The billionaire’s Maid
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yself. I checked the time and it was already half past five am, I got of my bed, and sluggishly went to have my bath, got the bathtub ready and got into it, I was so excited because one of my all time fantasy just happened, even though it wasn't exactly how I fantasized about it, but what I got was better than nothing. When I was done washing up, I tried to get a nap but I just couldn't sleep for long probably because I'm too e
" I greeted as I
avina" he repli
eakfast, should I
I'm fa
microwaved the food and set the table, then w
one settin
aid as he went and
ing the table when he was done eating cause I know he has never done that, I went close to him to take the dirty
let you wash the dishes"
own the plate in his hand and
lieve I should be the one d
sexy?" He asked with
would he ask me such a question. He's laughter interrupted my thoughts so I just stood there looking at him a
u a question and you said thank you
t to say. Should I have answered y
ow to answer
e righ
ne ever told
hear it all the tim
" he said as started
so close to me sir?" "
t so close to me that I could literally hear
anted more yet I was so shy to make a move. He lifted me up so easily like I was weightless and dropped me on the kitchen counter top then kissed me again, each one better than the last, this time I wanted to to
g wrong?" I asked
is madness" he said
aking out and the next minute you're so a
to what you were doing and let me be" he said and walked away s
o this part of the house, I decided to take a good look around the study room cause I assumed Aiden went out, I loved reading but after getting a job here, I barely have time for myself talk more of time to read random books, I loved how organized everything here was, how the books were neatly arranged according to its genre, from romance to fiction to horror and so many others, I picked up a book by me all time favorite author Nora Robert, I loved how detailed her books are, when I read her books I always imagine myself as the lead character, her stories always seem real and so believable, I was about reading the prologue of the novel I was holding when I saw picture
oiling in anger. Out of shock I dropped the pi
the broken glass pieces with my
I ran out of the room crying