Billionaire Maid

7.

Edited.

Rafael pulled me into his arms and kissed me like a hungry man. All my embarrassment went away as soon as his lips touched mine.

His tongue started roaming in my mouth, tasting me. Not missing any corner. Stroking the walls of my mouth and sucking on my tongue.

His hands started roaming on my flushed sensitive skin. Rubbing circles on my hips, his other hand caressing my cheek. Sparks were flowing everywhere. There was so much sexual tension in the room that anyone could cut it with a knife.

I shocked myself by kissing him back. Our tongues were fighting for dominance. I feel disgusted with myself knowing I'm not meant to be doing this. He is my boss's son technically my boss whose marrying some rich girl. The more shocking fact was that she was enjoying herself a lot. She didn't want Rafael to stop.

He pulled back from the kiss and started planting soft wet kisses from the corner of my mouth to my collarbone, sucking on my neck in the process. I feel myself shivering under his touch. It felt so good.

He started sucking my lips again and I wrapped my arms around his neck pulling him in, wanting to feel all of him.

As I started kissing him back, fighting for dominance even when I knew that I can never win; His phone starts ringing, the most annoying sound I've ever heard.

He pulls out from the kiss and takes his phone out. I so want to smash that phone right now. I was having the time of my life but that damn phone ruined it.

I saw it flashing 'Ariel' on the screen, guilt and disgust started building up inside me but I chose to ignore it, he picked up.

"Ariel." He said in a resigned tone as if answering her call was the last thing he wanted to do. I felt happy about it.

"Raf, darling." I heard her screeched voice over the phone. She seems so desperate even when she is on phone.

"I'm standing at the front door of your house right now and the old maid won't let me in." she said sounding like am outright bitch.

I knew she was referring to Marie. Marie was right; she is a snobby spoilt rich brat. She has no manners and respect.

I heard Rafael telling her never to refer to Marie as an old maid again as he walked out of my room. I felt hurt; he didn't even say a word to me before he left.

I also felt this sudden surge of jealousy in me as I watched him leave and my heart broke. I felt like crying but I remembered by mother's word. Mia piccola, don't let anyone have the power to make you cry and if Rafael likes you a lot like you like him he wouldn't marry her.

I won't give him the pleasure of making me cry. I think somewhere in my heart I knew that this will happen. But I won't cry over him, I can't do this to myself... my heart.

I get dressed and head out of the room to see if Marie needs me to do anything.

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"Marie." I call as I entered the kitchen.

"Lola dear, I'm in here." I found her sitting at the end of the kitchen and I walked to her.

Before I could start talking she started talking.

"That Barbie doll lacks manners and she calls herself a princess. I feel like ripping those fake extensions of her head. She is such a sl.ut . "

My eyes widen at Marie's choice of words. I have never heard her talk bad about someone; she's always so graceful and well-mannered.