CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
DON'T TURN YOUR BACK ON ME, SWEET HEART
“Nothing. I just came to see you work.” He says, enjoying my current predicament .
Well, if my earlier plan wasn’t going to work, I’m just going to throw caution to the wind.
“Since you’re so interested and passionate about it, why don’t you clean the mess up instead?” I throw the broom and trash bag against his chest, walking past him. It falls to the ground as he completely ignore it.
“Get back here.” He says, grabbing my arm and jerking me back.
I huff and glare at him.
“How else would I get to satisfy my maid fantasies if you don’t do it? ” He snickers, not bothering to hide his perverse behavior as he openly gives me a once over with his eyes.
I fake gag.
Having his eyes hunger after me like that would always have
