Chapter Two

Connor's father, Aaron Martin was a very disciplined man and she knew Connor was going to be in a lot of trouble if the old man saw him like that. For someone who took reputation seriously, Aaron sure was going to give his Son a heavy piece of his mind.

Considering how muscular and heavy Connor was, Nancy was glad there was an elevator which made taking him to his room a lot easier. Connor's room was the last on the left wing and after what felt like forever, they got there.

Connor's room was like an apartment on its own. It had everything one could think of to make a modern room. It also had an exit that led to the pool area/ personal lounge.

The moment she helped him into his room, Nancy turned around to take her leave.

"Wait!!!" He said in a commanding tone and she had no choice but to answer him.

"Water!"

Nancy Internally rolled her eyes but did as he said. She went to his nightstand, poured water from the jug into the glass cup, and brought it to him.

Connor accepted it with shaky hands, with Nancy throwing him a glare that showed she could strangle him if the cup fell to the ground and broke into pieces."

He brought the cup to his lips and took a few gulps. He handed her the almost empty cup.

Nancy was reluctant to accept it but the moment she remembered her position in the house, She obeyed.

Once she sat the glass cup in its initial position, She made her way towards the door but before She could escape, Connor grabbed her by her arm. He held her a little too tight so he wouldn't lose her. Their breadth was fanning against each other and she could literally hear his heartbeat.

Before she could say anything, he spoke. "Is that what you think?"

She stood mute, staring at him questioningly.

"You think I have it all?"

"Don't you? What more can you ask for and yet you're acting so irresponsibly!!"

"You think I don't have my own problems and I don't face my shit because of my status?"

"Let go of me, Connor!!!!!"

"Can you call me that if I'm not drunk?"

Nancy rolled her eyes at him.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you?" He said in his husky voice.

"Do what? Stare at you?" She asked with creased brows.

"Roll your eyes at me."

Nancy rolled her eyes again. This time around it was unintentional.

"Stop!!!" He groaned.

"What are you going to do to me?"

"Punish you!"

"How old am I? Four?"

"You're still not above the age of being spanked." He circled his other hand around her waist.

"Let go of me, Connor. I don't want to do what I'll regret."

"Like seeing me naked while having my bath?"

Nancy froze in his arms.

"I....I....don't know what you're talking about."

"You saw me naked. It's only fair that I see the same."

"I don't know what you're talking about, Connor. Please just let go of me."

"Stop pretending." He stared at her intently.

"Pretending about what?"

"About you wanting me!"

"Why did you run off this morning? Why? Did the size of cock scare you?"

"Please stop this dirty conversation. I'm really not interested. I didn't mean to walk in on you while you were having your bath."

"You are not new to taking care of my room. You knock before entering places here but you didn't this morning."

"You want to see what I look like without any clothes on?"

"That's not true Connor."

He smiled, "I love the way you can't get my name off your mouth."

"It's too late. I can't be here!"

"Why are you so nervous? I feel this is the best time for us to be together and talk about our feelings."

She was about to say something but he shut her up.

"I see the way you look at me when you think I'm not watching. You're attracted to me."

"No, I'm not."

"Liar!"

"I know you have hundreds or even thousands of people that are into you but I promise you that I'm not one of them."

"You were touching yourself when you sighted my dick."

"If you fucking deny it, I'll turn you against the wall, raise your nightie up and spank your ass till they turn red!" He said so fast in a husky voice that made her heart rate go up.

"The....thi.. this is wrong?"

"What is wrong? You peeping to see me in the bathroom and touching yourself or me holding you sensually."

"I...I... I didn't do it on purpose!" She whispered, avoiding his eyes.

"Look at me!!"

"You were so brave downstairs that you almost smacked me in the butt and here you are, finding it hard to look me in the eye."

"Let go of me, Connor."

"You want this don't you?" He started caressing her side profile through her satin nightie while he held her still with the other hand.

"You dream about me, don't you?"

"I'll rather have a sound sleep than dream about your face."

"Swear that you've not thought of how it would feel like to have my dick in your pussy?!"

"I don't care!"

"Liar!!! Swear that you've not dreamt of me fucking your brains out!"

"You're the one imaging."

He loosened her robe with a finger. He ran that same finger over the erect nipple."You mean this?"

She tried to wriggle from his hold but he didn't let her.

"Why are you denying me when it's obvious you want me so badly?"

"I don't want you, Connor. Get the hell off me! Is this what you do to all the maids in this house? You manipulate them?!!!" She said at the top of her voice, knowing fully well that, unlike the kitchen, his room was soundproof.

"I've got standards, woman! You should be lucky I wanna share my bed with you and I want you to have a taste of my dick."

"I'm not interested, Connor. Let go of me."

"No!"

"Why?" She looked at him questioningly. She hated the fact that he held her possessively and the fact that her body was reacting to his touch.

"I want to make you cum."

Nancy's eyes widened.

"Don't act like you don't want it, babe."

"I...I...." Before She could form a proper statement Connor pushed her against the wall, grabbed both of her boobs, and showered kisses around her neck area.

"Fuck!!!!"

She mentally facepalmed, realizing she said that loud.