His Possession

Emma

A middle-aged woman approached her and handed her the maid outfit, instructing her to wear it. Emma didn’t spend much time in changing into that attire.

The woman appeared to be stern and demanding. She had a blank expression on her face and was not as chatty as Martha. With a severe expression, she handed her the clothing. That disturbed Emma because she was concerned that the woman would not be as courteous to her as Martha had been.

Of course! Not everyone’s the same.

She sighed heavily as she examined herself in the large floor touch mirror. It appeared to be rather good. It didn’t fit her figure well, but it was pleasant to wear.

It was a white full-sleeved top with a dark blue skirt that went just below her knee. It didn’t have the feel of a second skin.

Why does he want me to wear this kind of outfit? I didn’t have it before.

It wasn’t like she didn’t like it. She surprisingly did. But Alexander was not the type of person who would think about other people’s comfort.

Emma shrugged off the thoughts and put on her shoes. She was relieved that they weren’t high heels. They were a pair of simple flat stilettos.

Finally, she could walk without any fear of falling.

She hurriedly stepped out of her room and walked down the hall. She was also relieved that her room was downstairs, as opposed to upstairs at Mr. King’s residence. She stumbled back as she walked into the living room, where she believed Alexander would be, exactly as at his father’s house. She exclaimed when she realized it was the same woman who had just given her clothes and was cleaning up the shattered tea dishes and teacups from the floor.

Emma instantly went down to assist her, but a shattered piece of glass wounded her finger. She gasped in agony, and a few drops of blood dropped on the floor. Although it wasn’t painful, watching the blood made her nauseated.

“You should not rush. Take some time for everything you want to do; it will keep you from getting hurt,” the woman said as she took out a small white handkerchief from her apron pocket and handed it to Emma.

“Here, press it softly on your finger to stop the bleeding,” Emma did what she was told.

“I was coming to your room. He is waiting for you. Hurry before he gets more furious than he is. And when you are done with him, meet me in this room,” she pointed out at the room on Emma’s left.

She looked at Ela and nodded her head in reply and Ela walked away with the tray full of broken glasses. Emma gulped and walked faster till she reached the living room.

There he was, sitting on a luxurious couch with his office files and a laptop beside him. His eyes were glued to his phone, so she assumed he did not notice her walking in.

She stood there without uttering a word. It was awkward because he was still looking at his phone. A few minutes later, she decided to call him.

“M-master,” she uttered.This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

He raised his head and his eyes met hers. She quickly looked down, enough to not meet his eyes but she could see his movements. He glanced at his wristwatch.

“Five minutes late,” he stated. She was feeling nervous.

I hope he won’t punish me for this.

“What made you come late, Emma?” She couldn’t help but feel her heart beat faster when he said her name. She didn’t know if it was good or bad but it terrified her.

Emma opened her mouth but nothing came out. He raised an eyebrow and was waiting for her to answer.

She took a deep breath and said, “I-I’m sorry master.”

“Hmm. As it’s your first day, I’m forgiving you. But don’t let this happen again. Now let’s discuss the rules,” he started flexing his muscles and leaned back on the couch.

“You have to obey all the rules just like the other maids without any questions, and if you fail to do so, the consequences will be bad,” he said.

“Anyways, the first rule you have to follow is to never disobey me. The second rule is you will never question me for anything. What I say will happen and no one has the right to question me. The third rule is that you will not talk to any of the men in this house. The fourth rule is you will not leave this house without my permission. If you have to go somewhere, you will ask for my permission first. Lastly and importantly-” she gasped softly when he suddenly got up from the couch and approached her. She backed away a little bit, her legs hit the table that was behind her which made her stop abruptly. She didn’t move an inch. He approached her, standing still, and said.

“You will never try to escape this house.”

Her body was trembling terribly. Emma was staring at him, not knowing what to do next. She was sweating badly.

Unknowingly she nodded her head at him. His intense stare was consuming her soul. Only his stare was enough to make her tremble in fear.

Alexander nodded his head slightly with a smirk on his face and walked away. Emma scolded herself internally for being like that in front of him, she wished she was confident enough to not tremble like that. But she didn’t know what was in him that scared her so much.

She reached the room where Ela told her to be after meeting Alexander, she knocked on the door and instantly got a response from her. “Come inside, Emma,” she opened the door.

Her eyes roamed around the room, four other girls were sitting on the chairs and looking at her. They all smiled at her gently except for one girl.

She sat in the empty chair that was beside a girl with brown hair. Emma tucked her hair behind her ear in nervousness.

“So, girls, meet the new girl, Emma. She will be working here with you all from now on,” they all looked at her. Her eyes met with her feet as her cheeks flushed.

“I should alert all of you. None of you will treat her badly. None of you will trouble her. If you do, the consequences will not be good. The rest is in your hand,’ Ela said, getting up from the chair, the girls followed her.

“Can you please give Emma a tour of this house, Alexa? And introduce her to everyone?” She asked the girl with brown hair. Alexa looked at Emma and smiled. She smiled back at her.

That woman went out of the room.

Alexa turned to her. “Hey Emma, I guess you know my name already. It’s Alexa. Alexa Starson. And this is Ruby,” She pointed at the girl who was standing in the corner of the room, leaning on the wall, typing something on her phone.

“And this is Yuna,” she was a cute-looking Chinese girl with dark shoulder-length straight hair.

“Hey, Emma!” Sue chirped and hugged her. She was a few inches taller than Emma.

Then Alexa introduced Emma to one more girl named Isabella. She was a beautiful girl with waist-length blonde hair.

She had finished introducing Emma to all of the maids. She then was escorted by out of the room by Alexa. She showed her around the kitchen and other sections of the house that seemed intriguing and clandestine to her. She told Emma about the people that lived there.

Alexander, she claimed, was very mysterious, and they hardly got to see him. They had no idea when he came inside the house at night. They only saw him when he departed for work in the morning.

Alexa showed half of the house and it took her a good 40 minutes.

“Okay, Emma I think that’s enough for today. I showed you all the places that we maids need to go for our chores. Now, you can go and take some rest as it’s almost our bedtime,” she said with a smile.

Emma nodded her head and uttered goodnight to Alexa and left for her room.