Chapter 8 8

My mother had told me that my Grandfather will be staying with an old friend of his and I shouldn't bother myself. I am excited that I will get to see my Grandpa after such a long time. I can already imagine the look of happiness and relief on his face when I will tell him about mother's improving condition. Right now I found myself cleaning one of the very elegant guest rooms in the Hubert's Mansion. I was awfully curious about who will be joining the Hubert's for dinner tonight. I sighed as I finished cleaning up the ensuite. My mind automatically wanders off to William.

He is always on my mind. Sometimes, I feel that I should just forget about him because what we are doing is dangerous and wrong but sometimes, I want nothing more than to be with him. He started working in his dad's office today. I recall how arrestingly handsome he looked this morning in his grey Armani suit. It hugged his biceps and outlined every taut muscle of his chest. He was looking edible. I would love to be in his arms right now but duty calls and his has a more suitable status. Surely he would not want to be seen with someone of the lower class in public. I finished tidying up and left the room to attend to my other duties and thinking about Williams' perfect body. After taking a cold shower, I head to the kitchen to help Elizabeth prepare brunch for Mrs Hubert as she would be having a brunch with her friend, Mrs. Valdez. The thought of it just makes my blood rush. I wonder what those two ladies have up their sleeves this time around. No doubt that they were about plan something so that William agrees to marry Ariel. "My dear, why the long face?" Elizabeth asked in her accented voice. She looked at me with so much concern just like my Mother. "Nothing, my stomach is a little upset. Nothing to be worried about." I lied without looking her in the eyes. It makes me feel bad when I lie to her but I can't tell her the real reason. Her eyes widened immediately. "Darling, I think you should go lay down for a while. You've been on your feet since morning. It may worsen your present condition." "No, I'm fine. It's not so bad. You sound so much like my mother right now." I said too quickly, guilt creeping into my heart for making her concern over a lie. She said nothing. She just gathered the food into two trays. "Let me help you." I offered. "Oh no! You are unwell." "It's just a tray of food, Elizabeth I would be fine. Let me help you Please." "Okay. Thank you. Let me head to the market then. We're in need of some basil leaves and Italian seasoning. I will be back soon. Take care, darling.' I carried the first tray of food that contains fat, plum pancakes and a cup of syrup. "Good morning. Mrs. Hubert, Mrs. Valdez." I said as I reached them. They were sitting in the garden, deep in discussion. They were looking so serious like they were discussing business but I knew better. Mrs Hubert sucked in her breath sharply as she heard my greeting. "Please learn to announce yourself You cannot just walk into someone's conversation." She said angrily. I am so sorry." I answered back, apologetically. "Why don't you children of nowadays learn some respect? You do not talk back!" Mrs. Valdez said as her voice goes an octave higher. "I'm sorry, ma'am." She nodded, dismissively I wonder what I did so wrong that these two women are ready to chop my head off. "So what has William said about Ariel? Is he ready to marry her?" Mrs Valdez and Mrs Hubert continued their discussion. "You know how stubborn he can be, but don't worry. He'll come around. We just need a strategy. Ariel is a very beautiful girl and she would make a darling daughter-in-law." I head out to get their coffee. These women need serious help! They are mentally unwell to be thinking of such plans. How can they force William to marry Ariel? Marriage is for life. Something which should be true and pure based on love between two people. "I will come up with an idea, don't worry, why don't we talk about something else?" "Alright. Have you.... I left their presence and head back to the kitchen. I saw Mr Hubert, standing in the kitchen, looking out of the place. He looks like an older version of William. "Ahh! Olivia dear. How was the trip to your mother's? Hope she is responding to the treatment." He said, smiling at me. "Yes sir. She is doing well. She can be home next month. Thank you. It would not be possible without your help." I said. "No problem. I assume Elizabeth had told you about the visitor coming. "Yes sir she has." "Okay, good. He is a very important guest, treat him well. Where is Elizabeth?" He asked. "She went to the market." I answered. His eyes got dull at my answer. As if he is sad about Elizabeth leaving. Tell her that I would like to see her when she come back." "Okay sir. I will let her know as soon as she comes back." He turns about to go after he said, "I also want you to tell Paul to get the SUV ready by 6.00p.m." "Okay. I will.' I nodded my head up and down. I tidied up the kitchen and returned everything to its place. I then head back to the worker's quarters. "Paul." I said as I knocked on his door "Yeah. Come in." "Hey! Olivia. What's up?" "Mr Hubert said that you should get the SUV ready by 6.00p.m." I said and turned to leave. He grabbed my wrist. "Olivia, hold on." "What?" "Have you thought about what I told you?" "Listen Paul I'm not here for a relationship and I don't even think of you in that way. You're like a friend to me; I don't want to ruin that.' I said smiling only to get the door slammed in my face. Well that was rude. "What's wrong with that boy?" I heard Elizabeth voice. Oh! I guess she is back from the market. "I really don't know. He is acting weird." I said, sheepishly. Boys will be boys, why they have to be so difficult? "Why don't you give him a chance, dear? I stared at her, my eyes wide. She thinks I should be with Paul. Seriously, what's wrong with this woman? He is well he is more like a brother. It would be So awkward. "What?" I whispered. "It's not for me to decide though. Maybe you already have someone else on your mind. But Paul is a nice guy, handsome even.' I gaped at her, my mouth opened. Does she know about William? No, she can't. How would she know? I never told her and I don't think that William will tell anyone he has an image to protect after all. "Close your mouth, darling. I wouldn't want you to catch a fly. By the way how are you feeling now?" She smiled at me, I was So confused but then I remembered Mr Hubert request. "Umm... I am okay Elizabeth. Mr. Hubert said he will like to see you when you get back.' Her eyes light up immediately and her cheeks got some colour. Strange! Why is she so excited to meet Mr Hubert? Does she like Mr William? "Was that all he said?" She asks her voice shaky. She is acting like a teenager who was just told by somebody that her long time crush wants to talk to her. She rushed out of my sight, to tend to Mr Hubert, I guess. Why is everything in this house so strange? I shook my head to clear away these thoughts as I walked into my room.I opened my laptop which my grandfather gifted me to do some research. Elizabeth advice that I should try taking some online courses for the future. I think she was right. It won't do any harm. Besides I can get a more reputable job where people don't think of me as a low-life. After thirty minutes of searching and surfing, coming out with none that suit me, I decided to take a cold shower because of the hot and tiring day. Well not physically tiring but emotionally tiring. * I was chopping onions for dinner when I felt arms wrap around my waist and I knew its William. "Olivia" He said in a husky voice that can make any girl go weak in the knees. So he's back from work. Finally! He inhaled deeply from my hair and kissed the skin under my ear, making me shiver on instinct. "Stop! I don't want anyone to see us like this!" I said but in all honesty I didn't want him to stop. He continued trailing kisses from my neck to my collar bone, back and forth. I turned around in his arms about to tell him to move away but his lips crashed on mine immediately making mine move in sync with his. He tastes so good. He drew me closer to him and I wrapped my arms around his neck, tugging on his hair. There was no space left between My arousal came back in full force. He entered his tongue in my very willing mouth and sucked on my bottom lip. I kissed him as hungrily as he was kissing me. He then pulled back; we both were panting trying to catch our breath. "Better. You look more relaxed now." I couldn't stop the colour that stained my cheeks at his words and my wanton girl act. I can't stop my body to react the way it does on his touches. He pecked my swollen lips again and gave me his heart-stopping smile. "Where is Elizabeth?" "Right here." I heard Elizabeth high pitched voice from the doorway. Her cheeks were crimson and she looked all flustered than the last time I saw her. Come to think of it, where has she been? Last I saw her she went to tend to Mr Hubert. I turned and continued chopping onions. "Okay William out. We need to start dinner. Your dad is having a guest over." She said as she started pushing him out. I can't help but chuckle on Elizabeth childish behavior. She looks so adorable right now. "So that's how I'm welcomed from my first day at work, even Olivia gave me a better welcome home greeting." I'm sure my cheeks and neck are the color of the beetroot plant as of now. I was blushing and I was embarrassed so much. "Oh sorry darling. Later!" William left only after getting a kiss on his right cheek and a bear hug from Elizabeth. I think about how close he is to Elizabeth than to his own mother. He is care-free and good when he is around Elizabeth; he even takes advices from Elizabeth but when he is around his own mother he acts like an arrogant bastard. Marie was making pasta and sauce as according to her that is what Mr Hubert instructed her to do. Is that why Mr Hubert was asking for Elizabeth? Well I guess. "Elizabeth Where have you been?" I was curious. She was gone for so long She was about to answer when I heard a very familiar laugh, No! It can't be, I ran to the patio window and saw my Grandpa. What is he doing here? "Grandpa" I whispered. 'Oh my! Don't tell me he is Mr Hubert important guest', I said to myself as I ran back to the kitchen. How is that even possible? How a common man like my Grandfather does know Mr Hubert and be his friend that to an important one? Do I even know my own grandfather? Who is he exactly?