A Mistaken Night With The CEO

Chapter 5

Derrick hadn't thought he would be able to resist Miranda. She was so hot, and her hips had awakened something deep within him. After returning to his bathroom, he wanted to take a bath to relax his arousal, but then he remembered Miranda had used his bathroom.

Derrick had never shared his bathroom with anyone before. Now, a maid of lowly status dared to use his bathroom, his sponge and soap. Derrick felt irritated and wanted to discipline the maid, but how would he report such news to his mother? His mother was already over 70 years old. What if the shock caused her to have a heart attack and faint?

"No, I cannot let my mother find out about this," Derrick said. He was enraged as his member still throbbed, needing that round áss to cool it off.

"Damn it! What kind of temptation is this? I guess I should have that maid fired tomorrow morning. Isn't she the same maid who dared to beat up Melody to that extent? It seems she's on a mission, and I will deal with her personally tomorrow," Derrick affirmed.

Moving away from the bathroom door where he had been standing and staring at his bathroom with irritation, Derrick walked up to the pristine bathtub and cleaned it properly. He washed out his soap and sponge, feeling irritated that Miranda had used them.

"Miranda," he mused. "She dared to cross the limit and use my belongings. I will deal with her."

After cleaning his bathtub completely, Derrick prepared his bath and entered the tub. He remembered seeing Miranda náked when he had opened the bathroom door.

"I should not have opened the door after hearing her voice. She had such a nice, soothing voice," Derrick said. He thought about Miranda's lovely voice, the way she moaned when he had held her cheeks to check if her head was not hurt.

The way her skin was so soft and soothing to his touch.

Despite the cold water, Derrick didn't care to mix it with hot water to dilute the chill.

Derrick remembered how Miranda's cheek felt to his touch. "Her body was so soft. Damn it! I should get a girlfriend to get some release. I cannot bring myself to sleep with a maid. No way, I cannot."

Waving off the thoughts about Miranda, Derrick finally got out of the bathtub after spending hours bathing.

The heavy rain had started, covering the night sky and flooding the city roads. Derrick stood by his room window, staring out at the torrential downpour.

He remembered he hadn't even phoned his elder sisters to confirm if they had gotten home safely.

With a sigh, Derrick moved away from the window, shut the curtains, and closed the window to prevent the rain from entering his bedroom.

Derrick saw it was past midnight and thought against phoning his sisters, knowing they lived only a short distance from the family mansion.

Walking up to his exquisite bed, Derrick picked up his body lotion from his drawer. He moisturized his body and went into his closet to grab some sleeping wear. He wore a white night robe and climbed into his lush bed to sleep.

Shutting his eyes, the memory of holding Miranda came flooding back into his mind. The weather wasn't helping him; he needed a warm body to keep him warm. He was sweating and tossed his bedcover away, sitting up on the bed.

Derrick hadn't thought about having s*x. At 25, he had few friends, whom he presumed to be his foes. He trusted Alexa, who was a loyal staff member and had been working with him for a year, but he had no issues with her.

"Is Alexa pretending to like me?" Derrick wondered. He couldn't go to a hotel to get a woman. He was not the kind of man who indulged in adult content to get a release. He desired to have Miranda on his bed and to pleasure her, with the way his body was reacting crazily to the thought of Miranda on his bed, in cloud nine with him.

Derrick groaned and left his bedroom to his study room to busy himself, as he couldn't sleep or think of anything else but Miranda's nude body that he had seen.

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Meanwhile, Miranda had returned to her maid's room on the first floor of the mansion. She was feeling sad after remembering how Derrick had made it clear that she was of lower status and he couldn't have anything to do with her.

Miranda had thought that after Derrick had seen her nàked, he would take her to bed.

"What was I even thinking? What if he sends me away tomorrow? Oh my God! I haven't even saved enough to start the business I want."

Miranda remembered her first salary since working in the Luis mansion after her graduation from college. She had used the monthly pay to support the orphanage home. Later, she used the rest of her savings to purchase a piece of land in a distant area. She wanted to own a mall, a big supermarket in her name where she would sell a lot of items.

That was five years ago, and Miranda had an agent who was helping her build the mall to her taste. She hadn't even visited the area after purchasing the land, but her agent had informed her that many contractors had contacted him to resell the land to them, and they wanted to build another company there.

Miranda heard that the land had developed and a company was offering to pay her five million to resell her land to them, as it was on a busy road in the heart of the town.

The town had developed compared to five years ago, but Miranda wanted to use the land. She planned to relocate to the area after she finished building and establishing herself. She wouldn't remain a servant and hoped to find a wonderful man to marry her.

Wiping her sobs away, Miranda strode up to her room window to shut it, after the heavy wind had pushed her curtains aside. The Luis family were kindhearted and allowed the maids to have separate rooms in the magnificent home.

Miranda stripped off her dirty pink gown after closing the window. She tried not to think about Master Derrick, even though her heart yearned to be with him. She decided to focus on her job and save enough money to establish herself.

"Maybe two years from now, I will be through with my services here, then I will move to the other town to start my business."

A satisfied smile curved Miranda's lips as she envisioned a life where she would be referred to as Madam. She would have prayed for a man to elevate her status, but knowing how prideful men were, Miranda decided to become as proud and as arrogant as they were once she acquired so much wealth.

When morning arrived, Miranda was sleeping under the bed covers when the supreme maid, Juliet, barged into the room and roughly tapped her shoulder.

"Miranda! Wake up! Lady Loretta summoned you into the living room."