Chapter 5 In The Bathroom

Celine's POV:

On the first day of being Lucas' maid, I was already not having it. He was deliberately making things difficult for me. I couldn't believe he was asking me to undress him.

To be fair, Lucas did have a good figure. His broad shoulders perfectly complemented his lean waist. His legs were long and toned. He was well-built and looked like he took good care of his body. Once all but his underwear was removed, he continued to stand naked before me, as if he was waiting for something. Of course, I found him attractive, but I didn't dare let it show on my face. This was one of the few times when not having a wolf was an advantage. I couldn't necessarily feel the mate link with him yet, so there was no other response in my body.

Again, Lucas seemed annoyed by my lack of reaction.

"My underwear, too," Lucas commanded.

That was the last straw. I angrily turned around to leave. I liked to think that there were boundaries to undressing my boss. This bastard could properly take off his underwear on his own, and yet he was still asking me to do it.

But as I turned around, my foot stepped on something, causing me to lose my balance and fall backwards.

I felt a firm hand grab my waist to pull me from the ground. Lucas pulled me towards him, but my weight pushed the both of us into the bathtub together, creating a big splash.

In the chaos, I couldn't raise my head above the water and found myself wrapped in Lucas' arms. The bathtub was already more than halfway full. The addition of two grown adults falling in was enough to displace most of it onto the tiled floor. I didn't know why I was struggling so much to get up, until I realized how tightly his arm was locked on my waist.

"Let me go!" I flailed my arms, trying to break free from his grip. Not even twenty four hours with this man, and he had already assaulted me twice. Lucas was a monster disguised as a man. Joan was probably right about him.

"Stop wriggling, you're going to slip. Be careful."

I looked down at my poor self. My white clothes had gotten so wet that they had clung onto my skin, revealing every curve of my body and making me feel even more uncomfortable. I felt Lucas' piercing gaze on my chest. I felt so disgusted that I wanted to leave right this second.

But when I got up, I stopped at the realization that if I stepped out like this, he might as well see me naked. I looked back at him and glared. "Have you seen enough?"

"Fine, I'll look away, but be careful on your way out. It's slippery everywhere." Lucas turned away as he reminded me.

"Don't even think of sneaking another peek,"

I warned, keeping my eye on him as I got out. Lucas faced the wall and didn't move until he heard that I had left the bathroom.

Outside, I hurriedly took off my wet clothes. I hadn't even gotten my work uniform yet, but I needed to change into something. I rummaged through my bag and found some old clothes that had to do. Most of my clothes just came from the trash piles of some she-wolves who had worn them out. None of them looked close to good nor fit me properly.

When Lucas walked out of the bathroom, he immediately frowned at the sight of what I was wearing.

"What in the world are you wearing? Take that off. I'll give you something better."

He walked over to his closet and plucked out a plain white shirt of his. When I unfolded it, I found that the shirt was way too big for me.

I didn't know whether to thank him or to laugh. Was he actually going to let me wear his clothes?

Still, it was better than anything I owned, so I changed into it anyway. Because Lucas was more than a head taller than me, his shirt naturally fell almost to my knees. Neither of us thought that I needed to try if any of his trousers would fit me, so I went without them.

The shirt smelled like Lucas. Even though my sense of smell wasn't as keen as a wolf, the scent was not something I could ignore as the shirt covered most of my body. My ears started to get red at this thought.

Lucas finished changing his clothes as well and looked satisfied with what I was wearing now.

"Alright, wait for me here. I need to pick up a friend at the airport. I'll be back soon." Lucas picked up some car keys and left.

A big part of me was relieved. Finally, the bastard left and gave me some time to have my peace.

"Celine, Lucas left to pick up a friend. He told me to make you cook... Why are you wearing his shirt?"

Joan was finally allowed back in and was immediately furious at what she saw.

"None of your business." I crossed my arms.

"Take that off right this second. You're not allowed to wear Lucas' clothes. Give me that!" Joan rushed toward me with her grabby hands.

I didn't expect her to be so strong. She caught me off guard and I almost fell. But I couldn't let her win. Before she grabbed at me again, I caught her wrist mid-air and stared coldly into her eyes. "I'm warning you, Joan. Don't provoke me anymore. If you dare touch me again, I'm going to kick your ass."

"Humph! Kick my ass, really? You're the one who is about to get her ass kicked for wearing Lucas' clothes. He's never even allowed me near his closet. What makes you think the new maid gets to wear his clothes?" Joan was so angry that her eyes were getting teary. It was quite amusing, actually.

"Fine, I'll change."

I didn't want to wear this shirt anyway. Besides, I didn't think it would be appropriate for me to wear this in front of the guest later.

Joan threw to me a set of maid's uniform that I could change to. When I changed out of Lucas' shirt, I immediately chucked it to her. With Lucas' shirt in her hand, Joan cried as if the most precious clothing on earth had been stained.

I rolled my eyes and headed the other direction, not wanting to talk to her anymore. What did she see in that bastard anyway? Why did Joan like him so much?

Once Joan got over herself, she carefully tucked away Lucas' shirt and looked like she was heading to the kitchen but then stopped at a second thought.

"Celine, go make a salad for Lucas," Joan ordered.

"I don't take orders from you anymore, remember? I only do what Lucas tells me to do now," I refused.

But Joan was as stubborn and did not give up on nagging me. I was so annoyed that I gave in at the end. I went to the kitchen so that she could finally shut up.

With her red eyes, Joan followed me to the kitchen and told me about the do's and don'ts.

"Lucas doesn't like chicory. When you're making salad, don't put too much dressing. What you can put a lot of is parmesan cheese. You must peel the skin off of the peach. Lucas is allergic to the skin..."

I liked to think that I was a good cook, or at least way better than Joan. When Joan saw the salad I made, her opportunistic face lit up. I rolled my eyes.

Joan didn't need to tell me what she was up to. I already knew.

"I see," As I replied to Joan, I glanced at the peach peels on the table. Behind Joan's back, I grabbed it and quickly rubbed its fuzzy side onto the salad greens.

Lucas had given me a hard time on just my first day. It was only right I gave him a taste of his own medicine.

I cleaned up the peach peels and disposed of them when a roaring engine sound came from outside. Joan immediately ran outside to welcome Lucas.

I heard Lucas' voice call me from the outside, "Celine, come out here. I want to introduce you to a friend of mine."

With two dishes in my hands, I walked out of the kitchen. Lucas was holding several shopping bags in his hand, which led me to think that the guest was a woman. But suddenly, he handed the shopping bags over to me.

"I got you some new clothes on the way. Thought you needed it."

Just then, a dashing young man about my age stepped out of the car with his bags.

"Celine, meet the future Alpha of the Red Maple Pack, Brian Westwick. He's from the United States and is here to be an exchange student. He's going to stay here for a while," Lucas introduced and patted Brian on the back.

I almost dropped the dishes in my hands at what Lucas said.

Did he just say this man was from... the Red Maple Pack?

He was the future Alpha which meant that... this was the son of Alpha Peter and Luna Serena, the murderers of my parents!