Keith remained seated on the sofa, his eyes closed, and he seemed gentle and innocuous. I was frozen in place, admiring his lovely features from afar. If only he was as gentle as he seemed, but no, the guy was cruel and cynical, and that should be enough to prevent me from succumbing to his enigmatic charms.
Even with his injured leg, there was a force behind him that put me in my place. “Should I hire a maid for you?”
“It’s just for a few days, Cassie. Can you take care of me?”
“In what way, Keith?”
“Just the usual, you’ll do the cooking, cleaning, and other stuff,” he said.
I was aghast at his suggestion. “Are you serious? You wanted me to do those things? I can’t,” I immediately refused.
“Why not? Don’t you feel bad for me? I can’t move right now, please? Please, Cassie?” He plead
