The Maid Who Broke The Rules

The Morning After

Chapter 5

Eliza pov.

I woke with a start, a jolt of disorientation washing over me, my head throbbed, my body ached, and the scent of old books and leather filled my senses. I looked around, confused and disoriented, and my heart sank.

I was on the sofa in Alessandro's library, naked, the soft sunlight filtering through the stained-glass windows, casting a colorful pattern upon the worn leather.

The memory of the night before flooded back, a jumbled mess of fear, desire, and confusion. I remembered his touch, his intensity, his power. I remembered my moan and I beg him own desperate attempt to fight back, my futile resistance.

I remembered giving him my Virginity, “oh my god,” anong katangahan ang ginawa ko nag trabaho ako para sa mga magulang ko at kapatid ko kaya pumasok ako dito bilang Kasambahay.

I felt a surge of shame, a wave of nausea.

I couldn't believe I had let him possess me. I had broken my own rules, I betrayed myself.

I had given in to his desire.

I got up, my body trembling, my hands shaking. I'll stumbled to my feet, I gaze searching the room, my mind racing.

Where was Alessandro?

Had he left?

Or was he still here, watching me?

I felt a chill run down my spine, a sense of dread creeping over me. I had been foolish, I had been naive. I had underestimated Alessandro’s power, his intensity, his obsession.

I had made a mistake.

And now, I was going to pay the price.

Lumabas na ako ng library sumilip muna ako sa labas baka may makakita saakin na dito ako naka tulog, tahimik naman ang whole way unti unti kung binuksan ang pinto at tumakbo pababa. Dumiretso na ako sa kwarto ko dali-dali akong naligo at nagbihis sa uniform ko.

Pagkatapos lumabas na ako sa kwarto ko dumiretso ako sa may kusina bakit kaya ang tahimik nasaan silang tatlo bakit parang ako lang ang tao dito. Binalewala ko na lang sila nagugutom na ako kaya kumuha na ako ng mga lulutuin ko para makakain na ako.

Pagkatapos kung nagluto ay kumain na ako kasi marami pa akong lilinisin, mamaya na kami magtutuos ni sir Alessandro.

Alessandro pov.

I'll watched Eliza through the security camera, i gaze cold and calculating. I found myself captivated by her, her every movement, every expression, every nuance of her body language.

I had wanted her for the first time I saw her, her defiance a constant challenge to me authority, her spirit a spark of rebellion against me carefully crafted world.

I had been drawn to her, intrigued by her, obsessed with her.

And now, she was mine.

I had taken her, I had possessed her, and I savored the power held over her.

I watched as she ate, her movements slow and deliberate, her face pale, her eyes filled with a mixture of fear and defiance. I felt a flicker of amusement, a sense of satisfaction, as I observed her vulnerability.

I had taken away her support, her allies, her sense of security. I had isolated her, made her dependent on me, made her more susceptible to me will.

She was a pawn in my game, a plaything to be manipulated, a prize to be cherished.

I watched as she glanced around, her eyes searching for any sign of me, her body tense, her breath shallow. I felt a surge of power, a sense of control.

I knew she felt my gaze upon her.

I knew she felt my presence.

I knew she was with me.

And I knew I could do anything I wanted with her.

I was the master of my own world.

And she was my creation.

I was her god.

I had broken her, I had tamed her, and now, I could shape her as my pleased.

I would make her mine.

And I would make her love me. Humalakhak ako mag-isa dito sa monitoring room napuno ng cctv sa buong mansion.

Napatingin ako sa cellphone ko someone calling me.

The name on the screen flashed: "Marco." My right hand. My eyes narrowed, a sense of urgency settling over him.

I took a deep breath, trying to quell the storm of emotions that raged within him. I needed to focus, to regain my composure, to return to my world of order and control.

I answered the call, my voice cold and authoritative.

“Alessandro.”

“Boss,” Marco's voice crackled through the phone, his tone urgent, “The situation is escalating. The police are closing in. We need to move fast.”

My jaw tightened,I gaze hardening. My world of control was under threat. Dahil sa mga kalaban ko.

I looked at Eliza, her back to me, her vulnerability a stark contrast to the chaos brewing in his world.

had to make a choice.

I had to choose between my obsession and my power.

I had to choose between the woman I craved and the empire I had built.

I had to choose between desire and control.

Napatigil ako sa pag-iisip hindi ko naman pala kailangan mamili, yeah i admit it i'm obsessed with her pero sino ba siya para piliin ko na gustuhan ko lang naman ang katawan niya but she was nothing to me.

I took a deep breath, my mind racing. My empire was under threat, I carefully crafted world of control teetering on the brink of collapse. I had never been a man to back down from a challenge, to surrender to fear.

But this was different.

I had found myself entangled in a web of my own making, my obsession with Eliza a dangerous distraction. I had lost myself in the intoxicating pleasure of her vulnerability, her fear, her defiance.

O had forgotten my true purpose, my true goal. Na hanapin ang taong gumawa kung bakit kami aksidente ni solane ang babaeng pinakamamahal ko.

I had forgotten my ambition.

"Marco," I said, my voice a low growl, "tell me what's happening."

"They're closing in on the warehouse, Boss," Marco said, his voice laced with urgency, "The cops are getting suspicious, and they're moving fast. We need to get the shipment out, and we need to do it now."

My eyes narrowed, I gaze fixed on the image of Eliza on the security monitor. I felt a pang of guilt, a flicker of regret.

I had lost sight of my priorities.

I had forgotten my responsibilities.

I had forgotten the true cost of my obsession.

"We'll move the shipment," I said, my voice a cold command. "And we'll deal with the police. But I need you to do one thing for me."

"Anything, Boss."

"Make sure the other maids stay away from the mansion for the next few days. I'll take care of everything here."

Marco's voice was a mixture of surprise and confusion, "But Boss, what about... "

"No buts," I interrupted him, my voice firm, "I'll handle everything here. Just make sure the other maids stay away, and that they keep quiet."

"Understood, Boss," Marco said, his voice subdued. "I'll get on it right away."

I ended the call, my mind already racing ahead, planning my next move. I had to choose between my obsession and my empire. I had to choose between the woman I craved and the world I had built.

I knew I couldn't have both.

I knew I had to make a choice.

I looked back at the image of Eliza on the security monitor, her figure small and fragile, her vulnerability a stark contrast to the storm brewing in my world. felt a pang of regret, a flicker of guilt.

But I knew I had to do what I had to do.

I had to choose my empire over her she was my f*****g buddy maid and I obsessed her scents that's why I need to keep her in my mansion.