Maid Of Seduction novel Chapter 5

The party was in a full swing at 6.30 p.m. Seemed like half of Florida attended.

Rich.

Famous.

Powerful.

Highly favored.

Classy.

Sophisticated.

As the live in maid, Anna was invited to attend the event. Elizabeth had already left, and Melissa was still visiting her parents in another state.

Anna sat quietly, sipping from a flute of champagne. She wore a white dress which hugged her curves and showcased her body.

She earned noticed from a few wealthy older men, looking a young meat just to see if they still got it.

She was used to men like those so it took no hesitation to decline them.

She had her eyes set on one man and one man only.

As she sat there, looking so pure and so innocent, Antonio walked up to her.

"Hello Miss. Wells, enjoying the party?"

Your party sucks was what she would of said to anyone else, but because it was him, she threw on a fake smile and nodded her head yes.

Anna was mirroring his attitude. She noticed that he was someone difficult to read, and if she wanted to get his attention, she would have to be difficult too. Not easy.

Standing on her feet, she walked away from him and went underneath a tree, strolling through her cellphone.

"I'm sorry, did I say something wrong?"

Antonio followed her.

She looked up slowly and directly into his beautiful blue eyes.

"No." She answered short, before turning her attention back to her cellphone.

"Are you alright then?" He asked again.

"I am."

"Do you want another glass of wine?"

"No thank you."

She moved passed him again and went into the house this time.

Feelings of triumph swept through her as he finally gave her a bit of genuine attention.

She remained in her bedroom until the party came to an end and everyone had left.

It was 12:05 am when she stumbled out of bed, in a short, sheer, night wear and went towards the kitchen.

She walked into something hard. She adjusted her eyes to the darkness before the lights were switched on.

She was standing at a very close range to Antonio.

His eyes couldn't resist but to scan the body before him.

Senses slapped him. He stepped back.

"Sorry. I didn't know you were still up." He spoke, his voice croaked from the drinking.

"It's okay. I became thirsty."

She went into the fridge and poured herself a glass of water.

Willfully tripping herself at the edge of the kitchen island, she fell down harder than expected. The glass shattered in front of her, splinters stabbed at her fingers.

"Damn it!" She yelled out.

"Are you okay? Here, let me help you up." Antonio was already at her side, pulling her up on her feet.

Blood dripped from her fingers.

"You're bleeding. Let's get you cleaned up."

He led her upstairs in his bedroom, where he kept his first aid kit. He dressed the tiny wounds and stopped the bleeding.

"Thank you." Anna said softly.

"You're welcome."

"Good morning." She greeted.

"Hey." I answered coldly.

"So we'll be having a half day today."

"Great. I can't wait to do some shopping."

"Can I come along with you?"

Bitch, are you serious? Hell No!!

"Sure. If you wanna."

"Okay."

After breakfast, we began cleaning and dusting the furniture.

At 12:00 p.m, Mr. Kissle came into the living room, holding a wet rag on his forehead, wearing sweatpants and vest.

"Sir, are you okay?" Elizabeth asked him, dropping her cleaning rag and going over to him.

"I'm fine. Here." He answered and handed her two white pieces of paper before going back upstairs.

She then handed one to me and I noticed it was my paycheck. I dropped my broom and ran towards my room.

One Thousand Dollars in One week. This is so freaking awesome!!

I showered again and changed into a skimpier clothing. Crop top and shorts. I brushed my hair into a high bun, laid my baby hair and applied some makeup.

I walked out the door, stepping into the glowing sunshine. I threw on my RayBan.

Elizabeth and I took a cab and headed towards several boutiques and shopping centers. I bought a large supply of feminine products for myself and a small token for Mr. Kissle.

He looked a mess this morning. He wasn't able to go into work because he wasn't feeling well.

Without wanting to stay away from him for too long, I waved bye-bye to Elizabeth and ended our so call girls out.

I took a cab back to Mr. Kissle's mansion.

I walked through the front door and saw him laying down on the couch, groaning in pain and traces of sweat pouring down his face.

"Sir, what's wrong?" I asked, putting my shopping bags on the floor and going over to him.