Emma's POV

"The last place I saw him was down at the beach," I answered, knowing damn well that the last place I saw him was with his mouth all over me in the bathroom.

She glanced around my room. "Nice room," she remarked, moving towards my body mirror which was one footstep away from the bathroom door.

Don't go in the bathroom! Don't go in the bathroom! 

I was panicking on the inside as her feet got closer and closer to the bathroom door.

She looked at her reflection in the mirror. She started straightening her clothes and smoothing her hair with her hands. She turned towards me. She took one more look at the room and walked out the door. I heard her heels descending on the stairs. I locked the door and ran back to the bathroom.

"What is she doing here?" I asked with anger and fright.

"I don't know. She's supposed to be in Italy."

"Maybe the fashion show was cancelled. Oh my gosh, you have to get out of my room, now!"

"Baby, calm down..."

"No. Don't call me 'baby'. This cannot happen again. It will not happen again."

"Emma don't say that. I'm having feelings--"

"I don't care. You're getting married to another woman, Ethan. This was a mistake; now, get out before she comes back here."

He lowered his face as he walked past me and headed for the door. He peered out, making sure the coast was clear before he tiptoed to his room.

I showered, releasing the heat that had built up in me for him. Then I lied on the bed reading my book, but I couldn't focus on the story. I was still feeling him on my body-- the kisses on my lips and my neck, and on my area. He was making me feel so good. I just wanted him to have me, and pleasure me.

As much as I may have wanted that to happen, I wanted a relationship with the person I would give my virginity. I didn't want a one night stand or a secret relationship. I wanted my own man, and the man I wanted had already been taken. So I would just have to find a way to make it without him.

🎼🎵I'm gonna find a way to make it without you
I'm gonna hold on to the times that we had
Tonight
I'm gonna find a way to make it without you. 🎵🎼

It hurt. Honestly, it hurt like a son-of-a b----, but I blamed myself. Falling for him was bound to be doomed from the very start. He'd never leave Sharon for me. He'd never admit the truth to her about me. He just wanted to get in my pants and get out-- like what happened with the other maid. Maybe he screwed all his maids just because he could.

I found myself going to Halley's room. She was already back from the beach so she had to either be in her room or somewhere in the house.

"Halley," I knocked.

"Was that Sharon I saw?" she asked as I entered.

"Yes."

"What is that snake doing here?"

"Here for her prize possession, what else? She came over to my room, asking for him."

"Where's Mr. H?"

"I don't know. Last place I saw him was on the beach with you."

A blush-filled smile came upon her lips and she turned away to conceal it.

What the hell was that? Why was she blushing?

"Halley, can I ask you something?" I stepped in front of her.

"What?" She was still blushing.

"Do you like him?"

"Like who?"

"Mr. Hollen."

She gasped. "Why would you ask that?"

"Because just at the sound of his name you start to blush like an idiot. You're always at ease when he's around and you stood up to his fiancee."

"Okay, first of all, you're crazy. I don't blush when I hear his name and I'm never at ease when he's around, we're just familiar. And I stood up to Sharon because of you, not him."

She did have a point about the last statement.

"But do you like him?" I asked again.

"Do you?" she asked back. I paused, she was studying my face then she burst out laughing. "Oh my gosh, I see what's going on here. You like the guy and you think I'm after your flirt. No sweetie, that would be... just, wrong."

"Why?"

"He's our boss for starters."

"Okay. I'll admit, I may have a crush on him. But I respect his relationship with her."

"Emma, you'd be going into dangerous waters if you fall for him."

Too late.

"Sharon would skin you alive and hang your skin in the middle of the street. Mr. Hollen is everything to her. My advice to you, get over that crush of yours because he'll never love you how he loves his soon-to-be wife. Remember when I asked you if you were screwing him like the maid before me?"

I nodded.

"Well she did fall for him. She was so in love with him that she revolved around him and nothing else. I believe they were involved for five months before he met Sharon. He had both of them in the palm of his hand. The other maid was found out when Sharon came over to the mansion unexpected. She made a scene. He fired her on the spot."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. He really was a player and now he wanted to play with me. I was becoming angry. How could he do that to me?

"I know what it's like to love someone who won't love you back. Almost every woman has been down that road in life, but you can't just give in like that because you won't win. You'll never win."

She was speaking like a philosopher but she was right; you can't win in a battle like that. I sighed as I looked out the window. A black car was parked along the front lawn. That must be her car.

I headed back to my room.

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It was now 6:00 pm. I went downstairs and noticed Agnes wasn't there. I went back to Halley's room.

"Hal, where's Aggie?"

"Oh, she didn't come to stay."

"She told me she'd be here with us this weekend."

"Well, maybe she didn't want you to tear up in her kitchen. She only came by to cook enough for us for the weekend. She left when I was coming to join you on the beach."

"Oh." I said sadly; I didn't get a chance to say goodbye to her.

I headed back to the kitchen. Mr. Hollen and Sharon were already eating. Halley came down behind me.

"Sit," he ordered.

I rolled my eyes mentally.

"Baby, it was so nice being here but Daddy is waiting for me. Thanks so much for the money," Sharon said, kissing him on his cheek before walking out the door.

He got up and went to see her off.

"Do you see that?" Halley asked sharply.

I nodded. My heart had already been broken.

He came back after what seemed like ten long minutes. We ate in total silence. It was so damn awkward. Afterwards, I cleaned up the kitchen by myself while the others went upstairs. I had to pass his room to get to mine and I was passing by, his door flew open and I was pulled inside. He pulled me directly onto his bed as he hovered over me.

"Now, to finish where we left off," he said as he moved to my neck but I stopped him.

"Get the fuck off me," I said sharply. I had no idea what came over me, but I wasn't speaking to my boss. I was speaking to the horny man over me who was engaged to another woman.

He stared at me in disbelief but didn't get off of me. He attempted to kiss me again but got the same reaction.

"I said to get off me!" I shouted; I didn't care if Halley heard me.

"Emma, would you be quiet and stop this. What's wrong with you?"

"What am I to you? An easy piece?"

"What?"

"For Christ sake, man, you're getting married to another woman. Just get off me and leave me alone. I can't do this with you."

"Emma--"

"If you don't stop, I'll tell Sharon when she gets back."

At that, he moved aside, releasing me.

So it had to be true, he only wanted to get into my pants without Sharon knowing about it. Anger crept through my veins. I couldn't control myself and it led to me slap him across his face with all the might my hand could possess.

"You're a shell. You might be my boss but you're pathetic. You're playing games with me and I won't stand for it. You have a damn fiancee. Your only intentions are to have sex with me and still have your fiancee. You're not going take my virginity with a one night stand!"

I covered my mouth when I realized what I had said. I just told him that I was still a freaking virgin.

His eyebrows arched and his face was red from where I slapped him. I went for the door but he grabbed me and pulled me back to him. I wiggled to get free but his hold on me was too strong.

"Let me go." I wiggled some more, which only made him laugh and tighten even more.

"Listen to me. I'm developing feelings for you and I'm loving the idea of us being together. Yes, Sharon is my fiancee, but that can easily change. Now, I want you to calm down and stop acting this way."

He let go of me when I bit his hand. 

"Damn it!"

"Leave me alone," I said and went for the door again.

"Look me in my eyes and tell me that you don't have feelings for me, then I'll leave you alone."

I looked him in his eyes. Those damn grey, shark eyes of his that changed color when he was angry.

You can do this Emma. Just tell him that you don't have feelings for him and you want him to leave you alone. Go on and say it. Say it now!

I opened my mouth. "I..." I began.

Why are you pausing, you just said it in your mind so let it come out of your mouth now.

"You what, Emma?"

"I..."

"Go on."

I cursed myself mentally. "Okay, I have feelings for you, but that's all it will ever be. I'm just your maid."

"No, you're not."

"Mr. Hollen, please. This can't go on. Sharon would kill me, I'd look like a fool, and you'd fire me like you did the other maid."

"What? Who have you been talking to?"

"Nobody."

"That's not even true. I didn't fire anyone. Emma, come here."

I stood there, my hand reaching for the door, but, once again, I was pulled into his arms.

"I know you have feelings for me but you're scared because I'm engaged to Sharon. I know how you're feeling, but I want to be with you. I wouldn't keep you a secret, Emma. I would break off my engagement with her and make you my wife."

"No you wouldn't."

"Why wouldn't I?"

"You love her more than yourself. I'm different. I wouldn't fit into your world."

"Baby, you're becoming my world."

He kissed me hungrily and piece by piece, my clothes came off. "Do you want your first time to be with me?" he asked as he kissed my now almost naked body.

"S... stop. Please stop," I said but I regretted it when he actually did.

"What's the problem?"

"I'm not stupid. You're not going have sex with me while you're engaged. Break it off first."

I put my clothes back on and went back to my room, locking the door behind me.