SEX WITH THE VIRGIN MAID by KIARI HORSFALL

The Darkest Hour

Hera had mixed feelings seeing Nella standing in front of her. Why was she here? Her mind told her that it was one of two things. It was either she came looking for Bryce or Bryce had asked her to come. She didn't want to believe in the latter because he would never do

that to her.

He had promised that he wouldn't hurt her so there's no way he would invite her here or did he?

"Hera right?" Nella had asked and Hera only nodded, wondering how she knew her name because if she recalled properly, they've never really had a proper one on one conversation and they've never crossed paths. Did Bryce tell Nella about her perhaps? "Where's your boss?" She had asked and Hera was tight-lipped. She doesn't really address him as her boss anymore and she doesn't know how to tell her that. For the longest of time, she called him by his name as he had requested and it had remained so since then. "Bryce isn't at home."

Nella arched a brow at her, stunned. Since when did Bryce agree to formality between himself and a maid? He was not the type to do that so she found it hard to believe. "Bryce? You call him by his first name?"

"Yes and he's at work. You missed him not too long ago." She informed her. Nella was too shocked to speak. She had come here to reason things out with him and talk to him about them. She didn't want to take the risk of getting embarrassed at his office so she decided to come here and now he wasn't here.

For days, she had been struggling to get through to him but it seemed like he had blocked her everywhere. He was really serious when he told her that it was over. She couldn't believe that he had moved on so quickly without batting an eyelid. She couldn't even show up at his place without giving it a lot of thoughts. It sucks! He was treating her like trash and she hated it.

She was his friend for goodness sake! The person who had stayed with him when he was fighting his demons during the darkest hour. She had given him a piece of herself to the point where there was nothing else to give so why couldn't he choose her? Why couldn't he love her?

"Are you okay ma'am?" Hera had asked when she noted how silent she had become but she only shrugged it off.

"You're the maid working here so I'm pretty sure you know everything that's going on around here right?" She questioned but Hera found it hard to answer that question. She wasn't just a maid anymore. Bryce had told her that.

"Has anyone been coming over to see him?" She asked. "What i mean to say is that...um...does Bryce have any lady friend or woman that he is intimate with?"

Hera corked a brow at her, confused. Was she indirectly talking about her or someone else?

bridge of her nose, feeling stressed. "I just want to

a better position to tell you if he is or not." She's not in the right position to put a label on their

"Yes."

room of all places? Nella had thought that she was cleaning up until

that it was off limits so it surprised her to see his

felt the urge to throw up and just like that, she dashed into the nearest bathroom and emptied the contents of her

stop herself from feeling dizzy before walking out of the

her chest. "Are you his sex maid? Are you sleeping with him too? Is that why you're in his bedroom?" "I can't answer that, I'm sorry." Hera let's her down easy. Whatever she shares with Bryce is personal and she wouldn't want to

was he by any chance referring to her? His maid? Was she supposedly the person who changed him? The person whom he wanted to be better for? "You're the woman Bryce..." She trailed off, finding it difficult to complete that statement. Even she couldn't

love her? Did her tell her that? Or was she just saying it because she figured out that they were

she had just uttered was choking her. "Bryce will be home in a couple of minutes so if you wait a little while longer then you might see him." Picking up her bags, she walked out of the bedroom and Nella trailed closely behind her. She didn't want to believe that Bryce had picked his maid over her. That he had casted her aside

at the edge of the stairs waiting for what she had to say. Each moment she waited, was

sorry." She apologized and Hera was stunned. Why was

didn't respond. Not knowing what else to say, she turned to hurriedly leave and just then, she missed

cried out in excruciating

body, shaking her internally, It felt like

Her eyes watered, burning

vision as

to shift from that position where

position.

and she winced and writhed, holding onto her stomach as screams after screams tore through

She only fell so why was she making