I Sold my V. Episode 310 min read
I SOLD MY V.
( His royal Excellency)
Theme: NO PYJAMAS
♣️ Valentina ♣️
After I get out my shower, I get dressed in some black joggers and a black Cami and head downstairs.
I walk into the kitchen and sit on the stool. “Are you hungry miss?” My chef asked me.
“I’m starving” I smiled.
“What would you like?” He asked.
“Can I have some soup please?” I brought my legs up to my chest.
“Sure” he smiled and handed me a book. “Look through here”
I opened the book and it was full of all kinds of soups. “You’ve made all these?”
“I am a chef” he laughed.
“Yea that was a dumb question” I covered my face in embarrassment. “I think I’ll have chicken noodle soup, please”
“Sure” he said and started cooking.
“How did you know you wanted to be a chef?” I asked trying to spark a conversation.
“Well my mother taught my father how to cook and well since my father was cooking, I wanted to try it too and so I fell in love with it”
“Aww that’s so cute” I chuckled.
A cute little old lady came up to me and grabbed my arm. “You shouldn’t wear your pajamas down here sweetheart, Mr. Maxwell doesn’t like that” she looked afraid.
“Are you ok?” I asked her.
“I’m fine I just don’t want you to get in trouble”
I smiled. “I don’t really think I’ll get trouble”
“Oh you might” the chef said. “Mr. Maxwell is pretty tough”
“But it’s night time, why do I have to get dressed up at night”
“That’s just his way” he said and the old lady nodded in agreement.
“You better listen to them” a voice said behind me.
I spin around in the chair and Mr. Maxwell standing there with his hands in his pockets.
I swallow the lump in my throat before I speak. “It’s night time” I spoke softly.
“So… you should wear your pajamas”
He clenched his jaw and took a deep breath, he looked like he was holding something back. Like maybe he was gonna hit me? I’m not sure but then he said. “Okay”
I paused not knowing if he was mad. “Okay then what?” I asked like a little kid.
“Valentina come with me”
I was scared what happens when I go with him? “I didn’t eat my soup yet”
“You can eat after” he peered into my eyes.
I looked at the old lady and she was staring at me. I hop down from the stool and walk with Mr. Maxwell to his office. He lets me in first and I begin to walk to the chair but he grabs my hand and pushes me against the wall.
I gasp as he presses his body against mine. “You will not make a fool of me in front of my workers”
I spoke softly. “I wasn’t trying to”
“Well you did and I don’t like that” he licked his lips. “I should take you right now”
“T-that’s what I’m here for” I whispered against his lips.
“In time but until then I think you should change” He let me go and opened the door for me.
I pushed myself off the wall and walked out the door. “I’m gonna eat my soup” I said softy as I strutted out the room and I hear him grunt.
I walk in the kitchen and sit on the barstool.
“Done already?” The chef asked.
“Yea” I sighed. “Nothing bad” He chuckled as he put the soup in a bowl for me and handed me a spoon. “Do you have ice?” I asked.
“Yea you want some water?”
“No I just want to put it in my… soup”
“…ok” he handed my ice in a cup and I put it in my soup then I tried it.
“This is so good” I breathed in the spices.
“Thank you” he blushed.
“One day I’m gonna cook my chicken noodle soup for you, you’ll love it”
“We’ll see” he laughed. “I’m very harsh when it comes to food”
“Well my food will make you wanna be fat” I laughed and took another spoonful.
We continued talking until I was done I cleaned my dish and put it in the dishwasher. I walked upstairs to my room. I opened the door and Mr. Maxwell was in the bed, I guess we’re sleeping together.
I grab my scarf out of my bag and pineapple wrap my curls up. I climb in the bed and put on my reading glasses and begin to read.
“Go to bed” Mr. Maxwell mumbled.
“I’m not tired” I turn the page.
He turns toward me and I feel his hand resting on my lower back. “It’s late”
“It’s ten o’clock”
“I have to work in the morning”
“What do you even do?”
“So what I do all day?”
“Play with Nessie and Mile”
“Who are they?”
“The chef and the old maid”
I sighed. “Your so difficult” I mumbled low so he wouldn’t hear me but he did.
“What did you say?” He sniffed and grabbed my thigh.
“I didn’t say anything” I smacked his hand but he didn’t move it. “Stop it” I said quickly.
“Go to sleep”
“I can’t sleep Mr. Maxwell” I looked back in my book.
He groaned and sat up. He took the book from my hand and slid my glasses off my face. He put them on his side of the bed. “I can help you sleep” he said before reaching over and turning off my light.
He pulled me down with him and he wrapped his arm loosely around my waist. “Better?” He asked.
“No” I mumbled.
I heard him chuckle before we both fell asleep.
I yawn and sit up. I look over and Mr. Maxwell is still sleep. I look around the room and it’s still dark. What time is it?
I get up and walk to the window. I pull back the curtains and it’s still dark out. Are you kidding me? I barely slept at all it’s still dark out.
I walk back to the bed and check my phone. “Three in the morning?” I ask myself and I hear Mr. Maxwell move around. I turn off my phone and walk out of the room, I walk downstairs and into the huge living room to watch tv.
I turn on Disney channel and watch Hannah Montana, which I love so much! I’m half way into the show when someone comes downstairs.
“What are you doing?” Someone asks but I can’t see because they aren’t in the light of the tv.
“Who’s there?” I hold up the remote as if it’s a gun. Then I hear nothing. I sit there looking into the dark and wait for a response. “Answer me” I whisper.
I see a hand reach from the dark and grab my arm. I scream and it wraps it’s hand around my mouth.
“Be quiet it’s me” Mr. Maxwell put his face in the light and I see him. I sigh in relief and he lets me go. “What are you doing?”
“I woke up” I respond as he turns off the tv and grabs my hand. “I was watching Hannah Montana” I whined.
“You need to sleep” he pulled me up the stairs.
“Sleep isn’t that important, Mr. Maxwell and besides I always stay up late”
“That’s probably why you can’t sleep”
I climb in bed and turned on the lamp. “Can I read my book?”
“No, turn that light off” he got under the covers.
I turned the light off and tried to sleep but it was hot, I pushed the covers off my but then I was cold. “Oh my gosh” I sighed. “Can I please watch tv?” I leaned over him.
“No” he mumbled.
“Just five minutes”
I sighed and laid back down he’s like my mom for not letting me watch tv. I waited until I heard him breathing heavily to go back downstairs.
I quickly got out the bed and snuck out closing the door behind me. When I got downstairs Hannah Montana was on again and I turned tv on low and started watching. I tried to stay awake to watch the last episode but I fell asleep.
I wake up with the sun in my face and I get hot. I open my eyes and I’m in the bedroom again, he must’ve seen me downstairs again and brought me up. I get up and brush my teeth, fix my hair and get dressed.
I walk downstairs and I’m greeted by Mile and Nessie. “Good afternoon” they both greet me.
“afternoon?” I ask.
“Yup, what would you like for lunch?” Mile asked me.
“What do you like?”
“Okay” he laughs and start cooking.
“So what do you do all day?” I ask him.
“Well I work from here 8am to 3pm on weekdays but sometimes I stay later”
“So you here all the time?”
“No I do jobs in between because Mr. Maxwell isn’t here half the time”
“So what do I do all day?”
“Sorry sweetheart, no idea”
I groaned and spun around in the chair. I stopped and said “I’m gonna go for a run, call me when foods ready” I wrote my number down on a napkin and went upstairs to change.
I grabbed my shoes and ran downstairs and outside. I don’t know this place so I won’t go far. I play my old school jams and run down the road, I make a few turns because I thought I could find my way back but I’m lost.
I look around and I’m surrounded by big houses. I picked up my phone to call for someone but I didn’t get Miles’ number, I have to wait until he calls me.
“Ohhhhh” I groan and sit on the curb. “I’m gonna be here all day” I get on my phone and check my emails and do all kinds of phone stuff then I decide to call my mom.
“Hello?” She asks.
“Hey baby, how’s it going?” She laughs.
“Who are you with?”
“I’m just with the doctor”
“Yea we are kind of dating”
“Where are you?”
“In some fancy restaurant”
“Mom, you can’t use all of that money for pointless things, that money is for your chemotherapy”
“Came down, were stinking rich”
“Mom!” I yelled and then a limo pulled up to me. I looked inside of it and the window rolled down. It’s Mr. Maxwell.
“Get in” he said.
“One minute” I told him and turned around. “Don’t spend anymore money”
“Val, you don’t tell me what I can and can’t do”
“Yes I can, your not making a smart decision”
“Stop it, I am your mother. I just want to have some fun”
“You had fun when you wasted all your money on shit”
She was quiet. “I want to be happy before I die” she said and hung up the phone. I tried to call her back but she didn’t answer.
I got in the limo and sat next to Mr. Maxwell. “Why did you leave the house?”
“Because I was bored”
“You weren’t supposed to leave”
“You didn’t tell me that”
“That was your mother?”
“Yes, did you put the money in her account?”
“Yes she told me too”
“Put it in mine she’s wasting it”
“Alright” he pulled out his phone and typed away. “Done” he said after a couple minutes.
“Thank you” I said quietly and looked out the window. “How did you find me?” I looked at him.
He didn’t say anything for a while but then he said “I saw you”
“Hmm” I mumbled as we pulled into the driveway of his house. I got out and I walked into the kitchen.
“I tried calling you but I kept getting some Chinese restaurant place” Mile said.
I looked at the number closely and it was the wrong number. “Sorry I put wrong number” I laughed.
He put a huge sandwich in front of me and I washed my hands and started to eat. “How was your run?”
“I got lost”
“What street where you on?”
“I don’t even know” i was about to take a bite when my phone rang. I answered it and it was my mother.
“I don’t have any money” she said frantically.
“Oh I’m sorry that happened to you”
“Valentina, what did you do?”
“I didn’t do anything mom I have to go”
“Valentina!” She yelled.
“Bye” I said and turned off my phone.
I turned around and ate my sandwich and went upstairs to take a shower. Once I got out the shower and was dressed in jeans and a black tee shirt. Mr. Maxwell was sitting on the bed.
“I’d like it if you don’t leave this house again”
“Because it’s dangerous”
I sighed and rolled eyes. “Then what am I going to do all day? Why am I even staying here?” I yelled.
He stood up. “Don’t yell at me”
“I’m not yelling”
“Then what are you doing?” He walked over to me.
“I’m…” I noticed I was yelling so I it quiet. “I’m mad” I walked away.
“Your mad?” He followed me.
“I’m damn mad, Mr. Maxwell” I grabbed my suitcase and threw it on the bed. “I just want to get this over with” I mumbled as I looked for something to do.
“S*–x isn’t something that you just get over with”
“Oh sure” I said sarcastically.
“Do you even know anything about s–*x”
“No and please don’t tell me” I begged.
“Well you need to know something”
“No!” I shouted and covered my ears. “No no no no no no no, no!”
“Just the basic stuff” he laughed.
“No!” I interrupted him. “Stop it”
“Then how are we gonna do this if you don’t know anything?” He asked.
“Because I don’t want to know anything and it’s nasty and i’m uncomfortable please stop talking!” I said quickly and walked out of the room. S–*x is just nasty to me.