Thread: The Struggle for Power (Sumi & Alan23)

What Jak didn't know was that the villa was owned by Iris and Iris alone. The fact that the house was almost as big as a manor was just the proof of how rich she really was at the moment, even with the money she earned from her work at the company. While the left wing of the castle-like villa was almost forgotten, the rooms there only used for the guests or the family members who would decide to visit her from times to times, the other wing was where she spent most of her time. There she had a spacious bedroom, two bathrooms, an office-like room, two other rooms she rarely used one of which was now occupied by Jak, all of them connected by a single long corridor leading both to the other side of the house and downstairs. Let's say dinner was always a fancy event for Iris. Even if most of the time she was alone. Simply sitting at the end of the table in her own personal castle, having people do things for her, it was the greatest feeling she could wish for. Well, almost. Either way, the brunette didn't bother to wear the same fancy clothes all day long. At home, she wanted to feel comfortable. Even if Jak would still be there to mock her. And regarding that, she now wondered how would she cope with sleeping in the same house with this man. No matter how you looked at it, it was kind of a bad idea. However, as happy as she was on the day she got the lucky ticket meaning the day the charity chose a new employee for her company, she never considered the fact that choosing her own place to let him live in was the worst thing she could have thought of. But, that was in the past now. She had to act according to the present and the future. The first thing she did when she reached her room was definitely taking off the one undergarment that embarrassed her earlier. She almost blushed again as she remembered how loud her was laughing at her. Mentally cursing him, she walked over to her wardrobe and picked a loose beige blouse and a pair of black shorts, this time leaving only the bra and the panties on. No way she would be mocked again. Not that she would actually let him get close again. Nope. Not so soon, and not on her watch. She would have actually left the bra aside too, but if she had to be honest, it felt awkward to wear no bra knowing that he would be around. There goes the comfortable place she called home. As soon as she walked out of the room, the mobile started ringing, reminding her that she couldn't really forget about work yet. No, I'm fine. I'm old enough to take care of myself. she spoke as she walked downstairs towards the dinning room, her voice echoing due to the corridors' nature. Yes, I'll send you an email tomorrow morning. Mhm. Alright, good night. Send mother my regards. she added and hung up, placing the phone back in the pocket of her denim shorts, just as she entered the dinning room. Now, here was the problem. There would always be some of the maids around her, especially at dinner time. So, Iris was now stuck to trying to keep her 'mistress' image she worked so hard for. If he would dare and mock her in front of the servants, she had to act pretty smart and be as calm as possible. For now, she glanced at him as she took her sit, a glare that clearly stated Don't even think of it! Mock me and you'll end up in Hell. It was that kind of stare. I'm sure you've noticed that there are already some clothes prepared for you in your room. From now on, you'll be wearing those at work. You can call it some sort of a 'uniform' for work. One of the girls here will show you where's the kitchen, the bathroom and the study room. You can wander around, except for my room and the bathroom next to it. If I'm in my office it means I'm working, so I'd rather not have anyone disturb me unless it's for a very good reason. she explained, before one of the maids arrived with the food. Is that understood, Jak?