2. Entering his room.

Turning back to stare at the entrance door that pushed open, Patrick observed the pretty yellow maid that stepped into his sitting room.

 

Feeling sluggish, he felt like he was weightless, staring at her pretty yellow face.

 

Patrick felt drawn to walk up to Loveth and seized her as she walked into his sitting room carrying a tray of his evening meal in her hands.

 

Her cute, round, chubby face met his dark, handsome gaze.

 

Patrick assumes probably his mother sent Loveth to deliver his dinner to him. He clutched tightly to the third alcoholic wine bottle he was gulping and removed the wine bottle slowly and away from his sinful lips.

 

Approaching Patrick, Loveth stopped in front of him and flashed him the most adorable smile that he had ever seen.

 

"I am sorry to bother you, sir, but your mother said that I should deliver this dinner to you. Where can I keep it?" Staring at Patrick's handsome face, Loveth asked him, and he dropped the wine bottle slowly on the bar top and stood up sluggishly to meet her.

 

Looking away, Loveth's black-shinning eyes immediately stared to the floor, away from Patrick. He staggered towards her and stopped in front of her, sniffing her like a dog.

 

Loveth stood frozen by Patrick's sudden behavior. She has never seen a handsome guy like him before, and she initially refused when her mother spoke to her about going to Anderson's residence to serve elderly Mrs. Eleanor Anderson.

 

It was after much pleading from her mother and two younger sisters, Janet and Juliet, that Loveth finally accepted and parked into the mansion two days ago.

 

Seeing the black, handsome man dressed in an expensive shinning shirt and black plain trouser approach her, Loveth felt her blood pressure arising. However, her hold on the tray tightened when Patrick stopped in front of her and sniffed her like a dog.

 

"Do I smell bad?" Loveth subtly wondered as her cute smile immediately faded from her face. 

 

Ignoring Loveth, Patrick sauntered to his bedroom door. He pushed the door open and went into his bedroom.

 

Loveth stood speechless with the tray of food in her hands. She knew that Mrs. Eleanor Anderson had told her that Patrick had a weak stomach from birth, and she should ensure that he fed well.

 

Mrs. Eleanor had informed Loveth that she gave birth to Patrick at a much older age.

 

Standing silently, Loveth gripped the tray containing a plate of jollof rice, fried turkey laps, and some freshly cooked pepper soup with scented leaves, tightening as she hesitated on where to drop the tray in her hands.

 

Staring around the exquisite sitting room, Loveth admired the art designs on the wall. The purple-colored seven couches scattered neatly around the sitting room, to the shelves containing some books that she felt drawn to checkout. 

 

Loveth couldn't read properly but wouldn't mind accessing those books. She admires the wall painting and realizes the Andersons love the color white so much, as every corner of the magnificent 4-story mansion was painted white, including the exterior views.

 

Loveth stood there for a while, not seeing the young master of the house step out of the door he had entered.

 

She didn't know which room he entered, as she wasn't the maid responsible for tidying up his rooms. It was just her second day and second night working with them, as she hadn't seen Patrick the previous day that she resumed because he left early to work.

 

Sighing, Loveth walked to the bar table to drop Patrick's dinner there, as she didn't know what to do next.

 

She hesitated to approach the door he had entered, and she went back to exit the sitting room.

 

Entering the elevator, Loveth went down to the last floor. She saw Mrs. Eleanor retiring to her room as her husband wasn't around. He had traveled for some medical treatment abroad, like Loveth heard from the other mauds.

 

Spotting Loveth, Mrs. Eleanor smiled at her and waved for Loveth to come closer.

 

"Come!" She said it like a whisper, and Loveth sauntered to meet her.

 

Approaching Mrs. Eleanor, Loveth bowed her head and said, "Yes, ma'am."

 

"Has Patrick eaten the dinner you sent to him? Did he like the meal?" Mrs. Eleanor inquired.

 

Gulping, Loveth stared downward as she shook her head. "No, mother. Master didn't respond to me. He left me and went back into one of the rooms."

 

"Hmm," Mrs. Eleanor frowned, and Loveth felt sorry for the older lady as she met her gaze.

 

Not saying anything to Loveth, Mrs. Eleanor knew that Patrick was stubborn and wouldn't eat his dinner. She walked away slowly to her bedroom as Loveth stood there watching her.

 

Not feeling comfortable with the sad look on Mrs. Eleanor's face, Loveth immediately rushed up to meet the older lady.

 

"Ma, should I...?" Nervously, Loveth inquired.

 

Mrs. Eleanor paused and stared back at Loveth.

 

"What is it?" She asked, trying not to be harsh.

 

"Mother, should I go and check on Master again to know if he has started eating his dinner?" Gulping, Loveth asked.

 

"Okay," Mrs. Eleanor nodded, and Loveth, being the happy lady that she was, immediately darted away and rushed back into the elevator, going up to the Master Patrick Anderson chamber on the fourth floor.

 

Meanwhile, Patrick just stepped out of his bathroom as he was through with his bath. He didn't wrap his white towel around his waist, as he loved stepping out bare from his bathroom since he was alone in his room.

 

Patrick remembered the look of his mother's new maid and shook his head as he dried and cleaned his wet body.

 

He loved to go to the gym, and his body was a striking sight to behold.

 

Remembering the videos of his fiancee, Willow Albert, on the bed and in the arms of his rival, Tony Miles.

 

Patrick furrowed his brows and assumed Willow thought he was stupid and didn't have enough information. She agreed and traveled out with Tony Miles to New York City to have fun and also wild bangs.

 

Patrick's hold on his towel tightened as Tony knew how much he loved Willow. He intended to marry her, yet she cheated on him. 

 

Tony Miles was a 29-year-old bastard and CEO of Miles Cooperation. Tony was always in competition with Patrick, copying everything Patrick's Hotel did, monitoring his private businesses, and even wanting to extract some personal information about Patrick's top sponsors from his mobile app through his fiancee, Willow Albert.

 

Willow was a 24-year-old model with melanin-popping skin. She was slim-figured with a simple, sexy shape, as she had a small-sized breast like an orange. 

 

Sighing, Patrick remembered he had a business meeting with some of his private sponsors by 10 p.m. 

 

Staring at his magnificent wall clock, Patrick observed that the time was 9:15 p.m.

 

He sighed and dried his short brown hair on his head, roughing it as he squeezed it tightly to dry.

 

Walking up to his full-view wall mirror by the right side of his bedroom, painted white, Patrick paused in front of the mirror and stared at his handsome, dark reflection for a while.

 

His room bulb was displaying full bright lights, as he hadn't switched it off and turned on the dimly lit bulb.

 

Frowning, Patrick knew he was handsome and hot-blooded, yet Willow chose to cheat on him with a fair-in-complexion man, Tony Miles.

 

Staring at his member, which was huge, Patrick sighed and shook his head as many ladies openly gawked at him, but he rejected them and chose Willow Albert simply because he loved her.

 

Willow was hot and a charming model.

 

Patrick assumed at first that Willow was innocent, as she had those innocent, deceitful looks on her face. However, banging Willow for the first time, Patrick realized she was no virgin but a wild bitchy on bed.

 

He still loved her craziness and how she overpowered him on the bed.

 

Patrick was no saint either, as the night-and-day office romance with Willow was incredibly fun. He owned a celebrity magazine company that shot and displayed past events hosted at his hotel.

 

 

Stating at his handsome, unclad reflection in the mirror once more, Willow dumped for his rival, who was also huge and taller than him. Tony Miles was two years older than him. 

 

Just then, Patrick heard the sound of the elevator leading into his chamber opening. He was sure the new maid his mother had introduced to him had left before. So, he assumed another maid came in to pick up something she had forgotten.

 

Patrick was so sure the maid wouldn't dare to be near his bedroom door.

 

He tossed his white towel away on the blue chair in his room as he neared the drawer to take out his body lotion. 

 

He was drunk, and having remembered his hot nights with Willow, Patrick felt his member harden.

 

Ignoring his desire, he opened the lotion to moisturize his body; however, he heard the sound of footsteps approaching his bedroom door.

 

Loveth had stepped into the sitting room belonging to the young master, like other maids called Patrick.

 

Not seeing Patrick around there and eating his dinner, Loveth knew he would still be at the door he had entered.

 

Remembering his mother's worries concerning Patrick having a weak stomach.

 

Loveth walked faster to the bar in the sitting room and carried the tray containing Patrick's dinner. She approached the door.

 

Seeing that the door wasn't locked, she held the trays in both hands. Loveth wasn't able to knock. So, she used her right leg and pushed the bedroom door open, and she walked into the bedroom.