I knew that I had witnessed it once but that didn't stop my trembling hands as I held Harper's down. He was convulsing and his breath was swallow. Couldn't they just admit him at the hospital?

I gritted my teeth to push him harder to the ground. Man, he was stronger. I never took my eyes from his face while he started to come back. The way his body relaxed below me and the his face inch away from mine lost its crease, I knew he was coming back. 

I had this sudden urge to know what happened to him that he was getting panic attacks like this. 

His burning green eyes beneath me made my limps lose. I slowly removed my hands from his and that give him space to rip me from him and threw me across. 

My left elbow took a blow from the sudden harshness and I hissed in pain. Harper stood fuming infront of the bed. I slowly stood up and glared at him.

"What the hell?", my voice sounded a little harsh but I didn't care. No person treats others like that not even some handsome , extremely attractive jerk.

"Don't touch me ever", his menacing tone sent chills down my spine but I managed to keep my glare.

"I was just trying to help you"

He loomed over me and spat "I don't need your fucking help".

Whatever Wren said about him coming around, it was not gonna happen. Maybe he didn't know him but Harper was an asshole.

"That's my job"

He grabbed his wallet from the side table and pulled some bills and threw it around the room. My body flushed with humiliation. "It's what you are here for right? To be my mom's bitch? Take the money and be my bitch", the evil sneer was doing some thing to me especially my lungs. The disgusting look that he  portrayed looking at me like a cheap whore churned my gut

Shame

It was stuffing my nose to cut the air to the lungs and thrashing against my knees to give up. My face was red, the temperature inside the room peaked. I took few steps back like someone hit me. He did, with his words.

I could've thought about Marie and Kade and held it. Could've thought about my dad and overcame this momentary feeling but shame clawed at my heart. It was ripping through the walls I built. My burning eyes showed the impact of his words but I would never satisfy with him with my tears. 

I shut his door and ran outside the mansion. The chill air did nothing. I used to love the night air, the freshness that came with it because I couldn't relax during the day. But now something was darkening inside me. I wouldn't let it win. I overcame this darkness so many times and this time was no different. I wiped my tears and walked to the small yard beside the parking lot. 

Unlike the backyard, this one has some colorful flowers adorning it. A small pelican doll and the doodles were much prominent. 

I bet that woman didn't see it yet. That would've caused her an attack.

"That's my son", the deep voice smiled down at me. I smiled back at him overcoming my initial shock. If he noticed my red rimmed eyes, he didn't say anything

"That's some artistic stuff ", I snickered.

"I'm James. One of the drivers". He extended his arms and I did the same. 

I looked back to the flowers shining under the moon light. Their ability to put a smile to people who look at them even when their span is short, I wanted to be that one.

"I didn't see you in the quarters where others live", I turned towards him noticing his light brown eyes and striking blonde hair. Also, I noticed how he didn't mention the word 'maid'

"No. Just working at night"

"Mr. Wright?", who I assumed to be Harper and nodded. I took a seat in grass and James followed me and sat at a foot distance.

"Am I supposed to dislike my job in two days?", I asked myself which happened to be loud enough for James to hear.

"I quit my job in a day. You are strong enough to limit yourself at hate", he snickered. Maybe I saw some Kade in him because I spoke my feelings that no one had heard from me

"I could quit but I need money. You know, desperation keeps you going". I immediately regret the words. I wasn't the type to just my heart not even when someone behaved like Kade. What if he threw the words in my face? Would my heart able to take it now?

But he spoke before any more thoughts, "Nothing wrong with feeling desperate. I am too, to make my family happy, to give my son his education."

I slowly peeked inside the room. Harper was fast asleep or not. If he knew I cameI, he didn't bother checking and I thanked that asshole for that. 

James and I talked some generic stuff and parted ways. I contemplated to go back home and sleep on my cozy little bed after a night tea with Dad. I missed night teas. But the ice queen would have my head and had I ever given up on something? Hell no. So here I was, in the room with a stranger who berated me for doing my job.

I groaned and shut my alarm. It was the third time and I wanted that heavenly 5 minute sleep before I face the world. 

My eyes were unfocused I opened my eyes only to be met with a green set looking directly at me. 

How long did I sleep?

I checked the time to find I was late for about 10 minutes only. The chills started spreading through my body as I felt his on my back when I rolled the bed, when I checked his meds, even when I packed my bag.

My heart jumped when I heard his foot steps. I grabbed the spray and turned around to face him. His coffee scent hit my nostrils at full force. Whatever he used on his body, I appreciated it but not his closeness, physically.

"Step back"

He raised his eyebrows and stepped forward. My legs matched his only in backward direction. 

"You are in my space", I chipped

"This is my house"

"So, you are still in my space. Incase you are not educated enough, I am talking about the personal space where you make people uncomfortable by being in it, which you are doing now and not the place space".

He never took his eyes of me. For some reason, they were unnerving me but I stood my ground. He slowly took a step back and just when I thought he would leave me alone, his hands gripped my waist.

Panic shot through my veins. I was happy that the spray had finally come to my aid. I sprayed directly at his eyes. He groaned and wiped his eyes. Next time, I kneed him where the sun doesn't shine. He toppled onto the bed with a hand in his eyes and other holding his crotch.

I was fuming with rage. The words and actions combined created a wreck. Was there a possibility that I could lose my job?Yes. Did I regret it? Nope. It was harassment.

So, I sling my bag and lean beside him still muttering some colorful words.

"That's for touching me", I snickered enjoying the view of him rolling on his bed trying wiping the pepper off his face.

"Bitch. You are gonna pay for this", he groaned stuffing his face into the pillow.

"Asshole". I said and left the room just because I had morning class today.