His Addiction

Chapter 8 ✔

Jaxon's POV

I was a little taken back to find Regina come out of my bathroom scantily dressed in only a towel, her hair wet like she had just taken a shower. What the fuck. I totally hate people touching or using my personal stuff and my goddamn bathroom is one of them, then I realize that I'm still clutching my phone to my ear and I tune in to the voice of Diego calling out to me as I had yet to give him any response since he last spoke.

"Yes, I'll get back to you later" I let out after letting out a sigh. "Si, gracias boss." Diego saluted. "Thank you." I replied ending the call and clicking off my phone still looking at Regina who's face has surprisingly paled even more, my eyes raked her beautifully perfect body in the little towel she had on that honestly didn't leave much to imagination as I felt a little twitch down below.

Without thinking I start taking slow steps towards her and I see her cower in fear, everything about this girl is alluring, her damp hair that's let down barely covering her bare shoulders that falls to her waist, her grey eyes that seems to be drawing me into its depths, her parted pink lips that I've imagined a hundred times kissing and that curvaceous body of hers that I so badly want to feel against mine.

I stop as I get extremely close to her, only a few inches away from her as her eyes meet the floor, I could perceive the scent of my shampoo and shower gel on her and that turns me on even more and I completely lose my rationality. "Take it off." I said shocking myself, a swerve of emotions going through me but I learnt being a CEO never to let your emotional battles have any control over your physical appearance, so I don't let any of my emotions show on my face as I ve mastered the poker face look .

"Wh- what?" She asks stuttering as she lifts her head immediately to look at me in shock.
"I. said... take. it. off." I let out frustratedly, my eyes cold and my voice void of any emotion. She gasped as she saw that I was serious.
"I-I'm a-afraid I can't do that sir." She muttered downcastly.

I snap out of my trance-like state as soon as those words are registered inside my head. What the fuck am I doing? I mean I have a lot of beautiful girls who are ready to fall at my feet and answer to my every beck and call and I'm here lusting over a mere maid, like a sex starved teenager.

"Get yourself out of my room this very minute." I snarl as she glances up at me in fear before hastily walking out of my room. "And Regina..." I call out making her halt her steps and turn back to me as I continue menacingly.

"If you ever shower in my bathroom again, you're fired, and also I don't want you cleaning my room anymore. I'll ask butler Humphreys to assign someone else to my room, as a matter of fact I don't want to see you on the second floor ever again. Do I make myself clear?" She nods frantically while answering "y-yes sir." and dashing out of my room.

After the whole ordeal with Regina, I go back to the dining room where my food still lay on the large rich mahogany dining table. I sit on the dinning seat at the head of the table and start eating with barely any appetite left.

After picking on my food for a couple of minutes, I stand up taking my jacket that I hanged on on the dining
chair and while pressing the button on the earbud connecting Donald and telling him to get the car ready. I also call butler Humphreys to get me my briefcase from my study as I'm not in the mood to go back upstairs.

I drown myself in thoughts all through the ride back to the office, thoughts of my mother and brother and also thoughts of Regina filling my mind, feeling a migraine begin to build up and I ask Donald to get me an aspirin from the glove compartment. I take a pill of the aspirin and relax back allowing it do it's job, I drift to sleep almost immediately without realizing it.