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"How do I look?" Ricardo asks as he sashays towards me wearing one of Miss Heliotropes token large dress,
"Fabulous my dear, the green really brings out your eyes" I giggle as he continues to strut around acting like your average Victorian woman living in London, posh and stuck up,
"Don't I know it" he says flipping his hair,
"We really shouldn't be in here, what if we get caught?" I ask, feeling anxious,
"Well, be fine" he rolls his eyes as he starts to pull the dress off over his head accidently bringing his shirt almost completely off with it, I blush and look else where even though he wouldn't of seen me looking at his tight golden brown stomach muscles anyway as the dress as covering his head completely,
"Lets just go back to my room, yeah?" I ask as he rearranges his clothes,
"Fine, little miss worry pants" he teases, I roll my eyes and start to head for the door. Ricardo walks next to me, looking around the mansion as I hastily head for my room hoping to avoid the others.
We enter my room and Ricardo (of course) sits on my bed, I shake my head and plop down next to him,
"If you're just a maid, how come you have a really cool room?" he asks with scrunched brows while he looks around my very messy room, I tense next to him and start to think of something to say,
"Uhhh, I'm- I-" I cruse to myself as I struggle to think of a lie, my mind's blank, there I am thinking I'm decent at lying but look at me, a stuttering mess,
"You're?" Ricardo asks, eyes squinted at me making me even more nervous,
"Mr Merryweather says it's not good to mistreat staff, says it leads to slacking on the job" I lie, pretty good if you ask me,
"Oh, well that's nice of him" he says, still pointing his accusing eyes at me,
"You don't believe me?" I ask, hoping that he'd feel bad for assuming,
"Are you one hundred percent a maid?" he asks, I cringe under his intense gaze,
"Yeah, for a year now" I lie,
"You're a horrible liar." Ricardo determines bluntly,
"I don't know what you mean." I deny, he roll his eyes and flops down on my bed,
"When you first moved here the De'noirs contacted us and asked if we would help infiltrate the manner, but we declined as at the time my father was critically ill. He sent me here to check things, to see if he was still needed." he admits,
"What do you want from me?" I ask, standing up from the bed and backing up a little out of fear of assassinated. He looks up me and smirks,
"I'm not going to hurt you Blake" he reassures with a slight chuckle, as much as I don't like to admit it him saying reassures me a lot more then it should,
"What do you want?" I ask, crossing my arms, trying to look intimidating but failing miserably and making him laugh again,
"Nothing much, I'm trying to figure you out. All my life I've been taught that all Merryweathers are the same; greedy, evil, cruel, and as far as I can tell you're nothing like that.-" he says, standing and taking my hands in his, "I've always been a good judge of character and I just and I just can't put an accurate label to you, I find you alluring.-" he smirks as I blush and look at the ground, "- I need to understand you, I need to. I can't stop thinking about you, my mind is always wondering to you and I don't know what that means for me. I came here thinking it would be easy to kill you, a Merryweather. But as soon as I had the pleasure to lay my undeserving eyes on you I knew it wouldn't be that easy. I just can't hurt you, even the thought makes me feel sick." he puts a finger under my chin and raises my head to look him in his hypnotising green eyes,
"I-I don't understand" I stutter, like a idiot,
"I want you, so bad" he groans,
"...Robin" I mumble, biting my lip. Our relationship only just ended and I've got a man in my room,
"Don't think about him, he left you, he doesn't love you, he never loved you. He left you so easily, I wouldn't ever leave you" he whispers, placing warm, venomous kisses on my neck,
"We can't do this." I mumble as my eyes in sinful bliss as his lustful lips trail across my bare skin, I have to grip onto his wide shoulders to steady myself as he pulls my hips into his in one swift, dominating tug.
Ricardo says nothing in return, and I'm not so sure if I wanted him to anymore. His poisoned chalice lips make they're way towards my own lips, glued in place I allow his to meet mine. My arms mindlessly wrap around his shoulders as his hand glide behind me to my trousers waist band where his hands rest in the small of my lower back.
He turns me so that my back is facing the back then pushes me down onto it, he climbs on top of me, while assaulting my already swollen lips. He pins my hands to the bed with one of his hands while the other pulls my shirt off over my head, our lips smashing back together after the single second he disjoined them to rip my top off. His solid body grinds against mine, the extent of his attraction clear to feel as he brushes against me.
Suddenly he is thrown off me, my eyes open in surprise to see Ricardo on the floor clutching his jaw in clear pain. I towards the window to just catch a blur of black as someone jumps out. Robin. I run to my window, completely by passing Ricardo.
"ROBIN!!" I shout after his fleeing figure, "ROBIN!" I call again now crying hopelessly, but he doesn't turn back.
What have I done?
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A/N:
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