Secret Affair With The Young Master

Alice pov

"Alice, go and serve Mr. Carson tea in the garden. Make two cups. He has a visitor.

"Yes, Miss Grace," I sat up. I have been lying quietly in my quarters and resting when the head maid, Grace, came. I grumbled and got up from bed; I was about to get a nice sleep before Grace came. She could have sent anybody else; I thought, the other maids were not busy. It was clear she was purposely targeting me.

I went and prepared the tea while mumbling. When I was done, I brought the tea to the garden where Sir Carson was staying.

Carson was the only son of my boss, MacPherson. The MacPhersons were a very powerful family. They're wealthy and well-connected in the government and military. The MacPhersons were a huge family, and they had five girls with their nephews and cousins visiting now and then.

I heard from the other maids that serving in the MacPhersons' family wasn't easy. The children look down on us and don't talk to us with good manners.

Tomorrow will make it the first month I started working as a maid in the MacPherson family. I was very excited about the salary. The MacPherson family pays their workers very well, which was one of the reasons why I decided to work here.

When I reached the garden, I became nervous. This was the first time I would be interacting with Carson. Over the one month I was here, Carson had traveled and only returned today. From what I heard from the other maids, Carson was bad-tempered, arrogant, and hated clumsy people.

In the garden, a man was sitting calmly and talking with a woman who was sitting opposite him. The girl's eyes sparkled now and then, and she looked like he was flattering her. Alice's eyes settled on the man who was very handsome and well-built. The clothes he was wearing were probably branded judging by their qualities.

"Sir, here's your tea," I said. The girl looked at me in displeasure. She was blonde-haired and wore thick makeup. Her clothes were from a famous brand, but they weren't decent; she was half-naked with her cleavages showing.

The lady tried to shoo me off. "Pour the tea and go; you are interrupting us," she said angrily. She was a bit arrogant and felt angry that I interrupted them.

I ignored her and started pouring the tea; in the process, My fingers trembled as I balanced the precarious tea tray, and a small bit of the tea poured on the girl's clothes.

Pah!

She yelled "You clumsy oaf!" in a startlingly vulnerable tone. "Do you have any idea what you've done?" I tried to apologize, but my voice trailed off. Do you know how much I bought these clothes? You can't afford it even if you save up for ten years," she cursed. I touched my burning cheeks and winced in pain. I felt very bitter; it was just a very small amount that poured on her. It doesn't warrant this slap.

"Hey, why did you hit her like that?" Carson scolded.

"Can't you see what she did to me?"

"You could have just scolded her; we don't hit people here," he said angrily.

"I am sorry," she pretended to be unhappy, acting cute.

"And you," Carson said, facing me, "you have to be careful; you should stop being clumsy. Next time such a thing happens, you are going to hate me. Do you understand?"

I stammered an apology, but the words died in my throat.

"Now go!" He ordered; I bowed and left the garden; I was so angry; this was the first time anyone would slap me. In my father's house, I was pampered; my father used to be well off, and no one would dare raise their hand on me. My parents had taken good care of me and her siblings until he was murdered. That was when my life changed. My father's boss claimed that my father had been stealing the company's funds and had seized our assets.

My mother resorted to drinking and betting and borrowed from a loan shark. They started demanding she pay them or they would take her daughter.

That was why I decided to work for the MacPherson family. So I can raise enough money to repay the loan and also help pay my siblings' tuition fees.

I went back to my room. "Why are you looking like this Alice?" Clara asked. She was also a maid and had been in the MacPherson family for a year now.

"Oh, it's nothing. I got sand in my eyes," I lied and went to the wardrobe. It was getting late, so I decided to wash up before going to sleep.

"Come on Alice, stop lying, tell me the truth; you look like someone who has been crying. Do you think I am a three-year-old you can deceive anyhow?" She insisted.

"There's nothing wrong; it's just that I was slapped."

"What! Who slapped you? It's not the head maid, right? If it's her, you have to report to Mrs. MacPherson. She is a good woman and is very upright; she wouldn't hesitate to punish even the head maid."

"No, it's not her," she replied.

"Oh, who is it then?"

"It's the lady with Mr. Carson," I answered.

"That bitch Angela,don't mind her; she thinks she is the future madam of the house but she is just daydreaming."

"Oh, you seem to know her."

"Yes, I heard about her while eavesdropping on the conversation between the MacPhersons' girls. Carson loves her so much, even though his parents disapprove of their relationship.

"I even heard her family had some financial issues recently and they lost lots of money."

"That's why she is latching onto Master Carson like a cow flea; she wants to marry into the MacPherson family since that's the only way she can help her family. What a gold digger."

"Don't speak like that; she is just trying to help her family."

"Why are you even defending her? Didn't she hurt you?"

"I know, it's just that she reminds me of myself."

"Don't compare yourself to that bitch; you aren't anything like her," Clara insisted.

"Okay, I have heard you; I want to bathe now; it's getting late." I dragged myself to the washroom, slid inside the bathtub and felt relaxed. I had been working throughout the morning and hadn't rested a bit.

The next day, I woke up early in the morning as usual. I started my morning chores. As usual, Grace gave me extra work. Throughout the day, I tried to avoid Carson. I don't like him one bit, especially after what happened yesterday, but fate had something different for me.

Carson pov

"Hey, you! Stop there." I called the clumsy maid, Oh, that's how I remember her, Clumsy

She turned slowly. "Are you calling me Young Master Carson?"

"Yes, why is it that nobody cleaned my room?" I asked angrily.

"I cleaned it yesterday," she replied.

"Is that how you clean a room? Little wonder you received a slap yesterday, You are so useless, I said

Her face burned red, and she looked away.

Just go back to that room, and this time, clean it properly." I ordered. She grudgingly went to my room and started cleaning it again.

When she was done, I came to inspect it before nodding in satisfaction. She left my room tired and went straight to her quarters.

I took my phone, I have been calling Angela my girlfriend's line for the 100th time now and no response from her.

I was worried, "what could be wrong with her"?

I drove straight to her house, I knocked on her door several times but no reply, then I called her line again. I was surprised to hear her phone ring from inside.

Something is definitely wrong, I pushed the door a little and surprisingly it opened,I went straight to Angela's room and heard a faint voice.

"Oh baby, yess, ohhh right there,go deeper love, yes babe"

"What kind of movie is Angela watching by this time that she couldn't hear her phone ring", I thought to myself.

"Ohh Raymond", that was intense. I heard the faint voice again.

"Raymond,that's surprising. I know Raymond, infact he is my best friend", I thought. And that sounds like Angela's voice.

"It can't be what I'm thinking, can it"? I need to get inside and see for myself,

I opened the door to her room and saw the shock of my life.

Angela and Raymond, in bed, kissing each other naked.

'Angela'! I exclaimed

"Carson, what are you doing here?, how did you get in?, she stammered, getting out of bed.

"How could you do this to me man? you are my best friend", I said pushing Raymond.

"Calm down please Carson",Angela shouted.

I looked at her and said," calm down, I should be calm after I saw my girlfriend with my best friend making out"I said in frustration

"I'm sorry, I didn't want you to find out this way",she said.

"I and Raymond have been having an affair for months now, I love him, My parents insisted I marry you because of your status, we needed the financial benefits it could bring us". She continued.

I was hurt, I have been faithful to her, I did everything she wanted.

"I'm sorry you found out this way, but I never loved you, I was just out for your money" She said shamelessly.

"Am I dreaming?Are my eyes and ears playing tricks on me"?,I asked myself.

I stomped out of her house, I couldn't bear this pain, I needed a drink.

Drinking wine at home will not be enough, I need to soak myself in alcohol and hope it will wash away my pain.

My heart is heavy, my pulse pounding with a combination of anguish and rage. How could she do this to me? She knows how much I love her. I couldn't control the pain I was feeling.

"Take me to the nearest bar", I said to my driver.

"Sir",he looked at me confused.

"I said take me to the nearest bar Now"!!! I yelled.

I got to the bar and ordered three bottles,the bartender was surprised,

"Are you with someone sir,do u need to bring three glasses"?

"No,just one glass and three bottles of alcohol", I answered angrily.

I gulped the three bottles in less than ten minutes and ordered for more. I kept ordering till I was wasted.

"Sir, it's late, we need to go home",

Get out! I shouted at my driver.

I finally got tired of drinking and decided to go home, with one thought in my head.

When I got home, I went straight to the kitchen. There was silence everywhere, everyone was probably asleep.

I went to one of the kitchen drawers and took out a knife, wanting to end my life.

A recognisable voice said, "What are you doing, Carson?" above the cloud of my hopelessness.

Glancing up, I saw the awkward maid in front of me, her worried-looking eyes wide.

"You, retreat; do not dare approach me. My voice was coloured with venom as I murmured, "It's none of your business here."

"What nonsense are you talking about; give me the knife!" She ignored my orders.

I became furious. "Don't you listen! And what are you doing here at this time?"

"Why did you drink so much alcohol; don't you know it's not good for the body and why are you holding that knife and looking like you want to kill yourself." She scolded

I stared at her, my mouth wide open in shock. After a while, I calmed down.

"She left me," I whispered.

"You can tell me what happened. Maybe it will help you release your stress." She urged.

"Her name is Angela. She was the love of my life. She brought so much joy and happiness to me.

I decided to come home and get my dad's approval to marry her. Even though my family had already prepared a fiancé for me, I was ready to reject her because I loved Angela so much. I was ready to weather the storm and fight for our love, ready to defy my father again.

"People warned me against her, but I wouldn't listen. And now she has betrayed me with my best friend. And when I confronted her, she told me she doesn't love me and was only after my money." He growled.

"I am sorry to hear this, She is a gold digger, it's a good thing you caught her before marrying her, she doesn't deserve you", the clumsy maid said,

I smiled and looked at her, only then did I notice she was wearing only lingerie, and it didn't cover her body well enough.

Alice pov

I felt so sorry for him. It must have been hard for him. He had even gone against his parents just because of her and was ready to fall out with them. This showed how much he loved her and how willing he was to fight for his love. That Angela is so cruel.

I started talking to him,"There's plenty of fish in the sea," I offered, a sliver of hope clinging to my voice despite the sting of Angela's cruelty.

Carson had calmed down, and considering he was drunk, he might not even register everything I had said. I thought. We sat on the kitchen floor, each with our thoughts.

"Can you please help take me to my room?" He requested. I nodded immediately; considering his state he might not be able to find his way to his room, so I helped him up, holding him across the shoulder; I took him to his room.

Inside the room, I helped him to the bed, but we stumbled and I fell on the bed with Carson on top of me. I tried to push him away; my face was burning hot. But he remained unmoving and didn't even budge. He raised his head and looked at me.

"I didn't know you were this beautiful, Alice," he said, staring at my body.

It was then I realized that I was wearing only lingerie. 'Wait, did he just call my name? How did he know my name?', I wondered, Carson's voice woke me from my thoughts.

"Why is it that I never realized that you are this beautiful?" He muttered. I tried pushing him again. This time he grabbed my hands and started leaning closer.

'What's he doing? Oh my God, what is he doing?' I was scared and tried to free my hands from his; I realized how helpless I was; Carson's hand was very strong. He planted his lips on mine. Immediately, all strength left my body, my struggle started becoming weak. Carson kissed me deeply; his hands went around my body as the kiss intensified.

I didn't know a passion like this existed; I slowly fell into the pleasure. In the next moment, Carson's hand moved skillfully to my vagina. My eyes bulged, and I tried to protest. He sealed my lips with his mouth; the sounds of moaning and cloth tearing continued into the night.

Early the next morning, I woke up feeling pains all over my body. I looked at the bed and saw the small stains of blood. 'So it happened?' I thought. My first time was just like that. I didn't know how to feel.

Carson, who was lying beside me, felt my movement and woke up. He looked at her in shock and hurriedly put on the bed lamp.

" What... what happened?"His voice was thick with confusion.

I gritted my teeth, a storm of emotions brewing within me. His next words were a slap in the face.

"Did you seduce me, you whore?"

"How dare you, after forcing yourself on me, you dared to accuse me of being a whore. Do you think I wouldn't willingly give out my first time just like that?" I restarted in fury.

Carson paused; he started recalling what happened last night, and when he saw the blood stains on the bed, he realized I was a virgin.

"Shit, what have I done?" He murmured. Turning to me, he pleaded. "I am very sorry; I was drunk last night; I swear it wasn't intentional; I can make it up to you."

"No need; I think it's better we just forget it," I said, blaming myself silently. I believed I was partially at fault. If I had struggled with all her strength, maybe I would have escaped. But instead, I was filled with passion and very reluctant to stop him.

I stood up and he saw I was naked, Carson stared at me intensely.

"You are really beautiful, Alice; if you like, I can keep you as my mistress." He suggested. I glared at him and didn't say anything, completely ignoring him. He went to his wardrobe and brought out female clothes.

"Here, wear this; you can't go around naked, right?"

I glared at him. "Where did you get this?" I asked.

"It was left here by Lisa." He answered with a straight face.

"You womanizer," I cursed and hurriedly wore the clothes; it's a pajama and a pink singlet; It was still early, if I could successfully sneak out of the room with no one seeing me, then everything would be fine, I prayed.

Luckily, no one was outside; I hurried down the corridor and tried to sneak inside my room.

"Where are you coming from?" A female voice sounded. I was terrified, looking back It was Karen MacPherson's eldest daughter.

"Miss Karen, I went to the kitchen to get a glass of water," I lied quickly.

"A glass of water?" She stared at me suspiciously. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, of course. What else would I be doing at this time?"

"Whatever, just get out of my face." She waved her hands. I ran to my room immediately and heaved a sigh. Fortunately, she didn't notice my funny movements, or she might have suspected something.

"Where are you coming from, Alice?"

I was startled by the voice. I turned and saw it was Clara.

"Oh shit! You scared me, Clara."

"Where the hell are you coming from? I didn't see you when I woke up." She asked worriedly.

"Oh, that, I went to the garden for a walk; I just want to get my mind off something."

"Is it because of what happened yesterday? You know you shouldn't bother about it."

"Yes, I know. Don't worry; I will try not to think more about it." I headed to the wardrobe to collect my clothes while trying to walk as normally as ever. Luckily, she didn't notice anything and was doing her own thing. I collected my clothes quickly and hurried to the bathroom.

I didn't like lying to my friend Clara, but this time around, I had no choice. Thank goodness she didn't notice anything, I thought as I slid inside the bathtub and allowed the water to caress every part of my body. Yesterday night had been exhaustive, and they had done it more than once.

I couldn't deny the. the fact that I enjoyed the whole experience, but I know this isn't something I can indulge in again. With Carson's identity, if news about it leaked, I would be in for hot soup.