This is a continuation of Irene's flashback. Enjoy my fellow turtles. Oh and if you have any ideas about how to make this ff better then let me know and I will dedicate the chapter to you.
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My hands trembled as I watched Mark walk closer towards meWith a smirk he closed the distance between us and leaned down so that he was leveled with my ear, "I hope to make you feel at home when you're with me."
My cheeks instantly burned a bright red at his close proximity.
Quietly I told him the greeting all the maids were supposed to say when they met their new master. He just stared at my face looking very amused with my reactions.
"My name is Irene and I am very thankful towards you for accepting me as your maid," I said very quickly and quietly.
Looking very amused he grabbed my hand and brought me towards his car. My mouth dropped at the luxurious vehicle in front of me and I had to resist the urge to run my hand over the marvelous exterior of it.
"Close your mouth or you'll catch a fly," Mark said as he closed my mouth with his pointer finger. I glared at his back while he unlocked the car and went in.
I rolled my eyes at his actions and quickly got into the car. Not wanting to look towards him, I stared out the window as he began to drive away from the auction.
"So, Irene, why did you decide to become a maid?" He asked.
Feeling flustered, I answered shortly, "I didn't have a choice. I took up this job in order to care for my father." And with that I turned back to the window.
"You know you always have a choice," he said rather smugly.
Rolling my eyes I ignored his reply and began to think about his reputation as a player. Sure I understood why so many women swooned at the sight of him, but if they knew he was a player and tossed aside women then why did they continue to persue him?
I glanced at him from the corner of my eye and commited his features to memory. Strong jawline, long eyelashes that fluttered when he blinked, deep brown eyes that made women melt into a puddle of lust, full-plump lips that could talk any women out of their innocence, and a lean, muscular build that made my mouth water.
I shook my head and went back to staring out the window, so he wouldn't see my burning face.
"Irene, we're here," he opened his car door and left to the front door of the mansion.
"Asshole," I whispered as I got my luggage out of the trunk of his car and hurried toward the house.
I bit my lip at the intimidating size of his house and thought, Well this is the new place I will call home. And I entered the home.
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