Domineering Billionaire’s Maid(BDSM-Erotica)

He stubs out the cigarette in an ashtray on the nightstand and looks at me, his expression unreadable. Then he lies on the bed.

I’m feeling cold, lying on the mattress because the AC temperature is only 16 degrees. I need a blanket, but I’m pretty sure this monster won’t give it to me. If I ask him, he will say that this is your punishment. So I have to sleep like this today, and I’m sure I’ll get a cold or fever in the morning.

Oh god! Please rescue me from this heartless billionaire.

“Good night, Alice.” He turns off the light and pulls me out of my thoughts.

I don’t want to answer him, but I must because I don’t have the energy to listen to his lecture on not responding to him.

I respond reluctantly. “Good night, Monster.” I murmur the last word, rolling my eyes.

I question why I’m here with this heartless devil who only sees me as an object of pleasure and takes pleasure in tormenting me.

I feel the chill and struggle to sleep, curling up and holding my knees close to my chest, but it’s no use.

I thought it would be easy for me to sleep, but it is too cold.

How can I possibly sleep like this for a week?

After a few minutes, I hear him murmuring in his sleep, just as he did the previous night.

I sit up and see him, sweating and shivering. I feel a pang of sympathy for him. He suffers from nightmares every night. I want to know why.

Stop caring about the monster, Alice.

Tonight, I won’t help this monster.

I decide and lie back down, but my heart aches as I listen to his sorrowful whispers. He needs me. If I refuse to help him tonight, I’ll become like him-heartless-and then there will be no difference remain in between us.

I should help him because I’m not like him. I’m Alice, who helps people in need no matter what.

I finally convince myself to help him and wonder how I can do so without going to his bed

A small smile spreads across my face as an idea pops into my mind.

I hit his bed to wake him up, but he doesn’t stir. As I try again, he jolts awake. I quickly close my eyes and pretend to be asleep.

Oh God, it’s so cold!

I hear his footsteps. He’s going somewhere. I want to open my eyes and see where he’s headed.

After a few minutes, I slightly open my eyes. He’s sitting on the sofa, shirtless, typing on his laptop with one hand while holding a cigarette in the other. He looks incredibly attractive, and I feel a surge of desire.

He may be a monster, but he’s an attractive one. God, I badly want to run my fingers all over his bare chest.

Control yourself, Alice. You should not let his appearance sway you.

As he raises his eyes, I immediately shut my eyes.

I shiver because of the cold. I desperately need a blanket; otherwise, I’ll freeze to death.

Suddenly, I feel a blanket being placed over me, and I snuggle into it, feeling a sense of relief.

But wait, it’s the monster who put the blanket on me. I can’t believe it.

Perhaps this monster has a heart, even though he shows a heartless image to the world.

“She looks like an angel while sleeping.” I hear his soft voice, and I’m taken aback. What did he just say? Angel. Seriously! Is this all just a dream?

“And today, I punished this angel for helping me. She is so different from others-so pure and innocent. She helped me despite my constant warnings, without considering the consequences. For the first time, she defied me to help me. How can someone be so good? When I punished her, she became stubborn and refused to accept that she would never help me again. I continued punishing her to make her accept it, and I won in the end. But, for the first time, I didn’t feel good about winning from her. Hurting her pierced my heart. Why does she want to help a monster like me? I want to understand. Alice, tell me why.”

As he questions me, I feel an overwhelming urge to disclose the reasons behind my eagerness to help him. I yearn to express that I’m developing feelings for him and can’t turn a blind eye when he requires someone’s help.

He continues, “I’ve never encountered such a selfless woman in my life. She’s always ready to help anyone without thinking about herself. But I don’t want you to help me because I’m heartless, Alice. Stop helping me. An angel like you shouldn’t care about a monster like me. I can only give you pain and nothing else.”

His words render me speechless. I never knew he has such thoughts about me. This monster has feelings, this monster has a heart, and he is unaware of it.

I was mistaken; he is developing feelings for me as well, but he just pretends he doesn’t care for me to maintain his monstrous image, but in reality, he likes me.

That’s why his behaviour has been so confusing-sometimes tender, sometimes cruel. Right now, he isn’t ready to acknowledge that he has a heart. He believes a monster cannot have feelings for someone.

But thank God, today I got to know what really is in his mind, Otherwise, I would have regretted developing feelings for a monster.

Today, I promise myself that I’ll make him realize he has feelings for me and that he has a heart.

I fall asleep, pondering his words. I can’t believe he called me an “angel” and that it hurt him to punish me. He is quite skilled at masking his inner feelings, but the truth always finds a way.

***

The next morning, I wake up and sit up, stretching my arms. A bright smile spreads across my face as I see my Master.

He looks so handsome while sleeping too. I wish I could sleep in his arms instead of on the floor.

I can’t believe just yesterday, I was angry with him for punishing me for helping him, and now I’m yearning to be in his embrace. His words have changed everything, and now I know that he feels the same way about me.

I’ll also see how long you can hide your feelings for me behind your monstrous behaviour.

Shit! I have to get ready; otherwise, I’ll be late, and this man will find one more reason to punish me.

I stand up and rush to my room, holding my heels in my hands.

As I enter the bedroom, my phone rings, and I see a message from my Master on the lock screen. I immediately open it.

Master: Don’t forget to meet at 9 o’clock.

I reply to his message.

Me: Okay, Master.

“Just get ready, Alice, because if you’re late, he’ll punish you again.” I murmur, hurrying to remove my clothes.

I step out of the bathroom after taking a quick shower. Glancing at my watch, I realize it’s already 8 a. m., and I have to prepare breakfast by 9 a. m.

I quickly comb my hair and slip on my heels before running out of the room because I don’t want to get late at any cost.

Finally, I finish cooking breakfast by 8:50 am and rush towards his room.

“Alice, stop.” I come to a halt as Edward Sir calls out to me from behind.

Now, what does he want from me so early in the morning?

I turn around. “Yes, sir.”

“Come to my room. I want you to sketch me.” As he orders, my eyes widen.

Shit! I’m again in trouble.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“Now?” I ask him to confirm.

“Yes, now.”

Why does he want me to sketch him so early in the morning?

“But, sir, I have an urgent task to complete,” I make an excuse.

“Do it later. Now come to my room.”

Damn! No one can save me from my Master now.

I walk into Edward Sir’s room and quickly start sketching him, constantly praying that he won’t ask me to do more.

“You have magic in your hands, Alice.” He praises me.

“Thank you, sir! Now can I go?” I ask him, and as he nods, I let out a sigh of relief.

I check the time on my wristwatch. Shit! I’m fifty minutes late. I’m in deep trouble today!

I recall the first punishment he gave me when I was only thirty minutes late. I don’t know what he has in store for me today.

I rush to his room and knock on the door.

“Come in.” I can feel the anger in his voice.

I slowly push the door open and step inside.

He shoots daggers at me, seated on the sofa.

“Master-” I begin, but he interrupts me.

“No words. I want you to accompany me to the meeting. Get ready fast.” He orders in a stern tone, standing up and pointing at a black dress placed on his bed.

So, there won’t be any punishment! A small smile appears on my face. But why is he taking me to his meeting?

“Alice, I’ve asked you to do something.” He reminds me, bringing me back to reality.

“I’m just getting ready, Master.” I reply, rushing toward the bed. As I bend down to pick up the dress, he smacks my ass, making me jump.

“Don’t be so happy. I’ll punish you for being late, and that’s why I’m taking you with me.”

I’m such an idiot. How could I have thought he would miss an opportunity to punish his innocent maid?

As I take a step toward the dressing room, I come to a halt, listening to his words. “Change here.”

“Okay, Master.” I nod after turning towards him.

“Take off your dress and wait for me. I’ll be right back.” He hurries out of the room after giving me instructions.

I’m unaware of what is going on in his monstrous mind.