Caught in the Devil’s Den

The door knob twisted sideways, Daniella froze, for a moment she felt her entire world crumbling right in front of her, the job hadn't even started yet and now she was going to be caught holy father.

How did she not hear his car coming in? And just then her instinct kicked in, her brain acting faster than it had ever done.

She darted silently into the bathroom, slipping into the sink area. She could hear her heart beating so fast, her legs shaking, yes she was going to be caught there was no two ways around it, she closed her eyes and opened her mouth trying to breath in and out so she could think of something, but no the tension all over her body was over powering her.

The door turned again and Christian walked in, he placed his briefcase on the bed as his eyes scanned the room slightly he felt weird, his bed side lamp had been twisted slightly, and for someone who is extremely facultative and very careful he noticed all these.

He yawned slightly as he placed his phone on the table, stood up and started pulling his clothes off.

Danielle think…!” She whispered to herself internally trying to figure something out before she loses this job and one time opportunity.

And just then through the little openings from the door Daniella saw him. The dim light from the room traced every line on his body, highlighting the defined muscles on his shoulders, arms that could make every lady's mouth water.

The effortless power in the way he moved, damn he was breathtaking. For a moment Daniella forgot who she was or where she was, her thirst went dry on seeing his slim hot waist line, her brain started to paint pictures and imaginations in her head, she could imagine him whining those hot waist on-top a crazy ass lady, she felt something hitting her hard.

Her soul left her body when she followed the trace of his waist line down to the condom boxers he was putting on and how tight it hugged his dick, he looked crazy sexy she was definitely going to lose her mind because of this man.

The memories slammed back to her, pushing her brain to reset faster than ever, her face turned sour as she felt like vomiting just thinking about what her brain did to her a few minutes ago. Her stomach twisted violently as she remembered who the hell he was! The man who destroyed her entire life, so not even a single atom of affection would come from her not now not ever, she was here to kill him and she’d do just that!.

Christian picked up a towel from the side wall and stepped forward walking towards the bathroom, Daniella froze. Her entire body went rigid.

“No no no” she screamed inside her head as she watched the handle turn.

The door swung open and just then their eyes met, forcing Christian to lose balance out of shock and fear she tripped almost falling towards and just immediately her held her waist pulling himself up just for enough support.

For a minute no one spoke, moved or did anything, they stayed fixed, confused and completely surprised.

“What the hell….?!”

“What are you doing here?” Their voices collided sharply.

Daniella scrunched backwards, her hands placed on the wall as she tried to gain balance and stand properly on her own.

“I…..I didn’t know you’d be back now, I came to uhm… clean the bathroom, how are you back now?” Daniella asked hoping and praying she said the right thing.

Christian’s face darkened, they wore irritations, one that was visibly noticed.

“How on earth did you even find my room let alone getting in here?”

“Uhm your mom… she showed me i decided to…”

He walked close to her looking deep into her eyes, Daniella stayed still trying to maintain confidence.

“I never let anyone into my space” his voice echoed.

“I’m sorry… I would leave now” her voice dropped, as she turned to leave the room.

Something in her growled she just apologized to this man who murdered her father, she hated herself for even spitting out the word sorry.

She walked out of the room and headed straight to the door.

“Next time, please have a word with your mother on the areas I should attend to in the house, I am just doing my job” her voice was calm, stern and yet extremely hitting enough to get Christian wonder.

He turned as he watched her standing in the middle of the room dropping those words. Something about her felt familiar but he wasn’t sure.

“Get out!” He screamed

The words were harsh and cold.

Daniella didn’t turn back or hesitate; she walked out of the room immediately and headed straight to the hallways till she got to her room.

“Pheww… that was close” she let out a sigh of breath as she dropped her tired body on the bed.

She stood up as she paced round the room in such a dramatic manner making sure her plan was still in motion.

Of course he has seen her, spoken to her and even stood extremely close and yet he doesn’t recognize her. Her lips curled into a smile, this would be very easy she giggled.

Her brain pushed back the view she had of Christian waking into the bathroom, how hot he looked and she cursed herself inwardly. She hated how her body felt but then she pushed the thought aside.

Her phone rang and she turned around to see who the caller was. It was her uncle. She looked around to make sure no one could hear her eyes, scanned the room for hidden cameras and found none so she picked the call.

“Her uncle Gideon” she called him the name she had always called since she was a child.

“How are you my princess?” She laughed into the phone.

“I am good, I just got settled in” she whispered.

“Ok that’s good, make sure to keep me updated and posted. We need every single thing to go as planned and you need to be careful, is that clear?” He warned.

“Yes I can take good care of myself” the phone went dead.