Chapter 6

• Lunch break soon came. Lilian was exhausted and hungry. She went to Damian's office to see if he had anything else for her to do. Damian was sitting at his desk, going through some documents. He didn't even care to look up when she came in.
• "Is there..."
• "Sir."
• Lilian was confused.
• "Excuse me?"
• Damian closed the file and looked up at her.
• "In my office, we address males as Sir."
• Lilian looked at Damian. He was kidding himself if he ever thought she was going to call him that, ever. She rolled her eyes and exhaled deeply.
• "Well is there anything else you need me to do?"
• "Yes."
• Damian got up and walked to where she was. She simply looked at him and followed his every move. Soon he was right in front of her. He looked deep into her eyes. She had beautiful, deep blue eyes that could stare into your soul. He then proceeded to circle her as he talked.
• "You know, there is a lot I want from you."
• He was now behind her. He pulled her hair back to reveal her neck. He gently touched it and felt shivers go down Lilian's spine. He then caressed her thigh and went upward slowly. Lilian breathed out deeply. She was supposed to be hating this guy but it was pretty difficult to think straight when he was touching her like this. And to be honest, she enjoyed it. His attitude may have been awful but his hands were gentle and knowing. But all the same, she had to snap out of this, and fast too.
• Damian soon reached the top of her thigh and felt her lacey underwear. It was soaked through. He proceeded to feel her wetness and watched with sheer pleasure as Lilian breathed a little harder. She held his leg and pulled him closer to her. She could feel him hard against her. He continued and soon she was holding his desk. Her legs were getting weak and she was trembling a little. Perfect. He kissed her neck and whispered in her ear.
• "You know I'm entitled to this. Being my maid makes you mine."
• Those words did the trick. Lilian snapped out of her pleasure sphere and made a grab for Damian's hand and pushed it away. She turned sharply and faced him. She was a little flustered but she didn't care at this moment.
• "Maybe you're used to getting everything you want but let me make this clear to you. I am no one's property." Soon she held up $500 in bills of $100 in Damian's face. She took it from his trousers while he was touching her. Old habits truly do die hard.
• Damian searched his pocket and realized that the money was his.
• "Now if you would excuse me," she continued. "I'm off to buy a new pair of underwear, Victoria's Secret because you ruined mine, and a proper snack. You should go clean yourself and get something to eat too. Most men do mistake hunger for a sex drive."
• And with those words she made for the door and left. Damian exhaled in slight frustration. She was a tease. He ran his hand through his hair. He called for some black coffee to be brought to him and sat back down in his chair. He was going to get her. It was just a matter of time.
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• The day wore on. Lilian was getting bored of it all. How could anyone live such a boring work life? The only interesting thing that happened was that brief moment with Damian. As she delivered more files, she allowed the thought to grow in her mind. His touches were gentle and soft, he knew just how and where to touch, he...
• "No. He is a self-centered, egotistical psycho. There is no way in heaven that he feels anything for me. He was just trying to lay his claim on me because he feels he is entitled to me," Lilian thought to herself. She shook her head to clear her thoughts and walked on through the long marble corridors. She dropped a file on the secretary's desk and proceeded to the desk of the general marketer. After a few more stops, she was done. She went back to Damon's office. Luckily, it was empty. He had probably gone for a meeting or something. She stood up and walked to the window that overlooked New York City. She had never taken time to admire the city she had grown up in. It was beautiful from this view. As she continued to stare, she heard someone call her name. It was Adam.
• "Miss Mendez, Mr. Richard is waiting in the car for you."
• Lilian looked at the clock. It was 4:00 pm. It seemed like billionaires could quit work anytime they wanted to.
• "I'm coming down," she said and Adam left.
• She walked downstairs, out of the building, and towards the parking lot where the car was waiting. The driver opened the door and she got in. Damian greeted her with a cold stare and she returned it with one of equal magnitude.
• "Where have you been?" Damian asked coldly.
• "Where did you go?" Lilian asked back.
• The drive home was quiet. Damian put his hand in his pocket. Soon he began to search.
• "Turn back," he called to the driver. "I left my credit card."
• The driver obeyed at once and turned the next corner.
• "Mr. Richard's..."
• Damian looked at her suspiciously. She had never called him Mr. Richard.
• "Do you mean this credit card?" She held his golden credit card and flashed it in his face. He was shocked. How did she get it?
• "In case you're wondering how I got it, I took it alongside your money. Also, you should change your pin. 9938 isn't safe anymore," she said with a seductive smirk.
• "How dare..."
• "Oh pipe down," she interrupted. "I didn't tamper with it. I'm not a monster."
• Damian snatched the card angrily from her and signaled the driver to turn back and hear home. He had to be careful, very careful, with this woman. She was dangerous, but for some reason, he loved it.
• He looked her coldly in the eyes and soon turned it into a smirk. She smirked back. And looked away from him to the window. The silence that followed, stayed until they reached the mansion.
• The driver opened the door and they got out and headed inside.
• "Lilian, come with me," he said and she followed without a word.
• As she entered his room, he locked the door and put the key deep into his pocket. He then walked to his cabinet and poured himself a glass of wine. Lilian stood watching him. He then strolled over to his armchair and sat down. He took a few sips from his glass before he spoke.
• "My maids don't steal from me," he said emotionlessly. "I should have you punished."
• Lilian was not in the mood for his bad-boy-obedient-maid sexual role play if that was what he was heading at. She just wanted to get to her room and rest.
• "Well, you should be more careful about where you put your things."
• Damian stood up and walked over to her. He looked her square in the face and touched her chin.
• "Now I see why you tried to steal from me at the party. But sadly you weren't good enough."
• He took a sip of his wine and continued to stare into her eyes. Lilian however wasn't impressed. She walked slowly and seductively towards him. Damian didn't move.
• "You know, you and I see things very differently," she said in a seductive whisper.
• She now stood so close to him, that she could feel his breath on her face. She made to kiss him but he turned his face away.
• "Don't get too cocky because of that little fiasco in my office. You may be beautiful but I'm not dumb."
• Lilian smiled seductively and continued in her seductive whisper.
• "Do you want to know why I wasn't able to steal from you?"
• Damian cocked his head to one side. He was intrigued.
• "Go on, enlighten me," he said taking a sip of his wine.
• "I didn't fail because I wasn't good enough, you caught me because you got lucky. But remember..."
• She took a step away from him and smiled.
• "Luck runs out sooner or later." Damian watched as she dangled his key in his face. She took his wine from him and drank the contents that were left in the glass and gave it back to Damian. She was something. She walked to the door and unlocked it. She proceeded to go but hesitated and walked back to him.
• She unzipped the dress she was wearing and took it off. He had stayed true to her words and bought a new pair of red lacey Victoria's Secret underwear. The color made her look even more stunning. She bit her lip gently as she slowly slid the dress down to the floor. She picked it up sexily and folded it. She walked seductively to Damian in nothing but her red bra and pants and black heels. She took the cup from him and kept it on the table. Lilian made sure every move she made, flaunted her beautiful body. She then put the dress neatly in his hands.
• "Thank you for the dress Mr. Richard's," she said with a smile. She then gently bit her lower lip and turned to the door and walked out. Damian was almost speechless. He dropped the dress on the chair and flopped on the bed. This girl was crazy. He exhaled deeply and looked down.
• "What the...?!," he exclaimed loudly. They were a little wet patch in between his trousers. This lady was toying with him and hated being toyed with. He took off his clothes and headed to the shower for a cool bath. He needed to clear his head and get himself together. He wasn't going to let a woman get the better of him. It was time to put her in her place.
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• Lilian walked to her room. She felt proud of herself but at the same time, she had this weird feeling. She seemed to enjoy Damian's company. She liked his roughness and the manly aura he showed. It was seductive and dominating. She got to her room and lay on her bed. Her mind was busy. She thought about Damian. Something in her wanted him. Maybe she was going crazy but she knew what she felt. She closed her eyes and imagined his hands on her body, pulling her close and disarming all her defenses. His kisses were soft and deep as he grabbed her hair and held her waist. Lilian's imagination was wild. A moan escaped her lips as her head continued to feed her desires.
• She could hear his gentle whispers and she made for the zip of his trousers. Then she...
• "Excuse me, Miss Mendez?" called a voice from the other side of her door.
• Lilian immediately snapped out of her dream and frantically made for the door. Thank God it was locked.
• "Yes, yes. What is it?" replied Lilian as she got herself together.
• "Sorry to bother you but dinner is ready."
• "I'll be down in a minute."
• The maid left. Lilian was still in her lacey red bra and underwear and was still wearing her heels. She smelled sweaty and was in desperate need of a shower. How on earth was she able to seduce Damian when she smelled like the gym? She took off her clothes and headed into the bathroom. She gave herself a good wash and the cold water cleared her head of the sexual thoughts of Damian. She had to be strong and resist him. But then again, for how long would she keep it up?