A Mistaken Night With The CEO

5 - Resisting Temptations

Derrick hadn't thought he would be able to resist Miranda. She was so hot; her hips had awakened something deep in him. After returning to his bathroom, he wanted to take a bath to relax all his arousal, but then he remembered Miranda had used his bath.

Never had he shared his bathroom with anyone before, and now a maid of lowly status dared to use it, along with his sponge and soap. Derrick felt irritated and wanted to discipline the maid, but how could he report such news to his mother? His mother was already over 70 years old. What if she had a heart attack and fainted as a result of the shock?

"No, I cannot let my mother find out about this," Derrick said. He was enraged, as his member throbbed and hurt, needing that round ass to cool it off.

"Damn it! What kind of temptation is this? I guess I should have that maid fired tomorrow morning. Isn't she the same maid that dared to beat up Melody to that extent? I see that she's on a mission here, and I will deal with her personally tomorrow."

Moving away from the bathroom door, where he had been standing and staring at the bathroom with irritation, Derrick walked up to the pristine bathtub and cleansed it properly. He washed out his soap and sponge, feeling irritated that Miranda had used them.

"Miranda," he mused her name. "She dared to cross the line and use my properties. I will deal with her."

After cleaning his bathtub completely, Derrick prepared his bath and finally entered the tub. He remembered seeing Miranda bare when he opened the bathroom door.

"I should not have opened the door after hearing her voice. She had such a nice, soothing voice," Derrick said. He thought about Miranda's lovely voice, the way she moaned when he held her cheeks to check if her head was hurt.

He recalled how her skin felt soft and soothing to his touch.

Despite staying in the cold bath, as he didn't care to mix the water with hot water to dilute the chilly temperature...

Derrick remembered how Miranda's cheek felt to his touch. "Her body was so soft. Damn it! I should get a girlfriend to get some release. I cannot bring myself to sleep with a maid. No way, I cannot."

Waving off thoughts about Miranda at the back of his mind, Derrick finally got out of the bathtub after spending hours bathing.

The heavy rain had already started covering the night sky and flooding the city roads. Derrick stood by his room window, staring out at the heavy downpour of the torrential rain.

He remembered that he hadn't even phoned his elder sister to confirm if she had gotten home safely.

With a sigh, Derrick moved away from the window after shutting the curtains and closing it to prevent the heavy downpour from entering his bedroom.

He saw that it was already past midnight and thought against phoning his sister, as he knew she lived only a short distance away from their family mansion.

Walking up to his exquisite bed, Derrick picked up his body lotion from his drawer. He moisturized his body and then went into his closet to grab sleepwear. He wore a white night robe and later climbed onto his lush bed to sleep.

Shutting his eyes, the memory of holding Miranda flooded back into his mind. The weather wasn't helping him; he needed a warm body to keep him warm. He was also sweating, so he tossed his bedcover away, sitting up in bed.

Derrick hadn't thought about having s*x. He was 25 and had fewer friends, as he presumed them to be his foes. He knew he could not trust any of them. He trusted Alexa, as she was a loyal staff member who had worked with him for a year; he had no issues with her.

"Is Alexa pretending to like me?" Derrick wondered. He couldn't go to a hotel to get a release. He was not the kind of man who indulged in watching adult content to get a release either. He desired to have Miranda in his bed and to pleasure her; his body reacted crazily to the thought of having Miranda in his bed, experiencing cloud nine with him.

Derrick groaned and left his bedroom for his study room to busy himself since he couldn't sleep or think of anything else except Miranda's nude body that he had seen.

Meanwhile, Miranda had returned to her maid's room on the lower floor of the mansion. She felt sad after remembering how Derrick made it clear to her that she was of lower status and that he could not have anything to do with her.

Miranda had thought that after Derrick had seen her bare, he would take her to bed.

"What was I even thinking? What if he sent me away tomorrow? Oh my God! I haven't even saved enough to start up the business I want."

Miranda remembered her first salary since working in the Luis mansion after graduating from college. She had used the money they paid her monthly to offer support to the orphanage. Later, she used the rest of her savings to purchase land in a distant area. She wanted to own a mall or a big supermarket in her name, where she would sell a lot of items.

That was five years ago, and she had an agent who was helping her to build the mall to her taste. She had not even visited the area after purchasing the land, but she heard from the agent that many contractors had contacted him to resell the land to them, and they wanted to build another company there.

Miranda heard that the land had developed, and a company was offering to pay her millions to resell it, as the land was on the road and in the heart of the town.

The town had developed compared to five years ago, but Miranda wanted to use the land. She planned to relocate to the area after she finished building it and establishing herself. She wouldn't remain a servant, and she hoped for a wonderful man to marry her.

Wiping her tears away, Miranda strode to her window to shut it, after the heavy wind pushed her curtains aside. The Luis family was benevolent and allowed the maids to have separate rooms in the magnificent home.

Miranda stripped off her dirty pink gown after she was done closing the window. She tried not to think about Master Derrick again, even when her heart yearned to be with him. She decided to focus on her job and on saving enough money to establish herself.

"Maybe two years from now, I will be through with my services here, then I will move to another town to start my business," Miranda thought.

A satisfied smile curved up Miranda's lips as she envisioned a life where she would be referred to as "Madam." She would have prayed for a man to elevate her status, but knowing how prideful men were, Miranda decided to become as prideful as them and as arrogant as she could be when she acquired so much wealth.

When morning arrived, Miranda was sleeping under the bed covers when the supreme maid, Juliet Colton, barged into the room and tapped Miranda's shoulder roughly.

"Miranda! Wake up! Lady Loretta summoned you to the living room," she said.