Chapter 7 The Taste Of Her Sexy Lips

Bryce decided to have a quick shower after his morning run. He was already late for work as it is. Hopefully, he would make it to his office on time. He came back home to an empty room which indicated Nella's departure. He'll make sure to call her later but now he has to get ready. After taking his bath, he rushed out of the bathroom and that's when he saw her again. How is it possible that she's always in front of him all the time. For some weird reason, he doesn't want to see her even though deep down he wanted nothing but to see her face all the time. He had been so messed up earlier this morning and it's as if the universe is intentionally throwing her towards him. He had noticed how her cheeks had turned crimson red just by staring at him. Is she for real? Does she want him as well? "What are you doing in my bedroom?" He asked after gaining a little composure. The beads of water trailed off his muscular body in droplets but he doesn't seem to give a care in the world about it. For now, all his attention was focused on this little petite woman standing in front of him. Still not facing him, Hera replied "Mariam had asked me to clean out your bedroom and I came to do that." He folded his hands across his chest as he continued to stare at her with a smug grin on his face "Is that the only reason why you came here? Just to clean up my bedroom?" He asked again. Her first reply wasn't as satisfying as he had hoped. He sounded amused and for some reason, it bothered her. Why was he finding this funny? It wasn't funny that she got to see him naked. It's not funny that he's standing shirtless in front of her and it's not funny that he's finding her current predicament amusing. Well technically, he wasn't completely naked but still, he was without clothes and just stepped out of the shower so it counts as being naked. "I don't understand sir" her small voice echoed with her head slightly bowed down facing the ground. "Are you saying that you didn't know that I was here in my bedroom before you walked in?" He sounded like he doesn't believe her. He had seen her type over the years. A lot of his maid had tried to seduce him all in the name of pretence so he was certain that she was one of them. Why would she come in here in the first place when she knows that he might be here after all? "I didn't know that you were here" she said after finding her voice "I promise that I didn't..." He stalked closer to her and she took a step back. Her brows knitted in confusion. Her fears suddenly becoming visible. "What are you doing?" She asked- moving further backwards till her butt landed on the soft fluffy bed. Bryce was staring at her now. His eyes never wavering. "You came here because you wanted a piece of me right?" He asked in a husky voice that caused her blood pressure to rise involuntarily. "What do you mean by that sir?" She asked innocently. Bryce was taken aback by her sudden question. Does she really not understand what he's saying or is she just trying to act dumb? Ignoring her remark, he pressed further "I'm pretty sure you're here because you wanted me to touch you" He smirked and continued "I'm sure you've heard lots of stories about me and now you want nothing more than being with me don't you?" "Listen" he said when she didn't respond "I don't usually have any sexual contact with any of my workers but if you want it so desperately then I guess I can make an exception" Bryce inched his face closer to her and sniffed the tendrils of her blonde hair. It smelt like a mixture of lavender and chamomile. He guessed that it was the smell of her hair shampoo. Hera felt cold chills run all over her body at the slight contact of his face on hers. Sex? He wanted to touch her in a sinful manner. He's trying to have his way with her. She couldn't believe it. She's heard stories from the sisters In the convent about illicit relationships that people share and she's promised herself not to give in to that sexual desires no matter what. Her chin flew up defiantly and she pushed him away as hard as she can. To Bryce, it felt like a little shove but to her, it felt as if she just moved a huge rock with her bare hands. "Don't come close to me sir. It's not right." She warned him sternly. "Don't play pretence sweetie, I know that you want it as much as I do" his lips came closer to hers and before her brain could process what was going on, he crashed his lips on hers making sure to savour the taste of her plum lips on his. She tasted...DIVINE. That was the first thought that registered on his mind. It wasn't like any kiss Bryce had ever had in his life. Her lips on his tasted soft, lush and very intoxicating. MORE! He wanted more. He needed more and by the heavens, he will get more. Bryce never anticipated Hera's next action. She pushed herself away from her and slapped him hard on the cheeks. Bryce was shocked and utterly confused. Disappointment coursed through him. What just happened? He touched his cheeks and that's when it hit him that he wasn't dreaming. She just slapped him. He brought his face to look at the first woman who just dared to assault him only to find her eyes flooded with tears. She was crying. Bryce didn't know if he should feel sorry or offended by her actions. He's the one who got slapped and she's the one who's crying. Women! He can never understand them. One minute they're acting like they want you and the next minute, they're pretending like they want absolutely nothing to do with you. Forcing herself up from the bed, Hera excused herself and ran out of his bedroom without looking back. She ran like someone who was being chased by a gang of robbers. Well he didn't regret the kiss. The woman tasted like honey from a nectar. He most definitely doesn't regret it at all and if given another chance then he'll do it over and over again.