The Billionaire's Housemaid

A beautiful morning, rays of mellow sunlight filtered through the windows and shone on David's eyes.

Being a sleepyhead, he hated seeing the rays of sunlight in his room early in the morning. He always warned his family housemaid to close his window curtains, because of the rays of early morning sunlight.

"I'm going to kill her," he cursed under his breath with his closed eyes as the sunlight reflected in the room.

Yet he still lay limply on the bed, like a broken doll draped in a heavy blanket. Just as he turned to the other side, to close the curtains, with his eyes closed, he hit his face on something warm, and he startled out of his sleep.

He wondered what he had hit his face with, forcibly he opened his eyelids and bolted up to a sitting posture, whipping his head around in wide-eyed confusion.

After taking a moment to force sleep away from his eyes, he couldn't recognize the room he was in.

"This is not my room!" He was startled.

He closed his eyes back, perhaps thinking he must be dreaming, suddenly a hand reached out from behind and touched his back. He trembled like a dehydrated leaf, he quickly turned his head around, opened his eyes, beheld his face, and rested on a woman lying beside him.

"Shit" A scream came out of his mouth, causing the bed to shake, and he sprang up to his feet.

"What the hell is going on?...what happened here?" He shouted. He looked around the room, wanting to check what was happening, trying to comprehend the situation since he knew he wasn't in his room. A realization hit his brain, dawning on him at the moment, that he was in the maid's room.

"What I'm doing here" he screamed and startled the maid beside him out of her sleep. The maid shot up from the bed shivering.

David stared at the floor, and his face rested on the messy clothes on the floor. He recognized one to be the cloth he had worn last night. His eyes moved to his body, hoping his clothes were on his body.

A sudden laughter broke out of his mouth. After seeing that he was in underwear only, his laughter made the maid tremble where she lay low on the bed.

He moved his eyes back to the bed, and he glared at his maid, Rowan, who lunged into the corner of the bed. She quickly draped herself up with the blanket. Seeing how David scrutinized his body with a deadly gaze, she looked around to find a way to escape the room.

David didn't look happy. Seeing the atmosphere in the room, he clutched his aching forehead desperately searching through his memories to unravel what happened last night, but he couldn't recall anything.

Without uttering a word, he bent down to pick up the scattered clothes on the ground, and gently put them on.

"Why not put on your clothes and  explain to me what happened here?" David said in a cold voice, his voice full of disdain.

In great shame, Rowan snatched her clothes from the floor and put them on, thinking about how to explain the situation to her boss.

Anger seized David, his fingers refused to move, he sat rigid on the bed for one long moment, the blood throbbing in his temples and all the hatred that a child can feel concentrated in his heart.

"What happened here?" He repeated.

He tried not to sound too scary yet his words dripped with disdain as he asked repeatedly

Rowan lurked on the edge of the bed, she was shivering and nervous, and she couldn't bring herself to look into her boss's eyes. She had just lost her virginity yet she couldn't dare accuse her boss of forcefully taking her virginity away, since she knew he wasn't himself last night.

Slowly, David stood to his feet, he scrutinized the room, hoping to find the camera, thinking his housemaid might want to blackmail him. He had always disliked Rowan's altitude. If he had his way, he would have sacked her a long time ago, but his nice parents wouldn't allow him to sack a poor maid who depends on their family for her daily up-keeping.

He walked towards the edge of the bed and grabbed Rowan's shoulders, pulling her roughly against the wall.

"I said what happened here" his voice echoed, anger and rage burning through him.

The look of fear and nervousness on Rowan's face was replaced with anger at that moment. She glared at David, seeing how he was treating her. Just then she wanted to tell him what he did to her.

"You forced yourself on me last night", Rowan broke out. Although she never wanted to tell him, she knew he was not himself last night, he was under the influence of something she couldn't place her hand on. She didn't want him to feel guilty, but David's despicable action toward her made her spill the beans.

David's hand moved to her neck, choking the life out of her.

"You can't blackmail me, You use something against me. Never, I won't fall for your lies, you slut" he roared.

Rowan struggled with his tightened grip on her neck, she slapped his hands, wanting him to leave her neck.

At that moment, David's face rested on the blood, on Rowan's clothes, and the cloth was on the bed. Suddenly it dawned on him that she had just lost her virginity. A gall of guilt struck him, and in an instant, he removed his grip on her neck.

Seeing where David's face landed, with great shame, Rowan covered the blood with a blanket.

"Young master, I didn't do anything against you, nor did I force you, but I perceived you weren't yourself last night...." Rowan was explaining, but suddenly David interrupted her from continuing.

"I'm not myself….You know this, still, you allow me on you. Who does that? And you expect me to believe the lie …You are nothing but a cheap whore. For your information, don't think you can blackmail me with this, because if you do, you won't live to tell the story of what I have in stock for you. Moreover, I can sue you for taking advantage of me since you are the only one with last night's memory. You must have used something against me and I'm sure of it,  I can't stoop so low to sleep with a whore like you in my consciousness",  David said. Anger rippled through him as he stormed out of her room.

She swallowed hard, wanting to chase after him, but she couldn't, she had to accept some of the blame.

She allowed emotion to overrule her sense of judgment last night. She could have cried out for help last night but she didn't want the parents to see him as a bad person.

She lost her virginity just to save his face and integrity in front of his parents, but what did she get in return? Being called a whore.

The word slut resonated in Rowan's head, and she burst into laughter, but the laughter ended up bringing out tears from her eyes.

With gritted teeth, she started raining curses on David repeatedly.

"Jerk, spoiled brat, full of himself"!