Suddenly drenched in sweat, I couldn't believe what I just heard. I felt my heart leap out of my chest, "I don't understand what you mean sir"
Staring at me deeply, the smirk disappearing from his face, he stood up and walked towards me in slow steps, undoing the two upper button of his shirt and then cuffs, leaving a part of his chest opened.I couldn't help but stare at his collar bone and white chest that looked like he was just straight out of the gym with sweat trickling down slowly.Standing in front of me, he lowered himself and held my chin, taking off my glasses with his other hand, I could feel him staring into my soul."You have beautiful eyes" he said, I couldn't really see him but I could make out his smiling face that looked so scary cause of how cold his eyes were.Touching just below my eyes, he said "I want them, you don't need to strip anymore, just give me your eyes and you can keep the job"Comprehending what he just said, I moved back in terror and covered my eyes with my hands in shock.Glaring at him in both fear and anger, "I quit, you can keep your job to yourself" I said, standing up slowly and picking up the glasses he threw to the ground and putting it on before turning around to leave."And where do you think you're going? You're not allowed to leave this room till I ask you to" he said, typing something on his phone with his head lowered, seemingly not paying any attention to me."I already quit, so you can't hold me in here, you're no longer my boss" I said, looking at him smugly.It's almost time to pick Ava up from school and I don't want to be late. Finally getting to the door, I held the door knob and wanted to twist it but then all the blood drained from my face after hearing what he said."You have a younger sister right, she looks cute and I'm sure she'll be loved in a new place, don't you think?" He smiled wickedly, snickering after seeing my pale face."What do you mean? How did you know I have a younger sister?"I asked in panic."I have my ways, Layla"Hearing the way my name rolled on his tongue, I felt shivers down my spine, in a good way tho."What do you want? Don't you dare touch my sister!!!" I shouted in anger."Strip, Layla" he said, his eyes staring deeply at me.It felt like I was being stared by the devil. I didn't do anything wrong, I only laid on his bed for just two hours and I'm being punished?"I don't have all day, it's either you strip or you give me your eyes" he said slowly, like a judge giving his final verdict.Looking at him, I felt hatred bubbling inside of me, " How could you use my sister against me, I only laid on your bed for a few hours, if you think it's dirty then I can change the duvet and everything would be over" I said, feeling like I could bust into tears any moment from now."No time, it's either you choose from those two options or give up your sister, your choice" he said, his face indifferent."Fine, I'll strip" I said, finally making up my mind. But after this, I'll quit.Slowly undoing my buttons, my bra came into view and I felt my face slowly turning red in embarrassment. This is the first time I've ever undress in front of a man.Taking off my shirt,I moved to my trouser and took it off before standing straight only in my panties and bra, my face red like ripped tomato.I closed my eyes, praying for this torture to end but I heard him say,"Take those off too"Bitting my lips, I slowly unhooked my bra, letting it slide to the floor before taking off my panties too. Finally standing in front of him naked, I felt his eyes assessing me, drilling holes into my body, the blush creeped from my face, spreading to my ears and neck. I almost died of embarrassment, I wish I could find a hole to hide myself.Raising my head slowly, I turned my head to face him and found him staring at me intensely, then he suddenly stood up and turned to the direction of the bathroom then he said,"Get out" before entering the bathroom and shutting the door.Hearing the sound of water, I hurriedly wore my clothes and picked up the rest of my things before racing to the door and getting out, shutting the door with a loud bang.Placing my left hand on my chest, I breathed a sigh of relief. Looking around, I was glad that there was no one around to see how disheveled I was.Finally managing to calm myself down, I went downstairs to change out of my maid uniform. I was given a uniform when I started working, mine was different from the rest of the maids but I guessed it was because I was a personal maid.After changing, I packed my things and was ready to leave. There's no way in hell I'm coming back here tomorrow, not after what happened seconds ago.Coming out of the room I used in changing, I saw the butler already waiting outside for me, "Uhmm, I need to talk to you about something sir" I said, ready to tell him I was going to quit."Well Ms Williams, before that I'd like to tell you something also." The butler said, looking a little serious."Okay sir, what is it?" I asked politely."Mr Damon said I should relay a message to you. He said you're not allowed to quit and if you do, you should know what would be at stake. And also, you can call me Mr Lu." The butler said, staring at me with a hint of pity."What!!!??" I exclaimed.ELEANOR'S POVWaking up to a banging headache, I groaned softly, trying to blink away the blur in my vision. My body felt heavy, my limbs like theyâd been weighed down with bricks. Every part of me ached, but worse than that was the strange heat that still lingered under my skin.Where was I?My eyes fluttered open slowly, the soft golden light of a nearby lamp stinging them. I wasnât in my room...that much I knew. The sheets smelled different, unfamiliar, and... expensive?I sat up abruptly, a wave of dizziness crashing over me like a storm. My heart pounded in confusion, panic curling up in my chest as I felt the sharp pain on my waist.And then I saw him.Ryan.Sitting silently at the edge of the bed, his back facing me, shirtless. His head was bowed slightly, hands clenched into fists.My lips parted to speak, but no words came out. Only the sound of my own breath.âMr Damon?â I croaked, my voice hoarse and dry. âWhat... what happened?âTurning towards me slowly, I could see the g
RYAN'S POV"Hurry!!" She moaned and I felt my resolve slowly slipping as I heard the sound she made. Capturing her lips with mine, I sucked on it like my life depends on it. Her lips soft against mine, her low moans and groans making me rock hard in seconds.Prodding her lips with my tongue for entrance, she complied almost immediately, kissing me back with the same intensity.Picking her up and placing her on my thighs without breaking the kiss, I hurriedly undo her dress zipper, sliding the gown off her body.I groaned as I realized she wasn't putting on a bra, her boobs begging to be sucked as her nipples perks up. Breaking the kiss, I moved downward, sucking and biting her neck as I fondle her soft round boobs.Moaning, she arched her back, grinding against me, moving her hips up and down against my bulge."Ahh... fuck!!!" I cursed loudly, she's going to be the death of me.The last string holding my restraint snapped as I pushed her into the bed, my right hand moving down to her
The man's hand on my thigh made my skin crawl, and a sharp wave of panic surged through me. My vision was blurred, my body weak and unresponsive, but I could still feel the danger closing in. "Please... no" I gasped, my voice barely a whisper, but enough to show my fear. The man's laughter echoed in the dimly lit room, and his hand moved closer to my waist. The world around me spun, but something inside me was fighting to stay awake, to stay alert. I couldn't let this happen. Not like this. Just then, the sound of the door opening again broke through the haze, followed by heavy footsteps. A new voice, strong, commanding...cut through the tension. "Get your hands off her." Mr Damon His voice held authority, and the man froze, his hand still on me but his grip faltering. I could barely make out Ryan's figure moving towards us, but I knew he was there...his presence like a shield. "You... you can't do this. She's mine," the man stammered, clearly trying to regain control of the s
LAYLA'S POV Staring at Ryan's back as he talked to some men... probably his business partners, I was lost in thought but also aware of the curious gaze on me. Swirling the drink in my hand, I noticed Ryan glancing back every second to make sure I was still in place. I couldnât help but wonder what exactly he was thinking. Was he worried about me? Was he just trying to keep up appearances? There was so much I didnât understand about him, about this whole situation. I took another sip of my drink, trying to blend into the background as best as I could, but it was hard when all the attention seemed to be directed at me. The soft murmur of the room faded into the background as I focused on the swirl of my drink, the ice gently clinking against the glass. A few moments later, I noticed a few more people glancing my way, some of them clearly trying to figure out who I was. It wasnât just the men, but even some of the women. They all seemed to be sizing me up. My discomfort grew wi
RYAN'S POV Hearing the clinking sound of heels, I raised my head and my breath immediately got caught in my throat. Layla has always been a very beautiful lady, but at this moment...she looks mesmerising, stunning... alluring even. I couldn't take my eyes off her. God, I don't think I'll be able to control myself from touching her. I want her badly, my body needs her, I could already feel myself getting hard as I stared at her. Swallowing hard, I forced myself to calm down as different images of her naked underneath me surfaced in my head. Clenching my fist, I pushed the thoughts aside. "You look stunning" I complemented her. "Thank you" she replied, her cheeks turning pink underneath her natural makeup, making her look even more beautiful. Gulping, I turned around before saying, "Let's go" in a cold tone, masking my lewd thoughts. Getting into the car, I handed her a black masquerade mask with feather on the side, looking elegant and classy. I was dressed in a blac
I froze, my hand hovering over a dress as the words sank in. âWeâre going to a masquerade ball?â I repeated, my voice barely above a whisper. The shock in my tone was unmistakable. Ryan turned slightly, glancing at me with a sharp look. âYesâ he replied, his voice calm, as though this were the most normal thing in the world. âYouâll need a proper dress for it.â I blinked, still trying to process what he had just said. âBut⌠I didnât know about thisâ I said, the words tumbling out before I could stop them. âWhy would you take me to a ball? I donât even⌠fit in there.â Ryanâs gaze softened just a fraction, but his expression remained as unreadable as ever. âYouâll fit in perfectly" he said, the slight edge to his voice almost making it sound like a command. I stared at him, unsure of how to respond. âBut I...â I started, but he cut me off. âChoose something. The ball is tonight. We donât have time to waste.â The pressure was building, and I felt my chest tighten. He didnât give m