CHAPTER 5.

Derrick hadn't thought he would be able to resist Miranda. She was so hot; her hips had awakened something deep within him. After returning to his bathroom, he wanted to take a bath to relax his arousal, but then he remembered Miranda had used his bathtub.

Never had he shared his bathroom with anyone before; now a maid of lowly status dared to use his bathroom, his sponge, and his soap.

Derrick felt irritated and wanted to discipline the maid, but how would he report such news to his mother? His mother was already over 70 years old. What if she had a heart attack and fainted from the shock?

"No, I cannot let my mother find out about this," Derrick said. He was enraged as his member still throbbed and hurt, needing that round behind to cool it off.

"Damn it! What kind of temptation is that? I guess I should have that maid fired tomorrow morning. Isn't she the same maid that dared to beat up Melody to that extent? I see that she's on a mission here, and I will deal with her personally tomorrow," Derrick said.

Moving away from the bathroom door where he had been standing and staring at his bathroom with irritation, Derrick walked up to the bathtub and cleaned it thoroughly. He washed out his soap and sponge, feeling irritated that Miranda had used them.

"Miranda," he mused her name. "She dared to cross the line and use my properties. I will deal with her."

After cleaning his bathtub completely, Derrick prepared his bath and finally entered the bathtub. He remembered seeing Miranda unclothed when he had opened the bathroom door.

"Oh no! I should not have opened the door after hearing her voice. She had such a nice, soothing voice," Derrick said. He thought about Miranda's lovely voice, the way she moaned when he had held her cheeks to check if her head was not hurt.

The way her skin was so soft and soothing to his touch.

Despite staying inside the cold bath, as he didn't care to mix the water with hot water to dilute the chilly bath temperature, Derrick remembered how Miranda's cheek felt to his touch. "Her body was so soft. Damn it! I should get a girlfriend. I cannot bring myself to sleep with my mother's maid. No way, I cannot."

Waving off the thoughts about Miranda at the back of his mind, Derrick finally got out of the bathtub after spending hours bathing.

The heavy rain had started covering the night sky and flooding the city roads. Derrick stood by his room window, staring out at the heavy downpour of the torrential rain.

He remembered he hadn't even phoned his elder sisters to confirm if they had gotten home safely.

With a sigh, Derrick moved away from the room window after shutting the curtains and closing the window to prevent the heavy downpour from entering his bedroom.

He saw that the time was past midnight and thought against phoning Nicole, as he knew she only lived a short distance away from the family mansion.

Walking up to his exquisite bed, Derrick picked up his body lotion from his drawer. He moisturized his body and went into his closet to grab a white robe.

Derrick wore a white night robe and later climbed onto his lush bed to sleep.

Shutting his eyes, the memory of him holding Miranda came flooding into his mind.

The weather wasn't helping him as he needed a warm body to keep him warm. He was also sweating, and he tossed his bedcover away, sitting up on the bed.

Derrick hadn't thought about having sex. He was 25, and he had fewer friends as he presumed them to be his foes.

Derrick knew he could not trust any of them. He trusted Alexa as she was a loyal staff member, and having worked with him for a year, he had no issues with her.

"Is Alexa pretending to like me?" Derrick wondered. He couldn't go to a hotel to get a release. He was not the kind of man that indulged in watching adult content to get a release either.

Derrick desired to have Miranda on his bed and to pleasure her, and with the way his body was reacting crazily to that thought.

Derrick groaned and left his bedroom for his study to busy himself, since he couldn't sleep or think of anything else except Miranda's nude body that he had seen.

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Meanwhile, Miranda had returned to her maid's room on the first floor of the mansion. She was feeling sad after remembering how Derrick made it clear to her face that she was of lower status and he could not have anything to do with her.

Miranda had thought after Derrick had seen her náked, he would take her to bed.

"Oh no! What was I even thinking? What if Master Derrick sends me away tomorrow morning? Oh my God! I haven't even saved enough to start up the business that I want," Miranda said.

She remembered her first salary since working in the Luis mansion after her graduation from high school.

Miranda had used the money they paid her monthly to donate to the orphanage home. Later, she used the rest of her salary that she had gathered to purchase land in a distant location.

Miranda wanted to own a mall where she would sell a lot of items.

That was five years ago, and she had an agent who was enabling her to build the mall to her taste.

Miranda had not even gone to the area after purchasing the land, but she heard from the agent that many contractors had contacted him to resell the land to them, and they wanted to build another company there.

Miranda heard the land had developed, and a company was offering to pay her five million to resell her land to them as the land was on the road and in the heart of the town.

The town had developed compared to five years before, but Miranda wanted to use the land. She planned to relocate to the area after she was through building it and establishing herself. She wouldn't remain a servant, and she hoped for a wonderful man to marry her.

Wiping her sobs away, Miranda strode up to her room window to shut it after the heavy wind had pushed her curtains away. The Luis family were kind and allowed the maids to have separate rooms in the magnificent home.

Miranda stripped off her dirty pink dress after she was done closing the window. She tried not to think about Master Derrick again, even when her heart yearned to be with him. She decided to focus on her job and on saving enough money to establish herself.

"Maybe two years from now, I will be through with my services here, then I will move to the other town to start up my business."

A satisfactory smile curved up Miranda's lips as she envisioned a life where she would be referred to as Madam. She would have prayed for a man to elevate her status, but knowing how prideful men were, Miranda decided to become as prideful as them and as arrogant as she might be when she acquired so much wealth.

When morning arrived, Miranda was sleeping under the bed covers when the supreme maid, Juliet, barged into the room and tapped on her shoulder roughly.

"Miranda! Wake up! Lady Loretta summoned you into the living room."