Julia was alone in her bedroom. She laid on her bed feeling very uncomfortable. The voices of the Chavez family chattering were soo audible across the mansion especially the voice of Madam Vincenta and that of her wicked daughters of jezebel who are not ready to return to their husband's home because they cannot bring themselves to serve on their husband's feet despite how comfortable their husband's are in life. The strong voices coming from the living room made the glass of her windows to clink and the iron metals on the windows to vibrate. Little tears were flowing down her face and dripping from her eyes as she gulped back the saliva that was hanging in her mouth from what had just happened. She sounded like she had been quite sober for a long time because she didn't seem to have enough tears or energy. She somberly listened to every talk the Chavez family had going on and felt a great deal of sympathy for Carl because she believed he was innocent and might have been set up.
"Here is your hot coffee Young Master," A vibrant elderly man dressed in chef cloth walked up to Oliver with a cup of hot coffee in a glass plate. He bowed his head low before Oliver as he demonstrated his loyalty and respect. Oliver brow knitted immediately he saw the man... He yells, "What took you soo long to bring my coffee Old Man?" with a face of disgust, he said. He looked at the cup and the plate used in serving him his coffee. He had his back relaxing comfortably on his favorite recliner; he preferred not to lift his back from the chair to pick his hot coffee, "Bring it closer Alias!" He ordered the elderly man who then came a bit closer. The elderly man, Alias has been working with the Acevedes family as an humble servant for many years. Despite the very good amount of money he's been paid as salary, he also grew to be more relative to the members of the family as he provided a great deal of service for more that forty-five year. Meaning that he served Oliver's mother b
"Why is Sir. Arias mopping the floor for you Oliver? What happened to the maids?" Scarlett voice engulf with astonishment when she noticed the elderly man perspiring in an area with complete air conditioning. It was easy for anybody to easily see the substantial brown stain on his white chef's apron. She was taken aback by that because Arias was never a culinary staff member at the Castle. Did he simply wear a chef apron just to deliver coffee to Oliver.?! She thought... Oliver became irate; "Is Arias not a part of the servants of this Castle? Or does he have another work in this place aside from serving his boss the way he is supposed to in any fucking way he is being ordered?" "...I am the boss in this house after our father. Whatever I do or whomever I command is my business and every person living in this Castle must accept it whether he or she likes it or not and that includes you Scarlett!" He gibed with pride, reminding Scarlett that he is above her in the family as the onl
"You are soo inconsiderate Oliver. You cannot disobey father's order. He didn't beg you remember! You have a responsibility from him, and you must fulfill it. Scarlett retaliated in response to Oliver's demand. Even still, she did not find it surprising to hear that from him. She was actually expecting to hear that, but she still opted to listen. "So you can't do me just this small favor huhn? ..Pamela here can handle the affairs of the corporation for today, it's not that difficult," said Oliver trying to convince Scarlett not seeming to understand her disdain for his request. "Just only for today, and after today there would be no issue between us anymore. Don't worry about the responsibilities, Pamela can get help from the other executives.. Father will not know about it, I promise, " Oliver said thinking he would be able to convince Scarlett. Pamela already fixed her interest in the discussion when she heard what her brother said about her managing the affair of the corporati
A loud rave of music was hitting the glasses of the neighborhood. From outside the Chavez Mansion, a lot of shinning bright lights with different colors sparked all around from inside the residence to the environment. "Whoooaa.." Party screams clamoured audible around in the vicinity. A lot of cars could be seen arranged at the front of the Mansion and even outside the gate as there were no more space inside the Chavez residence to pack them. The entire place was lively and some group of young classy looking men on white and black suit with decent high-class hairstyles, glittering black shoes and expensive gold wristwatches could be seen holding glass of wines while chilling and having fun conversations amongst themselves. A lot of security were hired including some group of patrols to secure the place even when the estate has a 100% maximum security system. "Pom! Pom!! " Jeeps were horning as more still troop in inside the residence for the big party until there was no more space
Julia immediately went on her knees, begging for forgiveness from Miss. Camila's boss, Oliver. "Sir, I'm sorry. I was just saying.. " "You were just saying what?" Oliver growled violently as he abruptly interrupted.. Julia slapped her mouth with her hand and her lips zipped like it was glued together. She sank inside her body, afraid to look up. The worse of it is that Camila herself showed up and will definitely want to make her pay for what she has said. "You cunning slut! Since you hate to see me together with your Lady, then you have no business living and working in this Mansion because I'll continue to come here more often than ever and you'll continue to see me doing things with her and there's nothing that poor and broke ass can do about it!" Voiced Oliver with despair written on his face. Julia's voice shook, she have to keep apologizing hoping he would forgive her as her work in the Chavez Mansion is currently at stake. "Please forgive Mr. Oliver.." with a fragile voi
"Ooch, Ahh... Don't Stop.." words driven from the pleasure of throbbing orgasm sounded from Camila's apartment. The Party was over by 3 A.M in the dark morning and there were reserved bedroom prepared for the guests that would spend the night in the Mansion after the party. ... "OMG... Damn that is my sister in there, give it to him all round, different styles, hit em' hard. " a lady dressed in purple robe who after sneakily placing her head on Camila's door, said with a glow in her eyes and after a wide gape ensured. "Ooowf.. Yummy.." she slide her tongue over her lips as she felt a sexual urge immediately. Outside Camila's apartment was soo dark even when the entire Mansion was still significantly don with bright lights and every single bulb lights were working perfectly. But in most cases when lights were turned off right from the outside of a chamber to inside the chamber, it means something romantic, sexual and hot was about to go down. Vivian sniffed some air and after much
**[On the Night of the Anniversary] The sound of heavy guns pulling the trigger was accompanied by raucous laughing. Carl's heart began to race with each metallic clatter. It's about time, "Ahh.. Haa!!". It's time to hand him over to death. We had been waiting for this for good damned 48 hours! Immediately after the door to the pitch-black torture room opened suddenly, a terrifyingly strong voice stormed. Carl though wondered how he was able to survive without seeing the broad daylight for more that 48 hours, thus living in pure darkness which left him no choice but to adapt. The blindfold use to lock his vision were change twice only at midnight. And every single night Carl kept on having horrible nightmares that later seemed to be his actual reality. Since being captured, he hasn't had a single bath, he could only taste rotten food and filled his drenched tongue with tainted water that tastes like piss. That was his only option to survive from