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The secretary inhales unsurely. “I will need some more time. I am in the middle of an extensive briefing...”
“Briefings are meant to be short,” he says in a curt tone, not even acknowledging the poor woman with a glance. “Nell, you can come with me. I’ll be giving you a round tour of the mansion.”
I hesitate and the secretary gawks.
“Sir, you got work to do and I’m supposed to do that...”
“Said I’ll do it,” he barks and we both twitch and a flash of guilt shows on his face when he sees my eyes. “You’re excused for the day. Thank you.”
He thanks her in a more gentle tone and the secretary looks like she’s about to faint. Her eyes follow me, looking at me like I’m unicorn when I walk over to Mr. Smith. I’m having a hard time breathing again and he closes the door, probably already forgetting that his secretary is still in there.
“Ready?” he says in a strained voice, moving his hand like he’s about to offer it to me but then he just clenches it at the side of his leg.
All I do is nod in response, because I don’t trust myself to speak. Jerking his head for me to follow him I do and he shows me around the house. It’s big enough to fit seven families, complete with a library, a movie room, a pool room, a room that looks like a small museum filled with small antiquities and so many bedrooms and bathroom it makes my head spin.
And on the roof, there’s even a helipad.
My own room is magnificent, my eyes rounding like a spoiled kids when Mr. Smith shows it to me. I don’t want to be blunt so I don’t ask him but I wonder if he lets all the help stay in such luxurious rooms as this one.
“Come, I will show you the grounds,” he continues, his eyes shimmering with badly restrained emotions that make my cheeks heat up every time I look at him.
Following Mr. Smith outside, I inwardly pray that he won’t notice all my freckles out in the sun. I’ve never had a problem with them, but I know Lucretia has. Maybe her father will too?
But it doesn’t seem like he does, his eyes resting on my features with fervor as we walk around and he explains to me where to go and where not to go. He has a weapons room which is off limit,
“But use the pool, both the ones inside and outside as much as you like as well as the sauna,” he says as we pass the marble white pool and I shudder when I suddenly feel a prickle on my neck.
Lucretia is standing in the doorway of her pool house, dressed in a kaftan and she’s looking at me with narrowed eyes.
“Big Daddy, what are you doing?” she says. “Shouldn’t the maid be in the kitchen, preparing our dinner?”
Frowning Mr. Smith says, “Mind your own business, Lulu. And let me handle the maid.”
Handle me? The way he says it makes me blush and I squirm, wondering if my body is going to keep reacting this way to him because that might be a problem.
Looking like she just swallowed a lemon, Lucretia barks, “But I’m hungry. And I want dinner now!”
Mr. Smith’s head turns around and he looks terrifying, like he’s about to growl at her, when I interfere.
“Lucretia is right,” I say quickly, “I remember being told dinner is served around this time and I should go back to work.”
Not looking pleased about me leaving, it seems like Mr. Smith is about to say something when I catch Lucretia smirking and I turn, running up the house with my heart beating in my chest. It’s going to be hard, having to be where she is, having to see her every day, having to...
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Mycroft
One week. That’s how long the little goddess has worked for me. I keep my eyes plastered on her as much as I can and especially when she swims in the lake outside of my manor.
A lake where anyone can see her, see those curves that look like they taste better than cotton candy and feel just as soft and I’m going to have to do something about that because I can’t have anyone but me watching her.
She never notices me when I’m spying on her like a pervert but that’s what she does to me. I can’t be a respectable businessman when she’s around, turning into a lovesick beast instead that only she controls.
She has withdrawn to her bedroom for the evening and I need to respect her privacy even though what I really want is to kick down her door and ravage her.
But fuck, I’m not an animal. What I am though, is a male wanting a girl who professionally is off limits.
