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The Waiting Lady's Affair. Chapter 10
The day had finally come to an end, but it had dragged on painfully slow for Lila. She had kept out of everyone’s way, hiding herself in various corners of the house, doing whatever she could to avoid another run-in with Mrs. Harrington or the maids. She hadn’t seen Alexander in the hallways, not even once.Now, standing in front of the mirror, she adjusted her nightgown. It was a bit more revealing than she normally wore, but she couldn’t help herself. Alexander hadn’t called for her all evening, and she was starting to miss him—terribly. She wore the revealing gown in hopes that he would come for her. The fact that it hadn’t even been that long since she last saw him filled her with a sense of shame. What was wrong with her? He was someone else’s husband. She had no business missing him, let alone hoping he’d show up in her room. But that hope had crept in nonetheless.The longer she stared at herself, the more foolish she felt. Maybe it was time to stop waiting and just go to bed.
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Alexander watched Lila. She was staring at him with her mouth open. She knew she hadn’t misheard him. She also knew that his patience was wearing thin by the way he was looking at her. She didn’t know what he would do if she kept standing here unmoving. He might whip her again. Part of her loved the sensation but her behind was still to sore to take another whipping. He suddenly chuckled. “ You seemed so eager to explain yourself before. And now, you’ve fallen silent.” He stopped laughing met her eyes squarely. “ Strip.” He commanded. His voice was deep and resonated through the quiet room. She slowly raised the gown up by waist, folding it up. She was purposely teasing him. Taking her time with him, after all, she hadn’t seen him since the morning. She brought the dress over her head and discarded it far from her on the floor. The cool air brushed against her skin and she resisted the urge to shield herself. She wanted Alexander to see her. She wanted
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Lila woke the next morning to the soft light filtering through the curtains, the remnants of her erotic dreams still swirling in her mind. She blinked a few times, trying to shake off the lingering warmth of sleep. A dull ache pulsed in her knees, a reminder of the previous night’s punishment. She grimaced as she shifted, feeling the soreness in her legs.Today was another day of waiting on Mrs. Harrington, and she needed to be at her best. Lila pushed herself up from the bed, the covers slipping away to reveal her nakedness. She pulled on her uniform, careful not to tug too much on her aching knees as she slid it over her head. The fabric felt soft against her skin, but the discomfort in her legs was unnerving.Once dressed, Lila made her way to the small mirror on the vanity. She brushed her hair, trying to smooth out the wild strands that had come loose during the night. She had to look presentable; Mrs. Harrington expected nothing less. After a quick splash of cold water on her fa
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Lila's heart dropped to her stomach, and her face went pale. "No, please," she begged. "You can’t fire me. I’m sorry, I didn’t realize—” “Realize what?” Mrs. Harrington's voice dripped with disdain. Her cold eyes narrowed as she studied Lila like something foul. “I don’t know what possessed you to do such a thing. And, let’s be honest, diamonds wouldn’t even look good on you.” “Thames!” she snapped, calling for one of the security officers. Lila’s breath caught in her throat. She couldn’t leave. Not like this. She needed this job. Sure, she was just a maid, but she liked feeling part of high society, even if all she did was wait on Mrs. Harrington. Without this job, she had nothing. Alexander hadn’t even looked at her since the confrontation began. She meant nothing to him, just a plaything. A new girl would come after her, and Mrs. Harrington would hire her without a second thought. That girl would wear fancy dresses, and Alexander would give her necklaces too. “Enough,” Alexand
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Before Lila could react, Alexander ripped the towel from her, leaving her standing bare before him once again. Her breath hitched as he reached out, gripping her throat lightly, his fingers warm against her skin. Slowly, he traced his hand down from her neck, gliding over her collarbone and to the valley between her breasts, teasing her with every soft touch. He knew exactly what he was doing—knew she wanted him to touch her more. But he didn’t. His hand slid down, brushing over her stomach, circling back around her waist, making her wait. “Did you really think I’d let you leave this mansion?” he asked, his eyes drifting back to her, full of desire as they lingered over her body. She shrugged, keeping her expression guarded. “I don’t know. Maybe I’m just a way to pass the time for you,” she said, trying to sound indifferent. He looked up at her, his gaze sharpening. “Is that what you think?” Lila stayed silent, but her eyes met his. He chuckled softly, a sound that sent a shiver
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Alexander watched Lila’s hands shake nervously. He had commanded her to pleasure herself before him and he was eager to see how she would go about it. He was in love with every curve and dip of her body. Never had be been with a woman like Lila. The feeling of her soft breasts in his hands caused his dick to strain in his pants. His eyes were dark as he followed her every nervous move. Sitting patiently like he wasn’t aching to be buried inside her, but not yet, no. She had to earn it. Slowly, Lila drew her fingers up from her thighs, taunting him. She opened her legs wider, baring herself more to him. Her hands hovered over her dripping core. He did that to her, he made her feel this way without even trying. Exhaling slowly, she began touching herself. She moaned at the feeling of her fingers playing with her core. She traced the outline of her clit with two fingers slowly, loving the torturing pleasure she got from it. Alexander’s Jaw tightened at the sensual scene before hi
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Lila woke the next morning, a soft blush on her cheeks as she lay in bed, thinking back to last night. The memory of Alexander’s hands on her, his whispered reassurances—it all made her feel warm, special. Reaching for the necklace on her bedside, she held it a moment, smiling softly. The necklace was nearly taken from her last night, and it still felt surreal that he’d stepped in to stop it. She hid it in a safer place, tucking it under a cushion, then headed to Victoria’s room for the morning routine. As she reached Victoria’s door, she lifted her hand to knock, but before she could, it opened, and Alexander stepped out. Her heart leapt, her face brightening with a smile, and she blushed as she looked up at him. But he simply walked past her without even a glance, as though she wasn’t there. Her smile dropped, and her stomach twisted painfully. Had she done something wrong? Gathering herself, she knocked three times, as always, and entered at Victoria’s call. “Come in.” Lila wa
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Dinner that night was different. Alexander barely glanced at his wife, who sat trying to make light conversation. Each time Victoria’s voice broke the silence, Isabel’s cheeks turned a deeper shade of pink, clearly basking in the attention Alexander gave her. He watched her, his gaze unwavering, and the way he looked at her sent a wave of jealousy straight through Lila. Victoria noticed too, her attempts to pull Alexander’s attention becoming more desperate, until finally, she gave up, a dejected look falling across her face. Alexander finished his meal, pushed his chair back, and left the table without so much as a glance at his wife. Lila could hardly look. She had spent all day trying to avoid Isabel after the scene with the gown, hoping the tension would pass. But now, everything seemed worse. Back in her room, she absentmindedly held onto the necklace Alexander had gifted her, her fingers tracing the delicate chain. He had given her this. He had shown her, in his own way, that
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The morning sun streamed through the tall windows, casting a warm glow over the sprawling Harrington estate. Inside, the maids scurried around, replacing every flower arrangement in the house with brighter, fresher ones, just as Mrs. Harrington had instructed. Lila stood off to the side, arms crossed and posture stiff, overseeing their work with hawk-like precision. She wasn’t friends with any of these women—didn’t want to be. To her, they were fossils stuck in a life she couldn’t comprehend or care to understand. Her legs began to ache after standing for so long. Sighing, she lowered herself onto the grass, grateful for the reprieve. Of course, her legs hurt. After last night, how could they not? She was sore from the passionate night. The thought made her cheeks flush bright red. She couldn’t stop the images flooding her mind: Alexander’s hands and lips on hers, his body pressing against hers, the sheer intensity of his touch. The memory made her shiver in the morning heat. “She
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Lila nearly lost it when Alexander slipped his hand into her bra. He had slipped off her robe and was now fondling with her left breast. The warmth of his hand against her hard nipple sent goosebumps rising all over her skin. She threw her head back in ecstasy as he squeezed the mound gently. Alexander loved watching how sensitive she was to his touch. She was always so ready to receive him and today she will. He reached around her with his free hand and unclasped the hook of her bra in one motion, Lila slightly came out of her trance to marvel at the action. The lace material covering her chest fell to the floor and before she could react, Alexander's warm mouth covered her erect nipple and suckled greedily. He lifted her up by her thighs, carried her and placed her on the balcony railing. She felt fear for a second before it evaporated and was replaced with desire.She drew in a deep breath as the intense pleasure had stolen the air from her lungs. She opened her legs wider, m
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The morning light crept into the room, dragging with it a dull ache that woke Lila before she was ready. She lay on the bed, her body heavy with pain. Her skin burned where Alexander’s belt had landed, and her throat ached from where his hand had been. "I love you." The words rang louder than the pain, filling every space in her head. She blinked away tears and sat up, wincing as the motion sent a sting down her back. But there was no time to feel sorry for herself. Mrs. Harrington would need her, and Lila couldn’t afford to give her a reason to yell. Lila’s movements were slow as she worked in the dining room. Every time she bent or reached, the bruises made her flinch. Her hands shook slightly as she poured tea into a cup. “What is wrong with you this morning?” Mrs. Harrington’s voice snapped across the room. “You’re slower than a sick dog.” “I’m sorry, ma’am,” Lila muttered, focusing on steadying the cup. “Sorry doesn’t get the job done, does it?” Mrs. Harrington’s sharp e
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Lila’s heart pounded in her chest as the door to her room clicked shut. She kept her eyes away from the intruder, forcing herself to steady her breathing. She’d known this was coming. The moment she’d kissed Mr. Paul, her fate had been sealed. She’d flirted with him all night, testing Alexander’s patience, and now the price had come due. But she wouldn’t show fear. That was the one thing she had left—her defiance. The tension in the room was suffocating, the silence stretching far too long. Finally, she turned to him, her feet hesitant but firm as they carried her to the figure standing in the shadows. “Alex, I—” she began nervously, her voice trembling. “Sir,” his deep voice cut her off, sharp and cold as steel. She blinked, caught off guard by the correction. “S-Sir,” she stammered, her words faltering under the weight of his gaze. “I don’t know what came over me tonight,” she added weakly. “Why is it,” he began, his tone low but filled with fury, “that you continue to te
