Domineering Billionaire’s Maid(BDSM-Erotica)

Alice’s P. O. V.

I make my way to the terrace, my footsteps quick as I escape from sir.

He apologized to me, which was quite surprising, but I can’t forgive him for shattering my soul.

I endured countless pains for him, only to be met with harsh treatment.

Tears well up as memories flood my mind, recalling the days when he treated me with cruelty.

He ended our relationship without even explaining my fault, and now he expects me to listen to him. What did he think of himself?

I don’t want to lie, but when he was constantly apologising to me, he really melted my heart. I wanted to forgive him, but I took a step back after remembering how he had insulted me. It’s too much for me to handle once more.

I’m certain he is just being nice to me to manipulate me into becoming his submissive again. Once he’s gotten what he wants, he’ll go back to being rude.

“I can’t let him hurt me more. It’s enough of his cruelty.” I mutter and wipe off my tears, staring straight with unwavering determination.

Later that night,

I ascend the stairs, wincing because the high heels I’m wearing cause my foot to ache. I take them off and sit on the stairs, massaging my foot.

“These heels are like another monster in my life, just like sir.” I grumble, irked with my life.

I sense someone’s gaze on me and turn my head to see him standing upstairs, staring at me, his eyes filled with guilt.

Why does he keep appearing in front of me? It’s so difficult for me to resist his charm. I’m certain that if he continues to cross my path like this, I’ll end up forgiving him, and I don’t want that.

I hurriedly rise from the stairs, pick up my sandal, and dash away from there.

Next day,

The head managers of the maids gather everyone in the basement. I reach there with Mia.

“There is a change in the maids’ footwear.” The manager, Olivia, announces and takes out a pair of flat shoes from a box behind her.

My eyes widen in surprise after seeing this. Did sir change the footwear for my sake? Because last night, he overheard me complaining about the heels. I just can’t believe it.

Did he really change, or is this another ploy to win my heart?

“You can take the footwear of your size and leave.” Olivia departs after instructing us, leaving the room abuzz with gossip.

“I just can’t believe that they removed heels from our attire. I’m wondering what must be the reasons because I have heard that men like women in heels.” Mia is confused, like all the other maids.

How do I tell her that this happened because of me?

I step out of the basement, feeling relieved wearing the flat shoes. I’m happy about it, but it doesn’t change my mind. Still, he won’t get my forgiveness.

As I step into the hall, he again comes in front of me. Anger fills my eyes as I look at him.

“I hope you’re comfortable with this.” He remarks, glancing at my flat footwear.

“Don’t dare to even think that if you do this, I’ll forgive you because I know you’re doing this just to get me back.” I snarl at him.

“I did not make this change for your forgiveness, Alice. I did it for your comfort. I cannot bear to see you in any kind of pain.” He confesses his feelings, placing his hand on my face.

After two days, as I feel his touch, I become emotional and a lone tear trickles down my cheek that directly lands on his hand.

Has he finally accepted his feelings, or he is just pretending to get me back? I’m bewildered because he hasn’t given me a single reason to trust him.

No, he can’t fool me. I can’t become an innocent girl again.

I shove his hand away from my face. “I don’t trust you, and please stay away from me.” After scowling at him, I stomp from there.

I shut the door of my room and burst into tears. I shed silent tears of agony, placing my head on the door and clutching the knob. The pain is overwhelming.

I yearn to forgive him and give him a second chance, but my heart doesn’t give me permission to do this after getting broken once.

***

At night, I toss and turn, trying to find sleep, yet his memories keep me awake. I miss him terribly.

I’m torn between wanting him back and the hurt I felt from his insult. The image is etched in my mind.

As I rise from the bed, my legs instinctively lead me to his room.

Alexander’s P. O. V.

I puff on the cigarette, standing on the balcony.

The only woman who genuinely cared about me, I lost her because of my rage.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Although I caused her pain, she always took care of me.

She changed my perspective on women. All women aren’t gold diggers and whore because my Alice is different. She has a heart of gold.

She is truly an angel.

For the first time, I feel like I want to kill myself for hurting such an angel.

I yearn to meet her, to drown in the depths of her oceanic blue eyes, and savour the sweetness of her luscious lips.

I leave my room and rush to Alice’s room to meet her.

While descending the stairs, I come to a halt as I spot Alice approaching from the opposite direction. She also stops as her eyes fall on me.

We stare at each other, our eyes filled with desire, affection, and a hint of neediness. We run towards each other, and in the middle of the stairs, I grab her waist, lift her from the floor, and capture her lips.

Every cell in my body comes alive as our lips touch.

I’ve been longing for her lips because it has been so many days since our last kiss. I’m just addicted to these lips more than my cigarette now. Perhaps I can survive without smoking, but I can’t survive without kissing her lips.

I pin her against the railing and devour her lips with insatiable hunger, grinding my hardness against her crotch. She deepens the kiss, her hands gripping my hair.

Fuck! I missed every bit of this.

She kisses me with the same intensity, showing that she yearned for my lips as well. It fills my heart with joy.

I lift her pink chiffon gown and run my fingers over her thighs, causing her to shiver with my touch. I slip my hand into her wet undies and rub her vigorously while kissing her passionately. She moans in my mouth, clenching my hair.

We lie down on the stairs, continuing to devour each other’s lips as if there’s no tomorrow. I’m on top of her, driving her crazy by rubbing her wet honeypot with great vigour.

As we pull apart, I move down between her legs, trailing kisses down her neck and massaging her soft tits.

Oh, how I missed exploring her body.

I yank down her undies, and after grabbing her thighs and splaying her legs for me, I attack between her thighs. I suck her, flicker my tongue and lick her juice, causing her to yank my hair and moan in ecstasy.

Just as she’s about to climax, I pull away from her and come face to face with her, and we lock our intense gaze on each other.

I kiss her lips again, allowing her to savour her own nectar, before pulling down my joggers and plunging my throbbing shaft into her. The feeling of complete satisfaction washes over me as I merge with her.

Her legs wrap around me, her nails dig into my arms as I thrust into her, our moans harmonizing in perfect unison, transporting us to another world.

What I experience with Alice surpasses anything I have felt with any other woman; it is beyond words.

Before I was confused with my feelings, but not anymore because now I am certain that I love her, and therefore, what I feel about her is different and beautiful.

Suddenly, she pushes me away, and I snap back to reality.

I stare at her, unblinking, when she hurriedly adjusts her undergarments and rises to her feet.

She waggles her finger at me and snarls in fury. “After what happened between us, don’t think I’ve forgiven you. It just happened in the heat of the moment.”

She runs downstairs, scowling at me, and I continue to look at her until she disappears from my sight.

“Whatever you say, Alice, I know you’ll come back to me because you’re equally yearning for me.” As I murmur, an impish grin flashes on my face.

***

The next morning, as my eyes flutter open, I’m taken aback to find Alice standing by my bed, dressed in her maid uniform, a radiant smile adorning her face.

Last night, she was killing me with her angry looks, and today she is smiling at me. Is she alright? What happened to her?