CHAPTER ELEVEN
_XAVIER’S POV_
"Do you want to be pleasured by me? Do you want to be a good little girl and be one of my private guests?” I had asked Lisa.
I gazed into her eyes as I waited for an answer. And to be honest, I was anxious.
Anxious about what she would say. Which was crazy.
Very crazy.
Lisa was a maid. My maid. A poor maid who was employed to clean my room and serve me.
She wasn’t sophisticated or rich or beautiful. Or like the girls I was into.
She was nothing but a maid….
So why was I even interested in her? Why was I yearning so badly for her? Why did I need her touch and kisses?
Why did I feel the need to pleasure her…to take her into my arms…to make her mine.
I knew standing there, she was probably not thinking the same thing.
She was probably wondering w
