THE MAID'S BILLIONAIRE

Chapter Eight

Cindy's POV

My mother's health had been steadily improving, and it was a relief to see her getting better each day. Meanwhile, Brian had been showering me with attention ever since we started dating. It was incredibly sweet of him, but also overwhelming, considering it was my first relationship.

Keeping our relationship, a secret from my mom was challenging, as she would undoubtedly explode if she found out. Despite the secrecy, everything seemed to be going well.

Brian's POV

"FIND those documents! This is unacceptable!" I shouted at my secretary; frustration evident in my voice.

I had been expecting a crucial shipment of goods from overseas, due to arrive this week. However, it seemed like they had vanished into thin air. There was someone behind this, someone intent on making me appear incompetent in my father's eyes. I was certain of it.

My secretary returned empty-handed, unable to locate any files in the archives or any digital copies. It was as if all evidence of the deal had been wiped clean from our records. My suspicions were confirmed. It had to be someone from the office, but I had no idea who.

Over a billion dollars' worth of merchandise had simply disappeared, and we had no knowledge of its whereabouts. This turn of events was not supposed to happen, especially after my father entrusted me with the CEO position and I was trying to rebuild my life. I couldn't afford to jeopardize everything I had worked for.

I was determined to get to the bottom of this, no matter what it took.

Two weeks ago... (Smiths Enterprise Premises)

My father surprised me with an unexpected party today, handing over his entire empire to me. Even though I knew I was next in line for the company, I had assumed I would inherit it after his passing. I wasn't in a rush, but now everything changed when my father gave me the responsibility.

In the present...

I needed to prove to my father that he made the right choice, but then this setback happened. I had to gather my thoughts, so I left the office without a clear destination in mind.

Cindy's POV

Today was eventful. Lisa threw a huge party at her house, as her parents were away on vacation somewhere in Europe. Brian had been incredibly busy with his new role in his father's business, yet he still managed to find time for me.

My mom remained oblivious to our relationship, so I became skilled at sneaking out and meeting Brian. It might sound cliché, but I was happy, and that was what mattered.

As for Lisa's party, it was a grand affair for the elite. The maids, including myself, worked tirelessly to organize the event, but we weren't invited. Deep down, I knew it was unrealistic to expect an invitation to such an exclusive gathering. Nevertheless, everything was going smoothly, and the troublemaker of the house hadn't bothered me, so I felt like I was leading a normal life.

It was already 11:30 pm, and I hadn't heard from Brian. I grew increasingly worried, repeatedly dialing his number, but it was unreachable. I had been waiting on the stairs outside the mansion. Exhaustion took over, and I dozed off, only to be abruptly awakened by the sound of a car outside. I rushed to the front door to see who it was and found Brian stumbling out of his car, clearly intoxicated.

Hastily, I approached him, trying to prevent him from falling face-first onto the gravel. "Cindy! I missed you so much," Brian slurred, a goofy smile on his face. It was evident that he was heavily drunk, his eyes glazed over.

"What happened, Brian?" I asked, concerned and eager to find out what had caused his distress.

"Sweetheart, work was..." His sentence trailed off as he burst into laughter.

I was genuinely worried. I had never seen Brian in this state before. Despite his weight, I managed to guide him inside, supporting his stumbling form. Slowly, we made it to his room, and I gently helped him onto his bed.

I tried to free myself from his grasp to return to my room, but Brian refused to let me go. "Brian, I have to go. It's almost midnight," I reasoned with him, but he seemed unresponsive. It was then that I noticed tears streaming down his face, adding to my growing concern.

"Brian, what's wrong?" I inquired, desperate for answers.

"Cindy, I'm a disgrace, aren't I? I messed everything up for my dad. He was so proud of me, and now what will he think?" Brian sobbed, his words a jumbled mess.

"Brian, I don't know what you're talking about, but you need to get some rest. We can talk about this in the morning."

"Cindy, please stay with me. Don't leave me," he pleaded, his voice barely a whisper.

I let out a sigh, realizing that staying with him might not be a good idea. We would be in trouble if we were caught. However, seeing him in such a vulnerable state, I decided to keep him company until he fell asleep.

The night wore on, and eventually, I found myself asleep in Brian's arms. Suddenly, I jolted awake, feeling a slight sensation on my neck.

"What are you doing, Brian?" I asked, attempting to break free from his grasp.

"Cindy, I need you," Brian said, pulling me closer.

"Brian, please stop. This is making me uncomfortable," I pleaded, trying to reason with him.

"You smell incredible," he whispered in my ear.

Confusion engulfed me. It was Brian, the man I loved, but I wasn't ready for this—especially when I couldn't discern whether he was sober or not.

"Brian, please, sto—" My protests were silenced by his lips pressing against mine. I fought against his advances, but eventually, his sweet gestures clouded my judgment. I found myself wanting him desperately, consequences be damned.

Gradually, his grip on me loosened when he sensed my somewhat reluctant consent. His lips descended upon mine, engaging in a passionate struggle between two powerful forces. Eventually, he took control of the kiss. Brian broke away, trailing kisses down my neck, causing uncontrollable moans and whimpers of pleasure.

The details after that are a blur. My top disappeared, and I could only feel the sensations of Brian's mouth on my breasts and his hands exploring my body. It was as if my desires were ablaze, consuming me as if I had been longing for this my whole life, even though I had no prior experience.

My panties and skirt followed, and I lost myself in the frenzy of the moment. Brian's fingers played my body like a skilled pianist, evoking passionate calls of pleasure. The experience was beyond my wildest imagination.

"You have no idea how long I've dreamed of this, Cindy. Dreamed of having you like this, hearing your moans and cries. Just like that," Brian murmured, causing my stomach to tighten with anticipation.

Overwhelmed with pleasure, I sat up and helped him out of his clothes, revealing his stunning naked form. Even though I had no one to compare him to, I could confidently say that Brian, in that moment, was nothing short of perfection. He was fully aroused, and I was intrigued by his patience. Despite being a virgin, I was no stranger to the workings of s*x, having done my fair share of research. However, the size of his member left me in awe. I couldn't resist the urge to touch him, to feel him, so I did.

Brian's pupils dilated completely as he hissed in pleasure. "Cindy, love... I won't last long if you keep doing that. Relax and let me pleasure you."

I lay back down as his tongue traced a path across my body, causing me to whimper even more. He made his way back to my lips, and we kissed once again, breathlessly breaking apart only to gasp for air. His lips trailed down my neck, finding pleasure behind my ear. He lingered there, driving me to the edge. When he finally reached my c**t, I was a mess.

Unable to control my voice any longer, I moaned in ecstasy, thankful that Brian's room was soundproof. If not, we surely would have awakened the entire house by now.

Brian brought me to climax multiple times with his skilled mouth, and I had lost count. I was in a daze when he whispered, "I know this might hurt, Cindy, but it gets better, I promise."

I cried out in shock as I felt a slight pain when he entered me slowly. He patiently waited for me to adjust to the new sensation. Once the pain subsided, he gradually increased the pace. It was an overwhelming experience, and I moaned even louder, reaching new heights of pleasure.

"That's it, love. Come with me," he urged in a hushed tone.

His words propelled me over the edge, and I climaxed with intensity, unable to believe the sensations coursing through my body. I saw stars behind closed eyelids as Brian thrust a few more times before finding release within me.

Brian collapsed beside me, pulling me close.

As I watched his eyes drift shut, and the reality of what had just happened flooded my senses, I sat up in disbelief and regret.

"Oh God, what have I done?"