being his maid

Episode- 116 being his maid     Alisa’s POV   Edwin raised his eyebrows and moved to take a sip… he placed the coffee mug on the table and said with cold face, “Do it again”  That’s it…. I lost my chills… I took the cup and drink the coffee… it’s good but this person is all on his attitude. I said, “Mr. Gray the coffee is good…. I am not making any more, if you don’t like it then DO IT BY YOURSELF.” I took the coffee mug and walked to the living room… I whispered, “I hate him”    Soon I saw him standing in front of me, he snatched the coffee from me and started drinking it. I scoffed, “you didn’t like it”       He said while sitting beside me, “Yes… this is disgusting but…. How can I allow my maid to drink my coffee in my mug…” I wanted to punch him at this moment,  but I just kept staring at him with anger, he pushed me from the sofa and I hissed, I looked at him in anger, I practically screamed, “What?”     He said with smirk, “Maid should not sit with her master… and I am your master.”  I got up and fixed myself.     I said, “I am not your maid…. I am going I am busy person.”    He just said, “Accept the punishment or your store will do it.” I turned to him and looked anywhere but not him. he then said, “Come with me, I will assign you some work…. Since you are my maid.”  He walked to the second floor and I  followed him…. ‘my life sucks’ … that’s what I was saying to myself all the time I followed him.     I realized I was in his room I noticed he closed the door, I stuttered, “W-why a-are we here?” he moved close to me and I took few steps back but I got pushed and my back was touching this cold wall, his hands were on both side of my head, he was staring at me as if I was his prey… he bite my ear and I got chills all over my spine, he secure his hands around my waist, I placed my hands on his chest and tried to push him… he then whispered, “Clean this room.” He moved away and I was finally breathing.       I close my eyes and opened it after a deep breath. I looked through the room and it was clean… everything was organized and perfect. He said, “Get to work.”   I replied, “But… room is c-clean.” He nodded as if he is understanding something. He walked to the closet and started throwing the clothes out off it… he threw everything from the table and nightstand. He finally looked at the room satisfied with all he did and said, “Enough dirty to clean?” I just looked at him with surprised… he added, “then work”      At this point I understand one thing there is no way to make him understand things, if he says something then we have to do it….    It took me hours to fix this mess and what he did was sitting on the chair and read a book right in front of me……. I finally set the things on the table and I felt like I won a war… but I was interrupted by a annoying voice, “How do I get such slow maid…. “ he sigh in the end dramatically, my fist tighten immediately… but there is no use of arguing with him.         I turned to the door and before I could reach the door I heard him, “I want you in the garden in 15… and arrange something to eat…” I dashed out of the room and went to mine, first thing I did was threw the vase on the floor and it scattered…. I screamed because I can’t scream on him….