I'm Mark Tuan's maid

Chapter Thirteen

Irene

The next morning, I woke up afraid to face the day. I did, after all, see my boss almost make out with his friend. It wasn't that I was against people who like the same gender, but Mark was someone I liked...and quite possibly, could like me back and the idea of him kissing someone else, regardless of gender, made my insides burst into flames. Sure, Jackson was a funny, happy, energetic guy and normally I wouldn't feel the need to kick him where the sun don't shine, but quite frankly, I was beyond jealous of his encounter with Mark.

I shook my head trying to clear away these thoughts, and got up from my bed, heading to the bathroom to quickly take care of my hygiene. As soon as I finished I hurried downstairs to find a sleeping Mark. I expected it considering he was up pretty late and will possibly have a hangover, so being the good little maid I am, I went into his restroom, grabbed pain medicine and a water bottle. Setting it down on the coffee table for when he woke up, I went to the kitchen and made breakfast. No matter how hard I tried to be angry at him for any of the reasons he gave me, I couldn't...that's the downfall of being head over heals for your boss.

I sighed, sick of all these emotions he caused me. Sick of the way he made me laugh, cry, and feel pain so easily because he had my heart in the palm of his hand, but yet he didn't realize it. I set his breakfast on the table next to his water bottle and pain pills, and looked at his peaceful sleeping face. That same face which changes into a lethal weapon when he is awake. It's hard to stay away even though I know I'll end up hurting myself.

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Later throughout the day, it turns out, I didn't have to work on avoiding Mark because he took care of that his self by locking him away in his room. I was both relieved and worried. Relieved because I wouldn't have to think about his lips so close to Jackson's, but worried because he usually was out of his room...somewhere, whether it was to tease me or just be in the living room.

I timidly went to his door and knocked gently, waiting for his signal to tell me to come in, but it never came. Instead, feeling brave, I opened the door slowly, almost as if I was in a horror movie and I was afraid of what would be on the other side. Ridiculous, since the worse thing on the side of the door was a 23 years old man, famous for his round of women.

"Mark?" I questioned, testing the waters and walking to his bed to find him, wrapped up in the covers. I sighed at the sight, turning around to leave, but was caught in surprise when a hand came out of the blankets and wrapped around my wrist, pulling me onto the bed. Or so I thought it was the bed, but when I tried to push myself up, my hand came in contact with a solid chest, blocked by the blanket. I blinked rapidly, confused as to what just happened, when I heard Mark's deep voice speak lowly.

"What are you doing in here?" He questioned me as I tried to think of a reason without sounding like a total fool. I was already failing considering my face was heating up quickly as I looked into his dark brown eyes. The room was becoming too hot too quick the longer I stayed on top of him, but when I attempted to move off of him, he wrapped his other arm around my waist and pinned me to the bed. I gulped as I looked up and saw him staring at me with a look I've never seen before.

"You didn't answer me Irene. It's rude to not answer when someone is asking you something," He said almost playfully. I couldn't utter a word as I felt his hips pressed against mine and saw his mouth moving closer to mine. My breathing became faster as I bit down on my lower lip, causing his attention to move from my eyes to my lips.

"I-I came to check on you," I finally croaked out and blushed an even darker color as I realized how expecting my voice sounded to my own ears. He chuckled. A deep rumble in his chest that made me bite my lip harder, but he just moved in closer, until his lips were barely grazing over mine.

"You're just so considerate aren't you?" He was back with his teasing voice. As I was about to press my lips fully against his, a phone rang in the distance. I wanted to take whoever was on the other side of the phone and slit their throat with a dull knife at this moment. He got off of me, groaning and grabbing his phone on the side of the bed.

"What the fuck do you want," He growled into the phone as I hurriedly left the room, my palms sweating and my heart beating erratically. He almost kissed me...after all this time my lips were so close to his yet again. I couldn't help, but to feel disappointed and slightly turned on...mostly disappointed of course.

I went to my room with a wide smile on my face and I buried into my bed. I couldn't begin to express how happy that made me...knowing he likes me and he wanted to make a move.

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Long time no update! Hai guys, miss me? Well, I missed you guys and it's great to be back to the comments and votes that role in almost everyday, LIKE HOLY FUCK 20K READS!?!?!?! I WAS SCREAMING SO MUCH WHEN I SAW THE NUMBER.

There's so much that has happened since last time I've updated right? Did you hear about GOT7'S turbulence tour? Guess who's going? MEEEEEE!!!

Also, there's something that mean even more to me than that. I experienced love for the first time...and heart break. It was a great relationship while it lasted, but she fell for someone else. *sighs* I'm better now though.

Everything about kpop is still lit though, I'm excited about going to Houston next month!!!! Whooooo!!!

Anyways,

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