Panic started to set in when I realized that I didn't have any ways to pay Lucas for his hospitality and where was I going to go. "Hey, look at me" I stared at him. "Everything is okay Olivia, I won't hurt you, I swear on my life."
I couldn't afford to pay him as I had kept my savings with Khloe and I was angry at the thought of all my hard-earned money was gone. This was a lesson I was never going to forget, to never trust anyone again. I would suck up to this man I didn't know if it meant surviving and getting back to my feet then I would leave but I would have to repay him for his gratitude.
"Then what do you want from me Sir? Because I can't afford to pay you, but I can pay you with other means."
"If you are implying sex, then no I don't want it from you. What I want is for you to get a proper job, even if it's just waitressing."
"I have never worked in my life"
"Then you will learn Olivia, are you hungry?"
"Yes"
He then stood up and I didn't know what to do, so I decided to follow him. He motioned me over and I went immediately.
"I will show you where everything is"
"Okay"
He took out place mats, glasses, cutlery and plates. "You can go set the table"
I took the things one by one and when everything was finally set, I went back, and I found wine. I took it and placed it on the table.
When I went back to the kitchen, it was filled with an aroma and my stomach grumbled. Lucas gave me a slight smile. I mean I could cook but he was more of a chef in my opinion. Then he dished up the rice and stew he had made.
I sat across him and as I was about to dig in he started to pray, and I just sat there staring at him and not knowing what to do. When he finished he raised his head, I expected him to make a remark, but he didn't, which left me relieved.
I dug into the meal and it was delicious, I didn't slow down until "here" as he handed me a glass of wine. "Thank you" as I sipped it. "This is nice"
"Yes" as he smiled ruefully.
"What is it?"
He handed me the bottle and to my shock it was only 3 percent alcohol. "wow that's why it's so nice, don't you like alcoholic wine?"
"I do drink it when the occasion calls but besides that, this is good enough for me."
"Oh okay" as I nodded.
"So, what do you do for a living?" I just didn't want it to get too silent as it unnerved me, and he didn't seem to mind.
"I'm a painter Olivia" I started to remember he had told me this before. "Is your hair naturally white Olivia?" as he bought me out of my thoughts. "No, this is a wig and you sir? "
"I was born with my hair like this"
"Oh that's cool"
"Why did you choose the colour white Olivia?"
"I just like it" as I didn't want to dive in to the real reason why my hair was this colour. Thank goodness he didn't press me for more because I just didn't want him to know more than what I intended for him to know.
When we are done, I quickly get up and take our dishes to the sink, then he takes out bowls and a tub of ice cream and strawberries. He dishes for the both of us, the first spoon sinks into my mouth and I moan. I keep on doing it with the next couple of spoons, when I look up I find Lucas staring at me intently.
Panic started to set in when I realized that I didn't have any ways to pay Lucas for his hospitality and where was I going to go. "Hey, look at me" I stared at him. "Everything is okay Olivia, I won't hurt you, I swear on my life."
I couldn't afford to pay him as I had kept my savings with Khloe and I was angry at the thought of all my hard-earned money was gone. This was a lesson I was never going to forget, to never trust anyone again. I would suck up to this man I didn't know if it meant surviving and getting back to my feet then I would leave but I would have to repay him for his gratitude.
"Then what do you want from me Sir? Because I can't afford to pay you, but I can pay you with other means."
"If you are implying sex, then no I don't want it from you. What I want is for you to get a proper job, even if it's just waitressing."
"I have never worked in my life"
"Then you will learn Olivia, are you hungry?"
"Yes"
He then stood up and I didn't know what to do, so I decided to follow him. He motioned me over and I went immediately.
"I will show you where everything is"
"Okay"
He took out place mats, glasses, cutlery and plates. "You can go set the table"
I took the things one by one and when everything was finally set, I went back, and I found wine. I took it and placed it on the table.
When I went back to the kitchen, it was filled with an aroma and my stomach grumbled. Lucas gave me a slight smile. I mean I could cook but he was more of a chef in my opinion. Then he dished up the rice and stew he had made.
I sat across him and as I was about to dig in he started to pray, and I just sat there staring at him and not knowing what to do. When he finished he raised his head, I expected him to make a remark, but he didn't, which left me relieved.
I dug into the meal and it was delicious, I didn't slow down until "here" as he handed me a glass of wine. "Thank you" as I sipped it. "This is nice"
"Yes" as he smiled ruefully.
"What is it?"
He handed me the bottle and to my shock it was only 3 percent alcohol. "wow that's why it's so nice, don't you like alcoholic wine?"
"I do drink it when the occasion calls but besides that, this is good enough for me."
"Oh okay" as I nodded.
"So, what do you do for a living?" I just didn't want it to get too silent as it unnerved me, and he didn't seem to mind.
"I'm a painter Olivia" I started to remember he had told me this before. "Is your hair naturally white Olivia?" as he bought me out of my thoughts. "No, this is a wig and you sir? "
"I was born with my hair like this"
"Oh that's cool"
"Why did you choose the colour white Olivia?"
"I just like it" as I didn't want to dive in to the real reason why my hair was this colour. Thank goodness he didn't press me for more because I just didn't want him to know more than what I intended for him to know.
When we are done, I quickly get up and take our dishes to the sink, then he takes out bowls and a tub of ice cream and strawberries. He dishes for the both of us, the first spoon sinks into my mouth and I moan. I keep on doing it with the next couple of spoons, when I look up I find Lucas staring at me intently.
