In Love With My Masters - Episode 19&20

 

𝙸𝙽 𝙻𝙾𝚅E 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝙼𝚈 𝙼𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁

In Love With My Masters - Episode 19&20

{..Crazy over you..}

THEME: ROMANCE

By: Greenie J.

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"It's not hickeys, s-something stung me" Tiara stuttered, her palm was sweating. 

"Are you trying to say I'm blind or what?" Lucas asked, chuckling, a hint of amusement in his voice.

"You don't need to know, like I said, I'm quitting" she said, standing up from the bed immediately.

"For the last time, who gave you those hickeys?" Lucas ordered, his voice deep, his brow furrowed in frustration.

"My boyfriend, happy now?"she said boldly.

‘Oh no, Tiara, you are so dumb, how can you say he's your boyfriend’ she thought, biting her lips nervously.

"Really, Kieran?" Lucas asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Huh, no, it's not..." she protested, but he cut her off.

"Make me some coffee!" he ordered sternly.

"What? I told you I'm quitting" she said angrily.

"Seriously, if you wish to quit, how about I demolish your parents' restaurant then?" he said icily, his eyes narrowing.

"Are you trying to threaten me now, Mr. Coldface?" she said, her eyes welling up with tears.

"I give you 5 minutes to make that coffee" he said, his expression unyielding.

"I hate you" she mumbled under her breath, but he heard her.

"I dare you to repeat what you said" Lucas glared.

"I hate you" she said, glaring at him too, and stormed out of the room.

"Her boyfriend" he smirked, licking his lips slowly, but was interrupted when she returned, and he gave her a questioning look.

"Who changed my clothes?" she asked, her brow furrowed in confusion.

"Who else?" Lucas scoffed, standing up.

"If you were the one who changed them, that means you're a real pervert, a freaking pervert" she muttered, her face reddening with anger, and a smile spread across Lucas's face.

He walked towards her until he stood in front of her.

"Should I show you what a pervert does?" he said, his eyes fixed on her chest, and Tiara looked down to see what he was staring at. 

She gasped, remembering how he had squeezed her b00bs the last night, and her heart skipped a beat. Her eyes darted back up to his, sparkling with a mix of fear and curiosity.

'It's stupid that I wanted him to do that again when he's sober, not just when he's drunk' she thought, her cheeks flushing.

She was still lost in thought when she felt his hand on her shirt, and she jolted back to attention to see a button being removed by him. Her eyes widened in alarm, and she took a step back.

"What are you doing?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly, but Lucas didn't reply. He removed another button, and she immediately covered her chest again, as half of her b00bs were now exposed. Her face burned with embarrassment, and she glared at him, her eyes flashing with anger.

"Don't" she mumbled.

"Why?" He asked cockily, his eyes gleaming with curiosity.

"I hate you" she muttered, her voice trembling.

"Opposite" He said shockingly, and her mind went blank.

"Huh?" she gasped, her eyes wide with confusion.

"So, you like me?" he asked with a sly, cunning smile, taking a step closer to her.

"I have to go" she said instead, trying to avoid the question, and turned to leave. But he stopped her with his next words.

"Mind telling me when I became your boyfriend?" He asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm, and she turned back to him, her eyes shocked.

"I touched and kissed you last night" he said, his eyes locked on hers, and she started sweating.

"You think I don't remember? I intentionally asked you about the hickeys to see your reaction" he continued.

"Why didn't you tell me when you knew?" she mumbled, her hands still covering her chest.

"Hmm, I wanted to know whether you're a slut or not" he said, clicking his tongue, and Tiara felt a stinging sensation in her chest and tears welled up in her eyes.

"But I guess you are" he said, his voice cold. 

"By calling me your boyfriend, you looked like you wanted me. You wanted me to touch you more, to kiss you more. You looked desperate, like a real slut to me. You know, I should have fired you by now, but I won't"

He finished, his expression still remained the same, and tears streamed down her face, but he showed no emotion.

"You're so mean, cold-hearted. Am I really that bad? You always call me names. Is it because I'm not like those classic rich ladies? Why do you hate me like that? I always irritate you. It hurts so much. I just want to quit" she sniffled, her hand slipping away from her chest unknowingly.

"Get out" he commanded, his voice firm.

"I said get out" he repeated, but she didn't move. Little did she know, her exposed boobs were affecting him in a way he couldn't control. Remember, her buttons were removed, so everything was visible to him.

"I said get the f*+*k out of here" he ordered, his eyes blazing with anger and lust.

Tiara wiped her tears before walking out of the room. He hated the fact that he was going crazy over her exposed b00bs. He wasn't the type to be affected by such things. Many ladies had tried to seduce him by exposing their bodies, but he always ignored them. But now, a maid was having this effect on him - a f+cking maid. If she hadn't left, he might have done something stupid, something he didn't want to do.

He ran his hand through his hair, wondering how he remembered what happened last night.

FLASHBACK*

MORNING, 7 AM…. 

The morning sun rays flashed across his face, and his eyelids opened slowly before finally opening his eyes. He sat up on the bed, groaning, his head pounding. His hand went to his forehead, and he sighed.

"I got drunk last night, f*+*k" he mumbled and was about to stand up when a memory flashed across his mind, and he frowned deeply.

The memories came flooding back… how he was drinking, already drunk, holding his mom's picture, and when he heard some movement, he looked up to see someone. When that person approached him, he lusted over her body, thanks to the transparent dress she was wearing. 

She was about to run away when she noticed his stare. He pulled her back, and she landed on his lap. He turned her face to his, revealing his maid, Tiara. He squeezed her boobs, kissed her, and took her to the bed, doing crazy things to her.

"Shit, Lucas, what have you done?" he muttered angrily, folding his fist.

PRESENT*

"I really f*+*ked up" he said, and his dog, Mochi, came in, causing him to roll his eyes. 

Mochi ran to him and started jumping up for him to carry her, but Lucas only stared at Mochi blankly. Mochi made a puppy face, but that didn't move Lucas. Mochi made a sad face, and that got Lucas, he really loved the dog so much. he was the offspring of his childhood dog, who had passed away years ago.

"Finally remembering me" he muttered. He unbuttoned the shirt he was wearing, removed it from his body, and threw it on his bed. He glanced at the buttons he had removed from Tiara's shirt on the floor before walking to his room balcony, with his dog following.

TIARA'S ROOM**

Her silent cries filled the room as she sat beside her bed on the floor, her head buried in her laps, and her hands wrapped around her knees. 

"I hate him" she sobbed. 

"He's a devil"

She continued crying when her phone rang beside her. She looked up slowly, then turned to the side where the phone was and saw the caller ID: Kieran. 

She ignored it and continued crying, but the phone kept ringing. When she found it disturbing, she took it angrily, intending to switch it off, when a message popped up on the screen. She opened it to see a message from Rita:

💬: Hey babe, can you believe your brother just told me he'll start working at the most expensive and popular cafe near your house today? I swear I was surprised"

Tiara smirked, 

"So that douche can't even tell me, his sister, f*+*k you, Terry" She was about to reply when another message popped up, not from Rita but from an unknown:

💬: IF YOU FALL IN LOVE WITH LUCAS ROSS, YOU WILL DIE A PAINFUL DEATH, SO BEWARE"

She gasped fearfully, her body shaking vigorously, and sweat covered her immediately. 

"What's going on? Why will I die? Who is this?" she mumbled, still shaking. She quickly threw the phone away and hugged herself fearfully. 

"I'm so scared, very scared" she mumbled again.

**

EVENING~CAFE

Liam, Thatcher, and Sydney were sitting around a table. All the people present in the cafe were crushing on the boys and Sydney, since she had a boyish appearance. When someone posted that they were at the cafe, people started coming just to see them.

"Is Cas not coming?" Sydney asked, looking around before facing the guys again.

"Dunno" Liam said, sipping his coffee.

"Same here" Thatcher said, eating some cookies.

"Seriously?" Sydney scoffed.

"So, mind telling us, why you got drunk last night? Who's the lucky guy or kid, I guess, since you mentioned high school and all that?" Thatcher asked, throwing a cookie in his mouth and winking at Sydney, who rolled her eyes.

"It's personal" Sydney muttered, fanning herself awkwardly.

"Hey gurl, you gotta spill it out because of your drunkiness, you freaking puked on me, so spill everything out right now" Liam said coldly, and Sydney flinched a little.

"Is it by force? I mean, Um, it's my personal... uh, it... gosh, it's something personal, okay?" she said, sipping on her tea, and she immediately spat it out due to the hotness, starting to blow her tongue. 

She took the tea again and drank it, but when her eyes caught a familiar figure coming out from inside the cafe walking towards the counter, her eyes widened, and she didn't know when she spilled all the tea that was in her mouth, since she hadn't gulped it all down, on Liam, staining his face and shirt. Thatcher laughed out loud at the scene.

Liam clenched his fist in anger, his eyes blazing with fury. 

"Sydney!!" he yelled, slamming his fist on the table, drawing the attention of the people present in the cafe. 

Sydney, regaining her senses, flinched and jumped up from her seat, her eyes widening in horror at the mess she had made.

"Baby bear Liam, I'm so sorry" she muttered guiltily.

"You puked on me last night, and now this" Liam muttered, struggling to keep his voice cool.

"I'm sorry" Sydney repeated, sitting down.

"Mind your own business and stop staring" she glared at the onlookers, who quickly looked away. She offered Liam her handkerchief, but he took his own and cleaned his face, then headed to the bathroom, with Sydney's eyes following him.

After a few minutes of silence, Thatcher asked, "So, why did you do that?"

Sydney turned to him. 

"I was just carried away"

"Because of that waiter kid" Thatcher smirked.

"What are you talking about? I...I..." Sydney was still stammering when she felt a gaze on her. 

She saw Terry staring at her intently, but when their eyes met, he quickly looked away and started talking to a girl beside him. Sydney frowned, feeling off.

"Is that his girlfriend? So, he's not single. She's not even pretty. Can't believe I got drunk because of him" Sydney blurted out, glaring at the girl. 

Thatcher glanced at her, then at Terry and the girl.

"Sydney, is he the reason you got drunk? Are you seriously jealous cuz he's talking to a girl? And don't tell me you're in love with that kid, or am I just assuming?" Thatcher asked shockingly. Sydney coughed.

"What are you talking about? I need to go. Tell Liam I'm sorry" she said, running out of the cafe.

"The heck, Sydney" Thatcher muttered, continuing to eat his cookies, his eyes fixed on Terry. 

The girl with Terry was the new girl in his school.

After school, Terry had gone to the cafe, eager to start working, despite his parents' disapproval. On his way, he met the girl, and they started talking. He was surprised she worked at the same cafe. They went together, chatting, and quickly became friends.

 

Terry was surprised to see Sydney at the cafe and was also shocked when Rachel, the name of the girl, told him how rich and popular Sydney was, and how she was friends with the wealthiest men in California.

Thatcher returned from the bathroom and sat down, furrowing his brow when he didn't see Sydney in her seat. 

"Where is she?" he asked curiously.

"She left" Liam replied.

"Seriously, just wait till I punish her for doing this to me" Liam said, signaling a waiter to bring him another coffee. 

He was about to ask Thatcher something when he saw him staring in a direction and followed his gaze to a waiter. 

"Do you know him from somewhere?" Liam asked, and Thatcher chuckled before looking at Liam.

"Wanna know who he is?" Thatcher asked, and Liam scoffed before nodding. 

Thatcher explained everything to him, and Liam's eyes almost popped out.

"Is she crazy? She's in love with this kid? This kid is probably 5 or 6 years younger than her. I mean, she's the youngest of us, she's 24 years old, and this kid would be either 18 or 19" Liam said shockingly.

"I can't wait to spill everything to Cas" Thatcher smirked, taking another cookie. 

"But he is handsome, though. Don't you think? If he grows up to our age, trust me, he would be just as handsome as Lucas, since he's the most handsome amongst us, or probably even more handsome than him” he added.

Liam scoffed. 

"Are you kidding me now?"

"For real, Sydney has a nice taste" Thatcher said.

"Come on, dude" Liam rolled his eyes.

**

LUCAS MANSION**

Tiara finished cooking dinner and was about to call Lucas upstairs when she saw him coming from the door at the corner of the living room. He wore an armless top, showcasing his muscles and his arm’s cross tattoo, and black joggers. Sweat made his hair stick to his face, and he had a lollipop in his mouth. She stared, and felt hot breath on her skin, and gasped as he was so close to her.

She took a step back, and he rolled the lollipop in his mouth. A smirk played on his lips as he looked at her, she avoided his eyes before speaking. 

"Dinner is ready" she said in one breath.

"I thought you wanted to quit" he said, removing the lollipop from his mouth, but Tiara didn't respond and only walked away upstairs.

She wanted to tell him about the message threat, but she decided to keep it to herself.

"Did she just walk out on me?" he asked no one in particular. 

"Nice boldness" he muttered, heading upstairs to freshen up. 

Afterward, he returned to the dining area and settled down. Glancing at the covered dishes, he said, 

"I only want bread and tea. What is all this?"

He opened the dishes to find spaghetti and meatballs, beef with veggies, mashed potatoes, and salad. 

"Seriously?" he scoffed, about to eat when he noticed a folded paper on the table. Unfolding it, he read: 

"There was no bread at home, so I had to cook this. And I’m not quitting again, so don't touch my parents' restaurant. I beg you, Mr. ColdFace. Kindly enjoy your dinner, and don't choke.."

He chuckled, amused by the note. Dropping the paper, he started eating and was surprised by the delicious taste, same with his mom's cooking. He finished almost everything before drinking a glass of water. 

Remembering that tomorrow was his mother's death anniversary, his mood shifted to sadness.

NEXT DAY ** CEMETERY

Lucas, Lucina, and their father stood before their mother's grave, all holding flowers and dressed in black. 

"Mom, we miss you so much. I hope you're happy where you are" Lucina said, tears streaming down her face, before dropping her flowers on the grave. 

Mr. Ross stared silently at the grave, placed his own flowers on it, and then gazed at his children before walking away. Lucina glared after him. 

"That old man" she muttered, turning to Lucas, whose face looked cold, sad, and hurt. 

She placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. 

"Bro, it's alright. She's probably resting and happy where she is, okay?" She said, but Lucas didn't respond.

"I think we should go. The rain is about to fall" Lucina said, looking up at the darkening sky. 

"Just go" Lucas replied, his voice flat. Lucina looked at him, concerned. 

"But…" she started to say, but he cut her off. 

"I'll be fine. Just go" 

"Okay then, bye, bro" she said, patting his shoulder before walking away.

Lucas approached the grave, dropped his own flowers, and traced his mother's name, "MARIANA JANET ROSS" with his fingers. 

He cried slowly, and as the rain began to fall, he stood there, getting drenched. After a few minutes, he walked out of the Cemetery.

***

A FEW MINUTES LATER,

Tiara emerged from her room to see Lucas, drenched and walking toward his room. She didn't know what today meant for him. She stared at him and quickly ran to his side. 

"Is everything fine?" she asked, but he ignored her, opening his room door, entering. Tiara followed him. 

"Master" she called after him.

He removed his suit and shirt, leaving him shirtless, and walked to the bathroom. Tiara followed. 

He stepped into the shower and turned on the water, bowing his head under the shower. 

Tiara approached him. 

"Master, you'll get cold" she said, but he didn't respond. 

"Leave" he said icily, but she only went under the shower. 

She raised his head up with her hands, and he looked at her slowly. 

"Is something wrong? You look sad" she said, looking deep inside his eyes. He suddenly removed her hand, pushed her gently against the wall, and grasped her waist causing her to gasp.

"Can I kiss you?" he asked, his eyes locked on hers.

Her eyes widened in surprise, and before she could respond, he crashed his lips on hers, shocking her. He broke the kiss immediately and looked at her. 

"Kiss me back, because I'm not stopping anytime soon" 

He locked his lips on hers again, and Tiara kissed him back. 

He pulled her closer, kissing her gently at first, then roughly, and she had to follow his pace. Their lips moved in sync, their tongues fighting for dominance. The sound of their kisses filled the room as the water continued to drench them.

He was kissing her soberly, not drunk. She felt the urge to touch his chest, so she broke the kiss slowly, and their lips looked wet and red.

"Can I touch your chest?" she asked, breathless. He didn't respond but kissed her again, and she took that as a yes. 

Her hand slipped from his neck to his chest, and she started rubbing it. Lucas groaned in pleasure, kissing her harder.

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