A Mistaken Night With The CEO

Chapter 5: Resisting Temptations

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

Derrick had never shared his bathroom with anyone before, and now a maid of low 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 an incident to his mother? His mother was already over 70 years old. What if she had a heart attack and fainted from the shock?

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

"Damn it! What kind of temptation is this? I guess I should have that maid fired tomorrow morning. Isn't she the same maid who 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," Derrick affirmed.

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

"Miranda," he said her name. "She dares to cross the limit and also use my belongings. I will deal with her later."

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

"Oh! I should not have opened the door after hearing her voice. She had such a nice, soothing voice," Derrick thought about Miranda's lovely voice and the way she moaned when he held her cheeks to check for injuries.

Her skin was so soft and soothing to his touch.

Despite being in the cold bath, Derrick didn't care to mix the water with hot water to adjust the chilly temperature.

He remembered how Miranda's cheek felt at 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."

Pushing thoughts about Miranda to 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 torrential rain.

He remembered that he hadn't even called 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 rain from entering his bedroom.

He saw the time was already past midnight and decided against calling his sister, as he knew she only lived a short distance from the family mansion.

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

As he shut his eyes, the memory of holding Miranda flooded back into his mind. The weather wasn't helping him as he needed a warm body to keep him warm. He was also sweating, and he tossed his bedcover away while sitting up.

Derrick hadn't thought much about having a romantic relationship. He was 25 and had few 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, and after working with him for a year, he had no issues with her.

"Or is Alexa pretending to get me to like her?" Derrick wondered. He couldn't go to a hotel to find a woman. He was not the kind of man who indulged in watching adult content either. He desired to have Miranda on his bed and to pleasure her, and with the way his body was reacting to that thought, he wanted Miranda with him.

Derrick groaned, leaving his bedroom for his study room to distract 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 that she was of lower status and he had nothing to do with her.

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

"What was I even thinking? What if Master Derrick sends me away tomorrow morning? Oh my God! I haven't even saved enough to start the business I want."

Miranda remembered her first salary since working in the Luis mansion after graduating from college. She had donated some of it to an orphanage and used the rest to purchase land in a distant area. She wanted to own a mall—a large supermarket in her name—selling a variety of items.

That was five years ago, and she had an agent helping her build the mall to her taste. She hadn't visited the area after purchasing the land, but her agent informed her that many contractors wanted to buy the land to build another company.

The area had developed, and a company was offering her 10 million to sell the land, as it was located in a prime spot in the heart of town.

The town had grown since five years ago, but Miranda wanted to use the land. She planned to relocate there after the building was completed and she was established. She didn't want to remain a servant and hoped to marry a wonderful man.

Wiping her tears, Miranda went to her room window to close it after the wind had blown her curtains away. The Luis family was generous, allowing the maids to have separate rooms in their magnificent home.

Miranda took off her dirty pink gown after closing the window. She tried not to think about Master Derrick, even though her heart longed for him. She resolved to focus on her job and save enough money to establish herself.

"Maybe in two years, I will be done with my job here and move to the other town to start my business."

A satisfied smile curled up on Miranda's lips as she envisioned a life where she was called Madam. She had hoped a man would elevate her status, but knowing how prideful men could be. Miranda decided to be as prideful and perhaps as arrogant as them when she acquired wealth.

In the morning, Miranda was sleeping under the bed covers when the head maid, Juliet Colton, entered the room and tapped Miranda's shoulder roughly.

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