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?

stressed. "I just want to know if

ask him that. He's in a better position to tell you if he is or not." She's not in the right position to put a label on their relationship when he hasn't. It must come from him, it has to. "What's that? You're packing? Are those your clothes?" She pointed at

"Yes."

places? Nella had thought that she was cleaning up until her eyes caught a stash of female dresses on the

that it was off limits so it surprised her

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

her face to stop herself from feeling dizzy before walking out of the bathroom only to see Nella standing there,

Hera?" She had gone further to ask, crossing her hands over 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

be." Nella muttered to herself. When Bryce had told her about the the woman that he was in love with, 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.

Does Bryce love her? Did her tell her that? Or

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 because of her. No, she wouldn't let that happen. If Bryce was really in love with her then she'd have to

stairs waiting for what she had to say. Each moment she waited,

apologized and Hera was

what else to say, she turned to hurriedly leave and just then, she missed her footing and came rolling down the flight of stairs

cried out

her nerves to all parts of her body, shaking her internally, It

Her eyes

vision as

shift from that position where she laid in

position.

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

only fell so why was she making a big deal