The Billionaire's Maid man×boy (reposted)

Chapter 14

Lucas

The sound of Doc Martens hitting the floor is banging in my ears, although I feel my heart beating faster and nervousness building up in my stomach I stand tall and confident, chin up and straight posture.

The wind is blowing harder than usual and my garter stockings covered legs are freezing because of the short skirt I am wearing. My curly hair is tied up in a half bun but it is still flowing back in all directions and the black coat I'm wearing is flying through the air, exposing the kinky outfit underneath.

In a few minutes, I'm in front of Mr. Anthony's house door and with shaky, freezing hands I knock on the hardwood and after a while of waiting the door opens and I'm greeted by Veronica dressed in the same iconic, all-black outfit she's always wearing.

"Hi," I say with a small smile and brush past her to go to the kitchen. I sway my hips more than usual and that's probably because of how tight my clothes are. What I'm wearing is affecting the way I act.

I enter the kitchen and lay my bag on the counter but keep my coat on. I walk to the oven that has a transparent glass so that I can see my own expression. I run my fingers through my soft blond hair to untangle it and make it look decent. 

If I'm doing this today, dressed like this, then I better do it with amazing hair. Go hard or go home.

In my situation, go hoe or go home.

I hear the kitchen door opening and Veronica entering but I remain in the same squatting position in front of the oven, analyzing my own reflection. She comes beside me on her feet, leaning against the kitchen counter with her arms crossed.

"Where's your uniform?" She asks in pure curiosity. She must have noticed the shorter length of the skirt and the change of stockings. Also my different attitude.

"In the trash, at home." I simply answer and stand up on my feet to look at her with a hand on my hip.

"And what are you wearing?" She asks, clearly amused, looking me up and down.

"Well... yesterday Mr. Anthony said I'm not allowed to wear the maid uniform anymore and that I should wear something decent so... I did the opposite." I explain with a sweet voice and put on a fake innocent expression.

"So you decided to go all porn star?" She chuckles and with a finger moves my coat to the side to analyze my outfit in more depth. It is short, really short, shorter than the other one. The white stockings are replaced by black garter stockings, and this dress is much tighter than the other one, it is also full black besides the collar that is very detailed and vintage looking. The bulky Doc Martens that are on my feet are only making my legs appear longer and slimmer and the length of the dress is one bend done from revealing places where the sun doesn't shine.

"It's not that bad!" I exclaim, clearly joking.

"Not for you. You look like a hooker. And that's a compliment. You know he has a girlfriend, right?"

"Yeah, I know. That's like the whole point." I say with an evil smirk and leave Veronica's side to take my coat off and lay it down on a stool.

"You're something else, Lucas." She chuckles and takes some supplies from the kitchen drawers to prepare some tea.

"Do I have to bring him breakfast?" I ask with a sullen expression on my face. I jump on the counter, putting my hands behind me for support and swinging my legs back and forth in boredom.

"No. He came earlier for it. He's... um... with her. You know what I mean." She explains and I feel my heart throbbing but instead of showing it I put a smirk on my face. For the next hour I hang out with Veronica while she's cooking lunch and telling me about her favorite telenovela. Suddenly, the kitchen door opens, Derek and Forrest stepping in.