Chapter 22. Call me by my name
Alan couldn't handle himself anymore, he burst out laughing so hard, tears rolling out of his eyes.
"And what's so funny?" Damon asked.
"Sorry boss, she just seems so crazy right now," He apologized.
At the word, boss, Ronnie's heart accelerated, and she knew she had made a very enormous mistake that couldn't be rectified.
"What the hell," She muttered to herself.
Ronnie bit her lips and smiled nervously toward them. "Ummmm... sorry, I was just teasing you, don't take it to heart," She said and flickered her most seductive smile. "What a weird character," Damon said and left the dining room.
Ronnie felt like slapping herself and bent her head on top of the table.
Alan, looking at Ronnie, grinned.
"That was quite another character display you had there. I almost believed you," He flashed her a smile.
"Do you want a slashing of my tongue before you exit from my sight?" She asked, provoked.
"Woah, Woah, relax, it's just friendly talk," He said, raising his hands, as if in Surrender.
"Since when did we become friends?" She asked and rolled her eyes.
"Jeez you're so impossible," Alan said and started going out.
"Wait," Ronnie said and turned.
"What, you want to slash me with those harsh words of yours again? Isn't the first one enough?" He asked, playfully. "I'm not good at remembering names," She began.
"Hold up, my name is Alan," He began but Ronnie cut him off.
"Nah, I didn't ask for your name, it's of no use to me anyway. What's your boo's name again, remind me," She asked. Alan, shocked, looked at her like she'd asked the most stupid thing mankind could think of.
"What?" Ronnie asked.
"Don't tell you are the one asking this," He said
"Are you telling me or not? I said I forgot his name," She said and stood up.
"Ok, if you want to know, you ask him yourself," He said and smiles at her evilly.
Ronnie stood up from the dining room and called out.
"Hello, who's there?" She yelled.
The head maid came in and smiled at Alan.
"Why are you yelling, don't you know you don't disturb the peace of this mansion?" The maid said, eyeing her rudely.
Ronnie looked at her and smiled. "Alan, darling, can you handle this piece of trash for me? Because if I do, it would be a disaster." She said toward Alan. "And why would I do what you ask me to do?" He replied.
"Because I'll go tell my husband-to-be to fire you, send the maid somewhere she'd know her place forever." She said and Alan cursed under his breath. "Maria, you're fired," He said.
Maria, obviously shocked at the new revelation, went down on her knees.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were the mistress. I have nowhere to go if you fire me." Maria pleaded.
"You should have thought about that before you started whining your tongue. When I come down for dinner, I don't wanna see you anywhere around this mansion," She said and left the dining. Maria frantically turned toward Alan
"Alan, please can you plead with her for me? If not for anything, then for what we had." She pleased
"There's nothing I can do right now. And as for what we share, it's no more. You're just a maid and I can do what I want with you. You're in other words, cheap." He finally said and left the still kneeling Maria. Ronnie walks to her room and went towards her mini library to read a couple of books. She read a romance novel and wished her mate would just come to her immediately.
It was evening when she finished reading a few chapters. She was feeling all wet and sticky and decided to take a shower. Then she undressed to take her bath. Turned on the cold shower, and as her routine is, started singing. (Recommended: listen to scars to your beautiful by Alissia Cara as you read this.)
There's hope that's waiting for you in the dark
You should know you're beautiful just the way you are
And you don't have to change a thing
The world can change its heart
No scars on your beautiful
We're stars and we're beautiful oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
And you don't have to change a thintot!
The world can change its heart
No scars on your beautiful
We're stars and we're beautiful oh
She continued singing to the song playing on her phone and came out to dry her hair. She was still drying her hair when she felt a knock on the door.
She immediately wrapped her long hair and hid her wig.
"Who's there??" She asked
"Ma'am, it is I, the maid." A very young voice called.
She walked up to the door and opened it.
"How may I help you," She asked, eyeing the package she was holding.
"The boss ordered me to give these to you," She said, still bowing her head.
"Let me have those," She said and collected the envelope. "You may leave,"
The maid nodded and left. She closed her big beautiful door and went over to continue her thing.
She wore her wig and applied her thick makeup. She then glanced toward the bed and saw the envelope. She snatched it from the bed, expecting nothing. She opened the envelope and found a note inside. Meet me in the dining for supper. Don't be late like last time.
Damon
She sighed and started walking down toward the dining room. She then remembered she was feeling hungry for not quite long.
She arrived at the dining room and saw Damon sitting alone, operating his phone. She wondered if he was waiting for her or simply didn't feel hungry. She shrugged at the thought and went over to one of the chairs. "Hello," She said, not looking at him
He paused for a while, then nodded
"Received your message. What are we having for dinner?" She asked, obviously hungry.
"Why don't you tell me?" He said to her.
"Tell you what?" She asked, confused.
"What do you want to eat." He replied
"Anything, why do I get to choose?" She asked again.
"I don't know, maybe you'd insult my maids this time and not the waitress." He said and smirked.
She frowned. "Can we quit talking and get some food, Mr," She replied harshly.
"I'm not Mr, I do have a name and would appreciate it if you call me by that," He replied curtly
"By your name, you mean..." She asked, searching for an excuse.
"Yeah, why don't you try it?" He insisted
"So, let's assume this is our first date and we haven't met before, so now, you tell me. What do I call you?" She asked, smiling.
"As I said, call me by my name." He said.
"Come on, don't spoil the fun," She said, pouting her lips.
Damon looked at the beautiful short-haired lady and couldn't help staring at her cute she was with that facial expression.
"Aren't you gonna tell me?" She asked.
He was suddenly brought back.
"Ok, you can call me Damon," He said
She breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ok, Damon. My name is Ro...sorry, I meant Katie," She said, correcting her mistake.