A Mistaken Night With The CEO

Chapter Five

Derrick hadn't thought he would be able to resist Miranda. She was so hot; her hips had awakened something deep in him. After returning to his bathroom, he wanted to take a bath to relax and ease his arousal, but then he remembered Miranda had used it.

Never had Derrick shared his bathroom with anyone before. Now a maid of lowly status had dared to use his bathroom—and his sponge and soap. Derrick felt irritated and wanted to discipline the maid, but how would he report such news to his mother? His mother was already over 70 years old. What if she had a heart attack and fainted from the shock?

"No, I cannot let my mother find out about this," Derrick said. He was enraged as his member still throbbed and hurt, needing that round áss to cool it off.

"Damn it! What kind of temptation is that? I guess I should have that maid fired tomorrow morning. Isn't she the same maid who dared to beat up Melody to that extent? I see that she's on a mission here, and I will deal with her personally tomorrow."

Moving away from the bathroom door where he had been standing and staring at it with irritation, Derrick walked up to the pristine bathtub and cleaned it properly. He washed out his soap and sponge, feeling irritated that Miranda had used them.

"Miranda," he mused, saying her name. "She dared to cross the limit and use my property. I will deal with her."

After cleaning his bathtub completely, Derrick prepared his bath and finally entered it. He remembered seeing Miranda náked when he had opened the bathroom door.

"I should not have opened the door after hearing her voice. She had such a nice, soothing voice," Derrick said. He thought about Miranda's lovely voice and the way she had moaned when he held her cheeks to check if her head was hurt.

The way her skin had felt so soft and soothing to his touch.

Despite staying in the cold bath—Derrick didn't care to mix the water with hot water to dilute the chilly temperature—He remembered how Miranda's cheek had felt under his touch. "Her body was so soft. Damn it! I should get a girlfriend to get some release. I cannot bring myself to sleep with a maid. No way, I cannot."

Waving off the thoughts about Miranda from the back of his mind, Derrick finally got out of the bathtub after spending hours bathing.

The heavy rain had already started, covering the night sky and flooding the city roads. Derrick stood by his room window, staring out at the torrential downpour.

He remembered he hadn't even phoned his elder sisters to confirm if they had gotten home safely.

With a sigh, Derrick moved away from the room window after shutting the curtains and closing the window to prevent the heavy downpour from entering his bedroom.

He saw that the time was past midnight and thought against phoning his sisters, as he knew they only lived a short distance away from the family mansion.

Walking up to his exquisite bed, Derrick picked up his body lotion from his drawer. He moisturized his body and finally went into his closet to grab sleepwear. He put on a white robe and later climbed into his lush bed to sleep.

Shutting his eyes, the memory of holding Miranda came flooding back into his mind. The weather wasn't helping him, as he needed a warm body to keep him warm. He was also sweating, so he tossed his bedcover away and sat up on the bed.

Derrick hadn't thought about having s*x. He was 25 and had few friends, as he presumed them to be his foes. He knew he could not trust any of them. He trusted Alexa, as she was a loyal staff member who had been working with him for a year, and he had no issues with her.

"Or is Alexa pretending to like me?" Derrick wondered. He couldn't go to a hotel to get a release. He was not the kind of man who indulged in watching adult content for relief, either. He desired to have Miranda on his bed, to pleasure her—and with the way his body was reacting crazily to that thought, he wanted to get Miranda up on his bed and send her to cloud nine with him.

Derrick groaned and left his bedroom for his study to busy himself, since he couldn't sleep or think of anything else except Miranda's nude body that he had seen.

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Meanwhile, Miranda had returned to her maid's room on the lower floor of the mansion. She was feeling sad after remembering how Derrick had made it clear to her that she was of lower status and he could have nothing to do with her.

Miranda had thought that after Derrick had seen her nàked, he would take her to bed.

"Oh no! What was I even thinking? What if Mr. Luis sends me away tomorrow? Oh my God! I haven't even saved enough to start up the business that I want."

Miranda remembered her first salary since working in the Luis mansion after her graduation from college. She had used the money they paid her monthly to donate to the orphanage home. Later, she had used the rest of her salary that she had gathered to purchase land in a distant town. She wanted to own a mall—a big supermarket in her name where she would sell a lot of items.

That was five years ago, and she had an agent who was enabling her to build the mall to her design. She had not even gone to the area after purchasing the land, but she had heard from the agent that many contractors had contacted him to resell the land to them, as they wanted to build another company there.

Miranda heard the land had developed, and a company was offering to pay her five million to resell it to them, as the land was on the road and in the heart of the town.

The town had developed compared to five years before, but Miranda wanted to use the land. She planned to relocate to the area after she finished building it and establishing herself. She wouldn't remain a servant, and she hoped for a wonderful man to marry her.

Wiping away her sobs, Miranda strode up to her room window to shut it after the heavy wind had pushed her curtains aside. The Luis family were kind and allowed the maids to have separate rooms in the magnificent home.

Miranda stripped off her dirty pink gown after closing the window. She tried not to think about Master Derrick again, even when her heart yearned to be with him. She decided to focus on her job and on saving enough money to establish herself.

"Maybe two years from now, I will be through with my services here. Then I will move to the other town to start up my business."

A satisfactory smile curved up Miranda's lips as she envisioned a life where she would be referred to as Madam. She would have prayed for a man to elevate her status, but knowing how prideful men were, Miranda decided to become as prideful as them and as arrogant as she might be when she acquired so much wealth.

When morning arrived, Miranda was sleeping under the bedcovers when the supreme maid, Juliet Colton, barged into the room and tapped on her shoulder roughly.

"Miranda! Wake up! Lady Loretta summoned you to the living room," she said.