Emily thankfully got a reprieve from her hot boss. No sooner had he sought her out to finish cleaning the room, did he start talking on the phone. From the sound of it, there was trouble at work.
She tidied up the bed, went inside the bathroom to clean it up after his shower, occupied herself by dusting off whatever she deemed in need of attention, and did her best not to ogle him. He was wearing the suit she had chosen for him, looking every bit the wealthy business man.
She was almost finished - she tried hard to finish in a timely manner - when he hung up the phone.
“I’ll have an early lunch today, Emily,” he said. “Kindly inform the cook that I want lunch to be served in half an hour.”
“Yes, sir,” she said in a docile tone, took the breakfast tray with her, and then was on her
