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you in pain like that.”

Sighing once more, he spoke.

“It’s not that April. You did nothing wrong. It’s me.”

Putting on his clothes at an almost expert pace, he continued.

“It’s as I said before. My past self was not someone I want to resurface.”

“What? Did what we just did stir something in you?”

Mr. Carawell remained silent as he buttoned up his shirt. I decided to press the issue.

“I can handle myself. Everything we just did, I wanted. So you like to be a little dominant? There’s nothing wrong with that.”

Ignoring my question, he gave himself a once-over in the mirror. I wanted to keep talking. Show him that his past self was gone. But I realized that he was still practically a stranger to me. And as much as I wanted to, convincing him was out of my knowledge. For now.

“This won’t happen again. When we see each other tomorrow, there will be no mention of what transpired here tonight. Doing so will result in your termination. Are we clear?”

I nodded.

“Are you still ok with the incident with Mr. Lockheart?”

“Yes sir.”

“Very well. Good night April.”

And there he left the room, leaving me in a disheveled uniform and a sore body. I went to the bathroom and cleaned myself up, desperately wanting some sleep. Instead, I spent the night staring at the ceiling in the dark. What could he be hiding? What was going on with his wife? What was going on with his future? I would find out in due time. We would be spending much more time together.

After all, I was his maid.  Imprint

Publication Date: 01-17-2016

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Dedication:
A midnight tryst reveals several intriguing and possibly disturbing secrets about Mr. Carawell. Perhaps she is in over her head, but deeper into the rabbit hole she goes