Chapter 4
MIA POV
The handsome man was tracing his thumb pad on my lip and then towards my neck. He coiled his fingers around my neck and pulled me closer making me widen my eyes. I gasped and tried to remove his hand but he was way too strong for my little weak body.
“wh.. What are you doing, sir? " I asked looking down not having the courage to look at his face.
He immediately put his knee between my legs and pushed it upwards towards my princess part. I gasped as soon as I felt him near my kitty.
I tried to squirm and push him away but his grip was tight and his knee was pressed tightly against me. He put some pressure on my neck which made me moan and I Quickly placed my hands on my mouth in embarrassment.
He started rubbing his knee on my kitty making me close my eyes for some unknown pleasure. I didn't know when he pushed my hands away from my mouth but the next thing I knew that he was sucking my mouth.
When I opened my eyes and looked at him, he was looking back at me with dark hooded eyes which made me scared and I quickly looked away but he immediately turned my face towards him by my neck.
He started rubbing his knee more harshly while looking at me. I couldn't control more and closed my eyes.
“ Eyes on me, little one" he commanded which made me surrender to his dominance. I instantly looked into his eyes which were dark with something, I couldn't pinpoint.
“ enjoying little one? " he asked still rubbing my kitty making me nod my head positively.
“too bad because this is your punishment" With that he left me whimpering for more.
“ahh I want that," I said and started rubbing my thighs together for some fraction but nothing worked.
“ MR SINCLAIR " someone knocked at the door making me open my eyes.
“Where is Mr. Sinclair, mister handsome?" I asked the man who touched me some seconds ago.
He chuckled and caressed my face “That would be me, little one" As soon as he said that I pushed him away and ran leaving him behind and I heard chuckles from the back.
I ran and ran towards my room where I kept my head on the door and started panting heavily.
I sat alone in my room, the warmth from the recent intimate encounter with Mr Sinclair still lingering in my body. The room, shrouded in shadows, became a sanctuary for the whirlwind of emotions swirling within me. The soft glow of the lamp accentuated the tension that now hung in the side of my small bed.
As I traced my fingers along the edge of my necklace, the door creaked open, revealing Nina, the stern yet soft housekeeper. "Mia, it's time to make dinner. The young master has arrived," she announced, her eyes narrowing as if scrutinizing my moves curiously.
My heart raced, a mixture of fear and excitement coursing through my veins. I hastily stood up, my gaze avoiding Nina's penetrating stare. "Yes, of course. I'll be right there," I stammered, fumbling to compose herself afraid that she would get to know about my encounter with the young master.
Nina's eyes bore into my soul as she cautioned, "Remember your place, Mia. Stay away from the young master and don't make any mistakes. We wouldn't want any trouble, would we?"
I nodded frantically, my mind racing with thoughts of the forbidden encounter. "I understand," I whispered meekly, the weight of Nina's words settling on my shoulders as well as the heavy and pleasurable encounter.
The dinner preparations were carried out in tense silence. I moved into the kitchen, the clattering of utensils serving as a stark contrast to the quiet storm brewing within my soul. Each step felt like an eternity as I anxiously awaited the young master's presence.
When the bell rang, my heart skipped a beat indicating the presence of the young master. I peeped out of the kitchen and saw the young master strolling in with an air of confidence that demanded attention. His eyes locked ahead with a stoic face not showing any emotions. "Good evening, Young master" whispered Nina and he nodded, he said something in Spanish that I couldn't understand but his voice sent shivers down my spine.
Nina's watchful eyes remained fixed on me, a silent reminder of the unspoken boundaries that I had to stay clear to him, the young master. "Dinner will be ready shortly," Nina replied, her voice trembling slightly. While I tried to conceal the turmoil of emotions bubbling beneath the surface of my skin.
Young master approached the table, the air thick with anticipation. "I hope you didn't forget about my arrival, Miss Nina," he ordered a sadistic glint in his eyes.
Nina's gaze wavered, moving between the young master and me. "I... I didn't forget," she stammered, her words hanging in the air like a delicate thread.
Nina then gestured for me to serve him the dinner and I shook my head in denial too afraid to go in front of him after that shameful meeting, but Nina's glare made me serve him.
I was looking at the young master, while he effortlessly moved his fingers along with the utensils.
His eyes narrowed when they landed on mine, making me gulp and widen my eyes. His eyes traveled from me to Nina and asked with a loud voice "Nina, who is this new little girl?"
Nina, maintaining her composure, replied, "This is Mia, young master. She has recently joined us to assist in various tasks."
The young master's cold face betrayed no emotion as he turned his attention to me. "Mia, is it?" he said, his voice devoid of warmth. "What purpose do you serve here, and why should I even acknowledge your presence?"
I kept my eyes down, and responded with a steady voice, "I am here to assist in any way possible, Young Master."
Young master's gaze intensified, and he directed his next question to Nina. "Nina, why would you bring someone like her into my household? What makes her worthy of being here?"
Nina gulped and then chose the words carefully, explaining, "Young master, Mia has proven herself to be diligent and capable. Her skills in the kitchen and her commitment to her duties make her a valuable addition to the staff."
Young master, unimpressed, continued his probing. "Skills and commitment, Nina? Those are common traits among servants. What sets her apart, and why should I concern myself with her?"
His questions and cold behavior make my eyes moisten. I wanted to cry...
After everything he left which made us sigh in relief...