Shackles In Love

Chapter 16 The Lover?

Seeing the food, Zoya's stomach rebelled again. He immediately took the food to the kitchen and prepared it. While serving he ate a little to prop up his stomach. He took a plate and put the food there and served it to the girl.

"Where's the drink? I'd like to drink some juice."

Hearing the girl's request, instantly made him a drunk. He never knew how to turn fruit into a drink.

"Sir, actually not ...." Just about to convey his heart, the girl's phone rang and ignored Zoya's words.

"Hey baby, I've reached your apartment. Yes, I brought it," said the woman, smiling crisply.

"I've met your maid" he said. He then saw Zoya still standing there and immediately snapped at him.

"What else are you waiting for, I just asked for juice. Make immediately!"

"But, Ma'am I—"

"Darling, I'm sorry I got mad at our maid."

"It doesn't matter honey, he's not good at work."

Zoya who heard it looked hurt. What Bryan was so low on was simply admitting him as a maid who deserved to be bullied by everyone who came to his apartment.

"Why don't you fire, baby. I just saw it sick."

"The reason is quite good to clean the house. As long as I haven't arrived, you can tell her she will definitely obey you. He's stupid, too, baby."

Back, Zoya's heart is torn apart by Bryan's never-satisfied words hurting her heart and feelings. While the woman who got the green light immediately ordered Zoya to do everything she wanted without thinking about her feelings.

"You've heard what you say is the same as your employer. I am free to rule you until I am satisfied."

"Don't you hear?" the girl shouted annoyed. He immediately turns on the television and tells Zoya to get everything she wants.

"Get me some water!"

Zoya takes it and immediately hands it to him. "Here, Ma'am."

The girl gulped it down and spouted right into Zoya's face making the girl startled.

"Too cold, I want a warm one!"

Zoya took it back. However, as if never satisfied. He told Zoya to get water ten times. Too cold, too hot, too warm, and so many more words too out of his annoying lips.

He also casually poured juice on the floor when what he asked for did not taste what he imagined. He also makes the living room messy and it makes Zoya overwhelmed.

"Sir, please don't make this room a mess. It took me hours to clean it up. I beg you, Ma'am."

"Hey, that's your job. I have no problem with that. Want you to clean it for a long time I don't care. You as a maid can't eat a blind paycheck here, understand! Now clean the room."

Zoya sighed softly and immediately took a broom and mop to clean the room. On the sidelines of her squatting, her hands are accidentally stepped on, making Zoya grimace in pain. He cried to hold the pain and heat that spread on his hands.

"If the work is still, look around for the real thing not to step on!" snoring.

Zoya closed her eyes slowly and her head felt like it had blistered and disgust slowly penetrated her soul. He looked at the shoes worn by the girl.

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