More Problems
Author: Julie Paola
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56

Mr Jones didn’t arrive back that day. Or the day after. This made him mad.

He did all that washing for nothing?!

His next target was Caro. Caro spent her time shopping and cleaning the figurines on all the floors. It was rare to find her. Steven tried to get access to her, but it was close to impossible. They’ve barely seen each other twice.

“Could you link me with Caro?” He asked Anita. Anita was surprised.

“Excuse me?”

“I think I misplaced a figurine on the first floor. I need your help.”

Anita couldn’t believe it.

“How could you? Mr Jones will kill you.”

“That’s why I need your help.”

“Tell me what figurine, and I will figure it out for you.” Anita was being nice.

“I will prefer Caro to help me instead.”

Her smile disappeared. She was deeply hurt as if he said something bad. She nodded and opened her phone book. She shut her eyes and finally spoke up.

“Did I do anything wrong?”

“What do you mean?”

“Since that day, you have been avoiding me….” She was close to tears.

“What day?”

“That day.”

“I do not know what day. Remind me of the day.”

“Forget it!” She got irritated and dialed Caro. Steven smiled. She does look cute when she’s angry. He sighed.

“I am sorry,” he apologized. She turned to him. “You are just not my type.”

“You aren’t either,” she answered coldly. His ego was hurt. “Why do you think I scold you all the time? I hate everything about you.”

Steven wasn’t sure why that hurt. It hit him deeply. More deeply than he thought. Her words caused him anger and he clenched his fist.

What was wrong with him?

He was becoming like his father again.

Anita ended the call and turned to him

“She will be back in the evening. I will send her to you when I see her.”

With these words, she continued her chores.

She thought he wasn’t her spec huh?! She thought that?! He will show her!

He walked away defeated. He couldn’t focus on her. His plans were more important to him.

“I will deal with you later”, he thought.

Caro was easier to speak to than he thought. She asked about the figurine.

“I found it,” he confessed, staring into her blue eyes.

“O!” She was surprised. “I do not see you around. When did you join?”

“It’s less than a month. I work under Anita, until Mr Jones needs me.”

She smiled.

“Anita is a nice boss. We all work under her.”

Steven stared into her eyes and walked closer to her. She blushed and turned away.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

“My eyes can’t get off you. I want to know more about you.”

She stared into his eyes for a while and ran her finger down his chest.

“My room is opposite Diana’s. 10pm tonight.”

Diana’s room. No way!

“Could you come to mine instead?”

“Why? You’re hiding from someone?”

Damn! She was smart.

“My room will be more comfortable,” he insisted.

“It will be better if you come to mine. Definitely not coming upstairs to see you.”

“Fine! I will!” He gave in. “Dress to kill.”

She giggled.

“I will try.”

***

Steven looked out the window as he waited for 10pm. His mind couldn’t forget the recent events. He was becoming his worst nightmare. He did all he hated just to achieve one aim. To access his father. To shoot that old man in the head. This was unlike him. This was the Steven Mary didn’t know. Tears rolled down his eyes. He felt guilt.

“I am doing this to avenge you! I promise,” he looked at the sky. “I do not want to do this, but I have to. I promise I am not terrible. I didn’t drag Anita into this. You saw that, right? I didn’t take advantage of her. That’s what dad would have done, right? I am not that bad, I promise.”

He wasn’t sure if his sister heard him or not. She would dance if he wore a suit. But he doesn’t have a suit yet. He hasn’t even gotten an office job either. He cleared his tears and sighed.

“What has my life gotten into?”

He almost forgot about his meetup with Caro. If not for his phone which beeped, he would have never known. Thanks to the gift Mr Jones gifted him!

He gaggled some mouthwash and smelled his breath to be sure it was minty. A smile came on his lips. He admired himself one last time and hurried down to the servant’s lounge. Mr Jones must have been partial with room offering. The other servants got the servant lounge and he had a furnished room upstairs. No! No! he wasn’t complaining. Saving someone’s life is no piece of cake!

The house was silent, making his steps audible. He snuck into the dimly lit hallway and searched for Caro’s door.

“What are you doing?” He heard a voice stop him. His heart skipped a beat. He turned around and saw Anita, clung to her night robe.

“I…I…,” he wasn’t sure of what to say.

“You came to see Caro.”

She wasn’t dumb.

“It’s not like that….”

“Good luck then. I am not stopping you.”

She pointed to Caro’s door.

He thanked her and walked towards it.

“I know you are up to something, Steven,” She said. “The others might fall for your charms and sleep with you, but I am not that stupid. I will get to the bottom of this.”

Anita threatened with an intimidating look. Steven was surprised at her confidence.

“Anita, what did I do this time?”

“My eyes are on you.”

She walked away.

“I will deal with her later,” he said to himself and knocked on Caro’s door.

Caro opened the door almost immediately. He was shocked by the flower petals on the bed and her candle decorations on her dressing table. Her room smelled like jasmine and her outfit was transparent lingerie. Steven smiled and followed her like a puppy. She laid him on his back and got on top of him.

“Have you worked at a brothel before?” He asked, feeling sweaty.

“Yeah, so?”

She took the words off his mouth. Her skills were immaculate. He got enticed by her touches and focused on the sex. By the time they were done, Caro slept off.

“Stupid!” He banged his head with annoyance. “Very stupid!”

The next morning, he was awoken by the smell of coffee.

“How do you like it?” She asked, opening a bottle of milk. “With milk or without?”

“With milk, thanks.”

She added some milk to the coffee, stirred it and gave it to him.

“I almost killed you last night. I am sorry.” She apologized.

“It’s fine,”

She eyed him seductively. The temptation again! He couldn’t be distracted this time!

“I heard you clean the basement.”

She agreed.

“Sure, that’s where Mr Jones does his meeting. He gives me creepy vibes, no doubt.”

Steven got inquisitive.

“Do outsiders go in too?”

“It depends,” Caro shrugged. “Sometimes, he invites outsiders. But most times, he doesn’t.”

“How often do meetings take place there?”

“Once or twice a month. It depends.”

There was silence.

“But there is something you should know.”

“Yeah?” He sipped his coffee.

“Anita is the only one that has access to the basement. She knows more things than most of us do. Infact, Mr Jones keeps his important keys with her. She is the leader, remember?”

“What?!” Steven was shocked.

“Yeah. Is it a big deal?” Caro didn’t see the need to worry. “She is a nice lady. She will help you.”

He ran his hand down his hair.

She definitely won’t help him.

How can he get the key from her?

What will he do now?

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