel anger and wrath. Towards myself too, but mostly towards Marianne.

She's a monster, she can't even apologize properly because she is so selfish.

The night we went to Lucas' house was two nights ago. Since then, I tried to avoid her as much as possible because I would probably fuck her face up in blood if she says one more thing about her being the victim.

It was hard, since she choose to sleep and stay in one guest bedroom of my house. So I saw her pretty much everyday.

I make myself comfortable in the chair, deep in my thoughts, when two cold hands land on my shoulders.

I recognize the touch and flinch, standing up from the chair. I turn around and get as far away as possible from her, my back touching the edge of the table.

"What do you want?" I ask, wary.

She leans on the chair with a smile on her red lips. "I wanted to know if you prepared your speech. You know...the speech is an important part for impressing new associates. Do it for the company."