Pleasuring the Maid novel Chapter 14

***Ava's Pov***

The Swahili philosophers once said Majuto ni mjukuu, huja baadaye. Meaning regrets are like a grandchild, they usually come at a later date.

That is how I felt when I woke up sandwiched by  the Romans brothers.

Don't get me wrong, I loved every fucking second of what happened the previous night. But I couldn't help but regret the timing.

We should have made sure that Renata and Reynard had travelled and arrived safely.

We should have called them given the state in which Renata was in when they left the previous day.

Poor woman, she seemed shaken, even a fool could tell that something was really wrong, something awful had happened.

That phone call the couple had received definitely bore bad news, what I didn't know is exactly what the news was all about.

I mean we didn't even know exactly where they were headed. Oh my goddess, we didn't even ask before they left! and we didn't even follow up.

This was not cool at all, I mean we got pretty intimate after they had left. It's like we felt no remorse enjoying ourselves while they were obviously going through a rough time.

Damn, did the boys even care? Did they even think about their parents before pleasuring me? Did they think about their parents happiness and safety when they were all over me?

"Morning Ava?"

"Morning Ray" I didn't hear him approach, maybe because he was wearing socks. Making his steps a bit quiet.

I was leaning on the granite kitchen counter, trying to think things through.

"Why did you leave the bed angel? I didn't like waking up without you on by my side."

I was right, they didn't even think about their parents. Why was he here asking about my presence on his bed when I woke up? Shouldn't he be worried about his parents well being instead?

"Hey beautiful, slept well?" Bryson chimed. Waltzing in the kitchen with no care whatsoever. He was only clad in a pair of black sweats, leaving his upper body on display.

I forced my eyes to look anywhere but his drool worthy profile. No way I was letting my mind wander off at a moment like this.

"Hey, Bryson just asked you a question."

Was he even serious now? I thought Ray was the sensible one, seems I was wrong.

"What the fuck is wrong with you two?" I couldn't help but facepalm.

"Huh, I should be the one asking you that, Bryson just asked you how you slept and you just glaringly ignored him. So Ava what in the hell is wrong with you?" goddess damn it Ray.

"Are you regretting going wild with us last night? Is that it? or are you finally realizing that what I've been saying about you is true?

Spreading your legs for me and shoving your boobs on Ray's mouth like the fucking slut you..."

"Shut - the - fuck - up- Bryson. Just shut it." Not again, I wasn't going to allow him finish that sentence.

"Hell no Bryson, not now, not today and as sure as hell not ever again. Enough is enough, I have feelings unlike you.

You are just a self-absorbed prick."

"I'm going to teach you a lesson you bitch." Bryson sneered, already advancing towards me.

"Oh, by slapping me like you did the other day? Only a coward raises his hands to beat on a woman.

And that's exactly what you are, a scaredy cat." I was fueled up, I was tired of allowing to walk over me. If I was going to sleep in this house then I would definitely need all the peace I could get. 

"Ava, please calm down. This is not like you, so tell me what is it really? because I know this is not about Bryson's insults." Ray hadn't moved an inch.

'Oh no Ray, I'm not calming down, I refuse to let your brother( I pointed at Bryson) continue with this sickening torment. ' I was waving and throwing my hands exasperatedly.

'FYI Bryson, I've only slept with one man in my life. Does that make me a slut? What is it to you? Why do you hate me so much? Is it something I did ?' My pitch rose with every question that I asked.

None of them said a word, they didn't even look at me. Bryson's hung his head, while Ray found the kitchen counter top suddenly interesting.

'Ava, please...will you tell me..us what this is all about? It's not about Bry's taunting, is it? ' Ray spoke calmly.

"Yeah, right, it isn't about your monster of a brother here. Seriously Ray did you not see how your mother was so terrified, sad and confused all together? "

"Oh my god! " He swore, finally realizing it all.