His Maid's Son novel Chapter 6

as he hurriedly opened for me, and soon his chauffer was speeding away.

'I must have made a fool of myself.' I thought sadly. He had this scowl on his face and he and Yussuf exchanged some weird looks and I felt like it had something to do with me.

Once Yusuf focused on the road, I took the opportunity to thank

Mr. Alexander but he just brushed it off assuring me that we were not indebted to him. Could this species get any more attractive? I wondered as his gaze zeroed on my face staring intently as if he was trying to study me. I heard Yusuf speak to someone and I averted my eyes from Alexander and looked through the window. We were in a magnificently built building and when the gate opened and Yusuf drove in I assumed Alexander had an office there. I was surprised to learn he owns the whole building especially since there were many cars in the basement which made me wonder how many employees he had.

When the car came to a stop, he got out and I followed closely to the elevators. He punched in, the twentieth floor and it started ascending, silence falling over us. I fiddled with my fingers and my nerves started to spike up. I can't explain what happened but one minute I was okay and the next fear of failing at the opportunity I had been given crept in. My old man's utterances played on my mind.

' You are useless.' my breath became labored and I squeezed my eyes shut. What a perfect moment for my insecurities to get the better of me! I tried to calm myself down but the more I tried the more trapped I felt.

'good for nothing faggot.'

'Pathetic'

'Loser'

One minute I was standing next to a handsome man and the next I was sobbing on my knees with him rocking me like a poor scared kid. I have never been this humiliated in my entire life.

It felt like I was failing before trying and it sucked. I was wheezing every time I tried a deep breath and tears seemed to worsen the situation.

"Shhh... I got you." Mr. Alexander's voice whispered warmly, as he pivoted my shaking frame with his as he pulled me up. He proceeded to wrap me in his arms tightly mumbling soothing words. I held onto him as his words overrode my father's insults.

I didn't hear the elevator ping, but when the door opened, Alexander just dragged me by the hand and I held onto his. He opened his office door and once I stepped in he pushed me further and locked the door. He leaned on it for a second or two and then gestured for me to sit by the couch. He proceeded to the minibar and grabbed a bottle of water.

" Here," he passed the opened bottle which I took in haste and gulped trying to dissipate attention from me but achieved the opposite.

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