More Than A Maid

Bella’s POV

“Peter” I called his name after he has taken some steps away. He stopped walking but he didn’t say anything. He didn’t even turn to look at me.

I didn’t know where to begin, so I kept mute.

He wanted to leave again, so I began to spew out my heart.

“Peter I’m sorry. Stop avoiding me and talk to me!” I said and began to cry but he scoffed like he didn’t care.

“Peter!” I screamed his name. That was when he turned to look at me.

“Is it high time we communicate now? No, I don’t think so” He smirked.

“I’m sorry” I repeated.

“Okay. I’m glad your father’s killer has been found. It’s been making you worried. That’s all I have to say to you” He said.

“Peter” I muttered, moving closer to him slowly.

“What is it Bella?” He asked.

“Are you mad at me? Why?” I mumbled.

He sighed heavily. “Yes, I am mad at you. I’m super mad at you. First, you totally believed my parents must have killed your father” Peter said.

“No – I… ” I stammered, that’s right. That moment, I didn’t want to trust anyone. Not even his parents.

“I’m sorry” I apologised again.

“Secondly, you- you came up with an excuse. You told me not to speak to you. Bella, although you had some crazy reasons but that’s just who you are, I figured out. You are always putting me in a depressed suitation intentionally” He rushed his word frustratedly.

“I’m sorry” I said again. That’s also right also, crazy reasons.., and intentionally doing so.

“Even before the investigation and interrogation began, you’ve been giving me weird attitudes, yet I tried to understand you. I maybe young and probably childish too but I tried to be a loving guy to you but you are quiet, you snub me, barely talk to me, pretend like I’m nothing to you. All in the name of Acting! Damn it!” He fired.

“I’m sorry” I continued sobbing.

“Our short babyish relationship was boring, you and I know that. It wasn’t only my fault but yours too. Tell me Bella, you have never been interested me, I literally forced you and I shouldn’t have done that. Or you probably liked me then but not anymore and that’s why you are treating me like gabbage” Peter continued.

“I… I ..” She stuttered. ” I’m sorry ” I repeated.

His eyes were clouded with tears.

“Do you have something to say to me rather than ‘sorry? ” He asked.

I nodded slowly. He looked at me, waiting for me to speak.. But then, I started with apologising again “I’m very sorry Peter.” Apart from that, we shouldn’t have feelings for eachother as Boss and maid. I, I have the trust issue. I don’t wanna feel loved when you probably do not love me” I resumed.

“One, you simply don’t trust me. Two, you think I’m decieving you. No Bella, you are the one who doesn’t love me. You are the one decieving me!” I voice.

“I… I am but I … I was in love with you Peter. Yes! I like you even before you realized you liked me too” I confessed, gazing into his eyes. “But then, I thought it was a mere feeling which will fade away whenever we depart. So not only did I push you away because you were literally my boss and not only because your mom didn’t want us to be together but because I was afraid of what will become of us at the end of the day” I spoke slowly.NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

“There you go again, crazy reasons”

“You are right. I made you obsessed with me, clingy and I made you beg for my love” She said.

“Exactly! I did begged for your love literally but not anymore” He proved adamant.

“Peter!”

“What?”

“You don’t like me anymore?”

I gazed into his eyes. There, I would find the real answer but he avoided eye contact with me. Acting like he doesn’t like me anymore. I couldn’t even detect if it was real or an act.

He scoffed after a moment of silence; “You broke up with me. So does it matter?” He asked.

“It does.” I replied. “I.. I.. still like you very much Peter. Is there a space in your heart for me again?” I didn’t believe such sentence will ever come out of my mouth.

He looked at me now, I thought he was gonna say something pleasing but all he said was ‘Whatever’

Geez! More tears clouded my eyes and rolled down my cheeks.

“You don’t like me anymore?” I asked again.

“Can I give you a goodbye hug?” He asked instead.

What?

I don’t believe he is already over me.

“No, I don’t wanna give you a goodbye hug but I wanna hug you right now” I told him.

“What?”

I’ve been craving for that passionate touch from him. I’ve always wanted to hug him so tight, hear his heartbeat on mine, perceive his nice smell. Be that way with him for long, yes! I have craved for a cuddle or snuggle from him.

I haven’t even gotten that affectionate hug from him but he gave it to Monica just like that, in my presence..

I stood right there, gazing at him.

“I wanna hug you, but it’s not a goodbye hug” I repeated.

The moment I moved closer to him, he came closer. There was no space between us.

I thought he would go ahead and hug me first. Instead, he reached for my lips. He planted a peck on the lips, then he looked at my reaction which wasn’t a negative one. I was only shocked.

I looked at his face then slowly moved my gazes down to his mushy lips. He was also looking at my pink parted lips which was craving for his lip touch again.

So I stood on my toes, and I was the one who reached for lips this time. He reciprocated, he kissed me deeply.

Now I know that I wasn’t only craving for his hugs or smuggle. But this exact deep kiss.

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To Be Continued