The Billionaire Sheikh's Maid 2

Dramatic

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We both collapsed on the floor from exhaustion. he was heaving, trying to catch his breath..

What just happened?
Noo.
Nooo!!!

I can't believe we did it again.
He tried to get up by propping his elbow up and looking at my curled position on the floor as I used what was left of my clothes to cover my breasts.
Shame 😞 was pasted all over me.

He used me
AGAIN!

"Get me a dress and lingerie now Amina"
His voice sounded from his office.. when did he get up?
I try to stand up and enter the adjoining restrooms to wash myself.
God! Do I need a shower real quick?
As I checked for the right temperature, I stood as the water washed me.
Humiliation seems to be my birthright.
I just have to be constantly treated as trash. Here I am in an office bathroom though luxurious than my entire family's property not even one of the numerous guestrooms in the palace trying to wash out the fact that I just had another Earth shattering sex with the Sheikh and he still doesn't show any emotions.
I am just and still his maid in his eyes who seems to satisfy him well.

Tears pouring down my face, I didn't even know until I tasted a saltiness in the shower and realized that I have been crying..
Drying off my hair and arranging the rags of my clothes trying to salvage as much of my dignity that is left, a fresh bout of tears started and I shook as I cried quietly facing the mirrors.

"Uhm.. Ms. Meca?"
Amina called out
"Yes ma"
I quickly poured water on my face to mask any weakness..

She looked at me pitifully
She was a walking goddess, why didn't he want her..
He just had to make me miserable.

"The sheikh asked me to give you this.
She handed me a very beautiful dress, I bet it could cost my arm and leg.
Shit!!
Why does this feel like deja Vu. I hope this is not one of his mistress's because I still can't bring myself to overcome the embarrassment of wearing princess zainab's gown last time.

"Thank you.
She also gave me lingerie.
I put on the dress and it fit like a glove.
I smiled in spite of myself.
I looked different. Indeed no one is ugly, just broke.

Now is time to do the walk of shame.

I touched up my hair and noticed hickeys on my neck and breasts.
And my pussy was sore because of his monstrous appendage.

I looked at where we had our rendezvous and it was clean.

"You should be hungry..."

That voice.
It still caused chills allover my body.
He said as if he knew it,
"I have ordered for a meal to be brought here, you will stay in the palace until tomorrow...

My heart broke, not because I had to relive my stay in the palace but because he was acting colder than the last time.
It was as though he had sex with me to prove something.

"Yes sir. Thank you for the dress"
I whispered

As I lifted my eyes to look at his eyes as usual they capture me..
Leaving me breathless.

What do you want from me Laith?
What?

Suddenly there was a knock and announcing that the food has been served.
He stepped in front of me and lifted me up on his table.
He removed a small gold bottle from his table and smeared a little oil from it on my neck and arms and thighs. It was so cooling and relieving and smelled expensive.
He kept his hands on my thighs.
Moving them up to my panties and down.
He drew near, his scent overpowering my senses and I.

"That should make you  feel better..."
He spoke into my ears and breathed in my hair

"...And it's a good thing you don't smell like that man anymore."
He continued, now moving his hands to my hair.

"T the f f food?"
I croaked

He smirked. His silver eyes shining with mischief knowing he had a lot effect on me.

We walked into a dinning area that I never knew existed.
Wow!!
And the food set was mouth watering.

I sat down and waited as he started eating.
I ate too.
Munching on the lap of a juicy chicken.
Baba would faint on tasting this.who would believe that a chicken could be this soft and sooo juicy and well flavoured.
Moaning out my satisfaction, I forgot that the sheikh was also at the table until I heard clattering of spoons.
Then did I notice that he had been looking at me with hooded eyes filled with lust and desire.
Clearing my throat to speak but he beat me to it.

"Hopefully, you understand that I would not want anything to do with you, more than trying to understand what is happening between us"

What!!!

Did he just say that..

What is wrong with this man?!

Is he crazy?

Or he just doesn't have a heart??

Aaaaaaaarrrrrgggghhh!!
I growled.

Standing abruptly as I watched him in anger..

"Your Highness, yes I know exactly that.. and could I ask to go sleep now and if I leave please don't come back for me again because I can't understand this rollercoaster of emotions from you. If I am not what you fancy, then know that I am not also a sex toy for you to use whenever you want!"

He flinched.

Oh my God

I must have overspoken.
His hot brows were drawn together in anger.
I could practically see smoke from his ears.

"How dare you speak to me!?
He thundered

"I'm sorry your highness.."
"... but I don't want to be at a place I am not accepted or wanted"
finding a new confidence, Baba and Khalid would definitely high-five me right now..

"Fine, do whatever you want..."
He said and slammed the door hard as he left the dinner..

Sadness,weakness, anger,self pity was not definitely what I was feeling..

This was something new

INDIFFERENCE

"Ha ha ahhahahahahahHHHaaaaaaa"
I laughed and cried so hard that I crumbled to the ground.
As I comforted myself.
I came to a decision

A new resolution!

No more will any man make me feel less!

I will teach all of them lessons..

Especially one man!

I will teach that man a lesson , he won't forget!!!