ENCOUNTER WITH LEO

LEO'S POV
After I instructed her to stop, she left my room immediately to God knows where, although her colleagues were still in my room finishing up and packing some things. I couldn't help but laugh inwardly about the fact that she said, she was going to school, "Does she even know what day it is?" I thought. I got up from bed and went to the bathroom to have my bath leaving the maids in my room to continue with their. I knew when they left my room, because I heard when the the door was closed. I came out from the bathroom feeling so refreshed , I was heading to my wardrobe when I saw a maid sweeping, I wondered how she got into my room and who she was as I couldn't even see her face. I was about to draw her attention when I noticed I only had my towel on, I quickly ran back into the bathroom and put on my boxers.
I came out from the bathroom and question the maid, I asked her what she was doing here but she didn't give me any response, neither did she even turn to look at me. I became furious and walked to her, she bent down immediately covering her face and started crying when I haven't even done what I had intended to do to her. She was acting so strange which made me more curious to know who she was. I forcefully tried to remove her hands off her face but she kept on resisting me from doing so, but I over powered her. It turns out to be Clara, I looked surprised.
"What could she possibly be doing in my room? " I thought, even though I knew she was cleaning my room. But it was strange because about five maids usually clean my room and not just one. She began to cry like she had done something wrong, surprisingly she started begging me to spare her. Then she said something about Renata making my her my personal maid without my permission. I thought of who this Renata was and why she maid Clara my maid. I was the one that chose the last personal maid I had, because she knew how to clean my room to my satisfaction and I didn't like people coming into my room, but she ran away and was never found. People said I maltreated her and made her suffer that was why she ran away, some even said I often raped her.
I didn't know how to stop Clara from crying neither could I bare to see her cry. I didn't know how and when I hugged her, but it felt so relieving. She tried to resist twice but I held her tightly and she sudden gave up. My neck was at the back of her hair and I could perceive the smell of her hair, she had a nice scent which was appealing. Just when I closed my eyes to perceive more of Clara, the picture of when my dad shot Elisa flashed through my head and I opened my eyes immediately, I was starting to breathe fast but I still didn't leave clara.
" This is what you get for falling in love" The scene where dad said this words after he had killed Elisa suddenly forced it way into my eyes and my head. I couldn't control myself any more, I pushed Clara and went to lie on my bed thinking of what I had just done. "Why would I hug my maid, who does that?" Different question, possible answer and uncountable thoughts, kept on running through my head. Even after I pushed her, I could tell she was hurt but she didn't say anything, Instead she kept on sweeping, she didn't even act like anything happened, I guess the hug didn't mean anything to her. I opened my eyes a little bit when she got closer to my bed, she kept on taking glances at me without knowing I could see her. All of a sudden she paused and glared at me for some seconds, it was quite funny though but I wondered why she was glaring at me in the manner she did. " Does she hate me that much? Well who doesn't hate Leo? " I thought. I closed my eyes immediately I saw she was at the verge of catching me. When I knew when she was done sweeping and was about to mop, I opened my eyes a little bit again and saw her moving toward the door, she stopped and was looking at the calendar hung on the wall, I guess she just realized today was Saturday from the look on her face.
She was carrying a bucket on her right hand, I could tell she wanted to go out and fetch water for mopping, and I asked her but she didn't respond. After seconds of waiting and didn't get any reply, I tried to getting up from bed thinking she wasn't in the room any longer. Immediately my left hand moved to stand up, she replied and her response was just as I had thought. I instructed her to get water from my bathroom, which I have never done to any maid. Others maid would always bring their water for mopping when coming into my room, they only use the water in my bathroom to wash my toilet, bathtub and any other thing that needs to be washed in my bathroom.
" It is high time I stop making this Clara girl feel special, she means nothing to me gosh! " I used my pillow to cover my face when I saw her moving toward my bathroom. Few minutes passed, but Clara wasn't out of my bathroom, I just hoped she wasn't doing anything that would upset me. I was about to call her when I saw her coming out, she had a little smile on her face which made me wonder what was making her smile well, she could smile for all I care it was her damn business not mine.
She started mopping my room hurriedly, although she was cleaning it well. "Probably she just wanted to escape from me" I thought. Seems like she doesn't know the life of a personal maid, they hardly leave their master's room. I creaked into a smile when I thought of Clara being in my room all day, I opened my eyes to look at her again but this time I wasn't lucky. Our eyes met and she gave me a kind of mischievous look, and I closed my eyes immediately, for the first time I felt so embarrassed. She must be thinking so low of me now.
I was tired of lying on my bed doing nothing because Clara was in my room, then the thought of going to my office. I put my hand under my pillow to bring out my phone, but Instead I brought out Clara's diary. I hurriedly put it back under my pillow and I turned to look at her, she was so concentrated on what she was mopping which made me heave a sign of relief. I got up from my bed and walked to my wardrobe, I took out a black cardigan and put it on. I took a glance at the mirror to check if my hair was properly arranged, it was quite scattered but I didn't care. Instead I used my hand to press it down a little bit headed towards the door, purposely stepping on the part Clara had clean there by dirtying it again.
She looked at me with rage in her eyes but she couldn't say anything nor do anything, Instead she cleaned it, It was quite fun to see her look that way. When I got to the door, I remembered I wasn't with my phone, I went back to get it.
" Leo! " Clara shouted my name, I turned to look at her immediately, I couldn't believe her audacity. She looked at the ground immediately,biting her lips without saying any word, I moved closer to her and dragged her hair forcing her look at my face.
" What did you call me? " I asked her again, I was very angry by now. No maid dare call me by my name. who gave her the right to do so? I hated it when anyone in my house calls me by my name because it reminded me alot about my family. She wince in pain as I kept on pulling her hair. "Are you deaf!?" I shouted at her, she started crying and shivering in fear. I could feel the way her body was vibrating.
" Tha..t was...a..a ouch you are hurting me" She kept on crying and her voice was getting loud and I kept on pulling it harder. "I'm sorry, I was a mistake please, I'm so sorry please " She began to scream, while she held my hand, trying to remove it from her hair but she wasn't strong enough.
" Next time you call me by my name, I will kill you" I said, throwing her to the ground. I kicked the bucket of water she was using to mop. The water splashed on her body, and the rest rolled on the floor. I left the room slamming the door loudly.