SEX WITH THE VIRGIN MAID novel Chapter 46

"Thanks for bringing us home Max." Hera smiled graciously at Max as soon as they arrived back at the mansion. He had driven them all the way back here. Although she was worried about his safety driving back home but she figured that he was used to it so it wouldn't be that much of a problem to him.

"You're welcome Hera. Can you..." He pointed to Bryce who was very much rested on her shoulders.

"It's okay. I can handle it from here." She affirmed his thoughts, waving his doubts completely.

Well, there's nothing to worry about anyways. If there's anyone who can take care of Bryce right now, it's none other than Hera. He trusts that she knew what to do.

"I would've loved to stay and help but he made quite a mess at the hotel and I need to clean it up as quickly as possible." He explained his current situation to her and she nodded in understanding.

"You don't have to worry about it and I'll make sure he apologizes for the rukus he created tonight." Hera assured him.

Max stifled back a laugh as his lips broke out into a wide grin. Bryce apologize? He can't wait to see it happen. He'd make sure his ears are wide open so that he didn't miss a thing to tease him about later. He'd also get it on camera If possible.

"If you say so then." He added "And if you need my help with anything, and I mean anything at all, don't hesitate to call me."

She nodded once and he took it as his cue to leave.

The minute he got into his car and zoomed off, she helped Bryce take slow and steady steps into the mansion till they arrived at the confinement of his bedroom.

Once inside, she let him lie down on his bed and proceeded to help him out of his clothing.

At first, she couldn't do it. She couldn't bring herself to strip him out of his clothes. It wasn't something she was entirely used to but she knew that she needed to, so pushing her conscience that always guilt stripped her to a corner of her brain, she did just that. Leaving him only in his inner wear and shorts.

No way was she touching him down there. Taking off his clothes was one thing but his shorts, was another battle on its own that she wasn't prepared to face, at all.

At that moment, she noticed the almost dried up blood on his hands and decided to clean up his wounds but he wouldn't let her.

He held her hands tightly to himself so that she wasn't able to move let alone stand up.

"Bryce?" She beckoned softly "Let go. You're injured and I have to take care of your wound before it gets infected."

"Bryce?" She called out again when he didn't react to her first explanation.

Hera tried to get up but he pulled her down so that their faces were only inches away from each other.

Flipping her over, he straddled his weight and hovered over her small framed body.

She panicked when she found him staring at her. His eyes held a different expression, it was nothing like she had ever seen before. They were cold, angry and bitter. At that point, it registered on her brain that this wasn't her Bryce. He always looked at her with warmth in his eyes and not with this kind of expression.

"Bryce..." She trailed off, slowing pushing him away so that she could free herself but it felt impossible. Why was he built so hard like a rock.

He brought his face down to hers and placed his lips at the nape of her neck.

Hera jerked suddenly. He wasn't in his right frame of mind. She'd have to do something before he does something he'll regret. She was already shivering in fright and beads of sweat popped out everywhere.