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The Billionaire’s Curvy Maid She’s mine
~Ethan~ My tires screeched as I abruptly pulled up in front of the school gate. With a sharp flick, I turned off my engine and slid out of my car. I took hasty and long strides towards the gate, yanking it open in a hurry. I stood in the middle of the school compound, my gaze running through the building as I looked for where the party was taking place. Just then, I heard faint music from the back of one of the tall buildings, and from its side, I could see blue and red lights. ‘There!’ I ran towards the direction of the music, running through the road that led to the back, and there the building was. There were numerous students in front. Some were drinking, some were laughing and chatting and some were making out. As I made my way through them, I could feel their gazes on me. “Wow! Who is he?” “He looks pretty pissed.” “He’s so handsome!” “More like a sugar daddy!” The ladies squealed, but I care less about them. “Mia!” I yelled as I burst into the building. I looked around a
Last Updated : 2024-12-02The Billionaire’s Curvy Maid Don't worry about me
~Mia~ “Hmm…” I squinted, slowly releasing the tension in my eyes. As they fluttered open, the sunlight streaming in hit me, sending a sharp jolt of pain through my head.“Argh,” I muttered, clutching my head as I struggled to sit up. My head felt like a weight my neck could barely hold, and my body seemed unfamiliar, almost foreign.Glancing around my room, I took in the sight of my pajamas. Something flickered in my memory, but it didn’t match what I was seeing now.I let out a low groan, trying to piece it together. The party. I’d been dancing, drinking... and then, I ended up in the bathroom.I leaned over to my bedside table, grabbing my phone, still plugged into its charger. Oddly, I couldn’t remember connecting it. “When did I even get home?” I muttered to myself.I switched on my internet connection, and almost instantly, my phone buzzed and vibrated non-stop. Notifications and messages poured in like a flood, but I only had my eyes set on one thing—messages from Charles.To m
Last Updated : 2024-12-04The Billionaire’s Curvy Maid What the...
~Mia~I’d just finished getting ready for school and was rushing to leave the house, my mind spinning with fragmented thoughts about what might’ve gone down between me and Mr. Cross.My memories were scattered, like a puzzle missing crucial pieces, and I was desperate to piece it together. What exactly had he done?“He warned me about someone taking advantage of me, only to do the same thing?” I muttered bitterly, grabbing my tote bag. Before stepping out, I took a quick look in the mirror.An ironed shirt tucked into black trousers cinched at the waist with a belt, paired with simple flats—I looked polished enough. I’d left my hair loose, hoping it would distract from the dark circles under my eyes. Still, the hangover clung to me like a shadow.As I shut my door, I heard Mr. Cross’s door close too. Our eyes locked, and my stomach churned. His gaze seemed to pull fragments of memory from the depths of my mind—the bathtub, his voice, the confusion.I wasn’t ready to confront him. Not
Last Updated : 2024-12-07The Billionaire’s Curvy Maid I'm so sorry
~Ethan~ John burst into my office, phone clutched tightly in his hand. "Ethan! Ethan!" he shouted, his voice brimming with excitement. I looked up from my laptop, curiosity piqued."Can you stop yelling?" I muttered, my tone barely masking my annoyance. "I'm trying to focus here.""Oh, come on, forget work for a minute," he shot back, plopping into the chair across from me. A sly grin spread across his face. "Guess who's about to go on a date?"I slowly lifted my head, eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "What are you on about? You’ve got a woman now?" I asked, my gaze shifting to the phone he eagerly held out."Darla," he declared, turning the screen toward me. "Met her on Tinder. She's absolutely perfect, mate. Just moved into town. We've been chatting for weeks, and guess what? She wants to meet up. I’ve got a date tomorrow night!""I see, that’s good," I said, forcing a smile to seem supportive. Truth be told, I wasn’t really interested. Listening to him gush about his newfound roman
Last Updated : 2024-12-09The Billionaire’s Curvy Maid Will you be...
~Mia~Mr. John took a different route home, while Mr. Cross and I headed to a restaurant for lunch. Despite feeling sad and heartbroken, my stomach wouldn't stop growling.As I sat quietly in the car, my phone started buzzing non-stop with messages flooding in from Sharon and Charles.I opened Charles' messages first. "I’ve heard you, Mia. Honestly, I thought I could stay mad at you for more than a day, but I can’t. I’ve forgiven you. Let’s meet up."I scoffed and shook my head at his words. ‘Unbelievable.’“What’s wrong?” Mr. Cross glanced at me, his eyes briefly darting to my phone.“Charles texted me,” I replied, scrolling to the next message. "Where are you, babe? Sharon told me you went looking for me in the changing room, but I didn’t see you. Did you see me?"“What’s he saying?” Mr. Cross asked, returning his focus to the road.“Just random things. He’s acting like the perfect boyfriend I thought he was,” I said flatly, just as another message popped up."Are you still on campu
Last Updated : 2024-12-12The Billionaire’s Curvy Maid Let's dance
~Mia~Mr. Cross opened the door, and we stepped into the house together. Evening had already set in. We’d spent countless hours at the restaurant, talking and indulging in new dishes.When I finally surrendered to the limits of my stomach, he insisted on taking me to an ice cream shop for my favorite flavor—strawberry.Once inside, he spun playfully in the center of the living room. “So…” he began with a soft smile, his expression a mix of warmth and mischief that mirrored the playful side I’d seen all day. “We’re back home.”“Yes, we are,” I replied softly, heading toward the couch. I dropped my bag onto it, my gaze lingering on his.His excitement bubbled over as he stammered, “We… we should dance.”“Really?” I asked with a chuckle, raising a brow in surprise.He nodded eagerly, stepping backward toward the TV. Pulling out his phone, he began playing Perfect by Ed Sheeran, syncing it to the speakers. The music swelled, filling the room with its tender melody.“I can’t dance,” I adm
Last Updated : 2024-12-15The Billionaire’s Curvy Maid I love you
~Mia~A salty warmth touched my tongue as it flicked over his tip, sending a shiver down my spine."Uhmm…" he groaned, his fingers tightening around my head in a wave of pleasure. It was his precum.I took him into my mouth again, savoring the moment, but before I could go further, he pulled away, his chest rising and falling with ragged breaths."I don't want to finish yet," he said, his eyes heavy with desire. "Not until I’ve satisfied you first."Gently, he guided me onto my back, his hands firm but tender. His head dipped between my legs, and I felt his lips against my most sensitive spot, separated only by the delicate barrier of my lace panties."Fuck…" I gasped, my back arching as an intense wave of pleasure washed over me. The dampness of my soaked panties was undeniable, and embarrassment prickled at my skin.I instinctively started to close my legs, but he stopped me, sliding my panties down to my knees. My heart raced as he gazed at me with unrestrained hunger, his stare ig
Last Updated : 2024-12-16The Billionaire’s Curvy Maid Just a maid
~Mia~‘Bzzz! Bzzz!’ My phone’s vibration jolted me awake. Groaning softly, I groped blindly on the bedside table, trying to find it.With half-closed eyes, I grabbed the phone and answered, pressing it against my ear as my lids slid shut again.“Hello,” I mumbled, shielding my eyes with my hand.“Mia?”My eyes snapped open at the sound of her voice. I bolted upright. “Hello?”“Aunt Alexa?” I stammered, stunned. I hadn’t expected to ever hear from her again. ‘Why is she calling me now?’“You’re there!” Her upbeat voice practically burst through the speaker. “For a moment, I thought the call had dropped. How are you?”“I’m... fine, Aunt,” I replied, furrowing my brows.“I know this is sudden,” she said, her tone brisk, “but I don’t have time to explain everything right now. Can you swing by the club today?”“The club?” I repeated, my voice tinged with confusion. “What’s going on at the club?”Before she could answer, the door creaked open, and Ethan walked in carrying a tray. On it were
Last Updated : 2024-12-18
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The Billionaire’s Curvy Maid Hello, Mr Cross
~Charles~I stared at my phone, a smirk tugging at my lips. The post had blown up just as I expected. ‘Who doesn’t love this kind of drama?’ I thought, scrolling through the flood of comments.“You’re mad, bro,” Liam said as he strolled into my room, his phone in hand. He already knew I was the mastermind behind the anonymous post.I chuckled, shrugging with pride. “Well, she’s been acting distant, ignoring my calls and messages. What else was I supposed to do?”“She probably caught wind of your plan. Remember, she went to the changing room looking for you,” he said, dropping into my gaming chair with a thud.“Yeah, that’s my guess too,” I replied smugly, still glued to the screen. “But she’s not the type to just ghost me. Nah, I always come out on top.” I scrolled through another comment and smirked. “The whole school’s gonna see her for who she really is.”“But one thing’s bugging me—how did you even find all that dirt on her? She never talks about personal stuff,” Liam said, his to
The Billionaire’s Curvy Maid Just a maid
~Mia~‘Bzzz! Bzzz!’ My phone’s vibration jolted me awake. Groaning softly, I groped blindly on the bedside table, trying to find it.With half-closed eyes, I grabbed the phone and answered, pressing it against my ear as my lids slid shut again.“Hello,” I mumbled, shielding my eyes with my hand.“Mia?”My eyes snapped open at the sound of her voice. I bolted upright. “Hello?”“Aunt Alexa?” I stammered, stunned. I hadn’t expected to ever hear from her again. ‘Why is she calling me now?’“You’re there!” Her upbeat voice practically burst through the speaker. “For a moment, I thought the call had dropped. How are you?”“I’m... fine, Aunt,” I replied, furrowing my brows.“I know this is sudden,” she said, her tone brisk, “but I don’t have time to explain everything right now. Can you swing by the club today?”“The club?” I repeated, my voice tinged with confusion. “What’s going on at the club?”Before she could answer, the door creaked open, and Ethan walked in carrying a tray. On it were
The Billionaire’s Curvy Maid I love you
~Mia~A salty warmth touched my tongue as it flicked over his tip, sending a shiver down my spine."Uhmm…" he groaned, his fingers tightening around my head in a wave of pleasure. It was his precum.I took him into my mouth again, savoring the moment, but before I could go further, he pulled away, his chest rising and falling with ragged breaths."I don't want to finish yet," he said, his eyes heavy with desire. "Not until I’ve satisfied you first."Gently, he guided me onto my back, his hands firm but tender. His head dipped between my legs, and I felt his lips against my most sensitive spot, separated only by the delicate barrier of my lace panties."Fuck…" I gasped, my back arching as an intense wave of pleasure washed over me. The dampness of my soaked panties was undeniable, and embarrassment prickled at my skin.I instinctively started to close my legs, but he stopped me, sliding my panties down to my knees. My heart raced as he gazed at me with unrestrained hunger, his stare ig
The Billionaire’s Curvy Maid Let's dance
~Mia~Mr. Cross opened the door, and we stepped into the house together. Evening had already set in. We’d spent countless hours at the restaurant, talking and indulging in new dishes.When I finally surrendered to the limits of my stomach, he insisted on taking me to an ice cream shop for my favorite flavor—strawberry.Once inside, he spun playfully in the center of the living room. “So…” he began with a soft smile, his expression a mix of warmth and mischief that mirrored the playful side I’d seen all day. “We’re back home.”“Yes, we are,” I replied softly, heading toward the couch. I dropped my bag onto it, my gaze lingering on his.His excitement bubbled over as he stammered, “We… we should dance.”“Really?” I asked with a chuckle, raising a brow in surprise.He nodded eagerly, stepping backward toward the TV. Pulling out his phone, he began playing Perfect by Ed Sheeran, syncing it to the speakers. The music swelled, filling the room with its tender melody.“I can’t dance,” I adm
The Billionaire’s Curvy Maid Will you be...
~Mia~Mr. John took a different route home, while Mr. Cross and I headed to a restaurant for lunch. Despite feeling sad and heartbroken, my stomach wouldn't stop growling.As I sat quietly in the car, my phone started buzzing non-stop with messages flooding in from Sharon and Charles.I opened Charles' messages first. "I’ve heard you, Mia. Honestly, I thought I could stay mad at you for more than a day, but I can’t. I’ve forgiven you. Let’s meet up."I scoffed and shook my head at his words. ‘Unbelievable.’“What’s wrong?” Mr. Cross glanced at me, his eyes briefly darting to my phone.“Charles texted me,” I replied, scrolling to the next message. "Where are you, babe? Sharon told me you went looking for me in the changing room, but I didn’t see you. Did you see me?"“What’s he saying?” Mr. Cross asked, returning his focus to the road.“Just random things. He’s acting like the perfect boyfriend I thought he was,” I said flatly, just as another message popped up."Are you still on campu
The Billionaire’s Curvy Maid I'm so sorry
~Ethan~ John burst into my office, phone clutched tightly in his hand. "Ethan! Ethan!" he shouted, his voice brimming with excitement. I looked up from my laptop, curiosity piqued."Can you stop yelling?" I muttered, my tone barely masking my annoyance. "I'm trying to focus here.""Oh, come on, forget work for a minute," he shot back, plopping into the chair across from me. A sly grin spread across his face. "Guess who's about to go on a date?"I slowly lifted my head, eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "What are you on about? You’ve got a woman now?" I asked, my gaze shifting to the phone he eagerly held out."Darla," he declared, turning the screen toward me. "Met her on Tinder. She's absolutely perfect, mate. Just moved into town. We've been chatting for weeks, and guess what? She wants to meet up. I’ve got a date tomorrow night!""I see, that’s good," I said, forcing a smile to seem supportive. Truth be told, I wasn’t really interested. Listening to him gush about his newfound roman
The Billionaire’s Curvy Maid What the...
~Mia~I’d just finished getting ready for school and was rushing to leave the house, my mind spinning with fragmented thoughts about what might’ve gone down between me and Mr. Cross.My memories were scattered, like a puzzle missing crucial pieces, and I was desperate to piece it together. What exactly had he done?“He warned me about someone taking advantage of me, only to do the same thing?” I muttered bitterly, grabbing my tote bag. Before stepping out, I took a quick look in the mirror.An ironed shirt tucked into black trousers cinched at the waist with a belt, paired with simple flats—I looked polished enough. I’d left my hair loose, hoping it would distract from the dark circles under my eyes. Still, the hangover clung to me like a shadow.As I shut my door, I heard Mr. Cross’s door close too. Our eyes locked, and my stomach churned. His gaze seemed to pull fragments of memory from the depths of my mind—the bathtub, his voice, the confusion.I wasn’t ready to confront him. Not
The Billionaire’s Curvy Maid Don't worry about me
~Mia~ “Hmm…” I squinted, slowly releasing the tension in my eyes. As they fluttered open, the sunlight streaming in hit me, sending a sharp jolt of pain through my head.“Argh,” I muttered, clutching my head as I struggled to sit up. My head felt like a weight my neck could barely hold, and my body seemed unfamiliar, almost foreign.Glancing around my room, I took in the sight of my pajamas. Something flickered in my memory, but it didn’t match what I was seeing now.I let out a low groan, trying to piece it together. The party. I’d been dancing, drinking... and then, I ended up in the bathroom.I leaned over to my bedside table, grabbing my phone, still plugged into its charger. Oddly, I couldn’t remember connecting it. “When did I even get home?” I muttered to myself.I switched on my internet connection, and almost instantly, my phone buzzed and vibrated non-stop. Notifications and messages poured in like a flood, but I only had my eyes set on one thing—messages from Charles.To m
The Billionaire’s Curvy Maid She’s mine
~Ethan~ My tires screeched as I abruptly pulled up in front of the school gate. With a sharp flick, I turned off my engine and slid out of my car. I took hasty and long strides towards the gate, yanking it open in a hurry. I stood in the middle of the school compound, my gaze running through the building as I looked for where the party was taking place. Just then, I heard faint music from the back of one of the tall buildings, and from its side, I could see blue and red lights. ‘There!’ I ran towards the direction of the music, running through the road that led to the back, and there the building was. There were numerous students in front. Some were drinking, some were laughing and chatting and some were making out. As I made my way through them, I could feel their gazes on me. “Wow! Who is he?” “He looks pretty pissed.” “He’s so handsome!” “More like a sugar daddy!” The ladies squealed, but I care less about them. “Mia!” I yelled as I burst into the building. I looked around a
