A deal she can't refuse.
A billionare offers her a job on his private island.
It's a secret competition and who wins marries Lorenzo. But he forgot to mention her that part.
Lorenzo, A cruel Italian mafia leader. He doesn't date. Neither does he...
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Lorenzo's POV
I don't care about her. I should stop thinking about her!
"Just leave it alone, Lorenzo," I say to myself aloud. Since yesterday I keep thinking about Hope. I never had that feeling before. Her small hands that were hugging me, her soft lips, and her charming laugh when we were joking around, Her eyes are full of pain and unknown feeling that I always get when I look at them, Her biting her lip, all these things make me crazy. Crazy about her. Crazy for her. She is driving me nuts. I can't keep away from her.
What am I even thinking? I clear my head. I couldn't care less for the poor girl. I only want her to work for me because she is very, very good at doing her job. But something always brings me back to thinking about her. For a second I wonder if I hurt her? Was she angry because of my rules? Or was she angry because of what happened yesterday? Did she cry because of me? I would never want to hurt her or make her cry. When I mentioned the punishment she started getting nervous and then stormed out of my office.
I was confused. I don't understand why she left? Was it the punishment? I need to go after her. But I know It's not my job to go after her. it is my job to go after her, I am her boss. I remember her legs were shaking when we were in the office and it made my dick hard. I want to fuck her. She makes me feel like no woman has ever before. But I know it's only because I didn't fuck her yet.
Almost all of the other housemaids that are on the island I had fucked before. I fucked a lot of women, but none were like her. Hope isn't that easy. Hope is beautiful but that still isn't that thing about her that drives me crazy. It must be her. Her soul, her mind. And she is different from other housemaids. She is smart, not pushy, and hot at the same time. I want to fuck her feel her but I also want to hurt her real bad. That is who I am. I hurt people and I fuck them.
I know I should have stayed in my office but I couldn't help myself and made my way to the room Hope is staying in. Hope isn't in her room. I look everywhere in the house and she is nowhere to be found or seen. Not in the kitchen, bathroom, or anywhere I could think of. It makes me angry not knowing where she is and the fact she left without telling me where she is going. She knows the rules. If she actually went off of my property, she knows there is a punishment coming her way. And it will not be a small punishment. I go past the boxing gym, I stop to check it and I look inside only to find Hope lying on the floor passed out. I quickly take her upstairs to the medicine room. I am paranoid, Is she dead? what happened to her? She is breathing but doesn't wake up. I am scared of losing her and I hope she will be okay as I lay next to her on the bed. I want to wake her up but I decide against it, it was best for her to rest so I take her upstairs to my room and lay her on my bed.
She is so beautiful when she is sleeping. I changed her to my clothes because the heirs were wet. She was boxing and probably fainted. I am really worried about her but I know she will wake up soon and be okay and well. Till then I will be just appreciating my view of the beautiful, hot, smoking, and sexy woman laying next to me. And to my surprise, after that thought comes up in my head, Hope opens her eyes. She looks scared, waking up and not knowing where she is, I can't blame her. She is cute.
