The Don's Maid

Chapter 10

~ Lyla's P.O.V~
I squeeze my eyes tight, annoyed by the light that flickered into the room. I feel a presence behind me and a muscular hand wraps itself around me.

My body stiffens as I realise the hand belonged to Giovanni. My back was turned to his front and he wrapped me in his arms making sure I didn't leave.

Last night was an...... eventful night that I don't think I'll ever forget in my life. My cheeks stained read as an image of Giovanni touching me in my most intimate part clouded my head.

Why had I let him? It seemed to me that even though he was drunk, he had the upper hand. His body was warm and all I wanted to do was relax but I couldn't.

Last night's event had me feeling and thinking about a lot of things. It wasn't news to me that I was sexually attracted to my boss who has been nothing but mean to me but I wanted to know what he felt.

I'm not able to dwell on my thoughts as a voice destroys the silence. "Did you both sleep well?" the female voice says, venom laced in her voice as she spoke.

I jolt up to see Giselle at the head of her bed, her arms folded around her chest and a death glare she shot my way.

Giovanni groans and holds his head. The thought that he might not remember what happened last night came dawning on me.

What if he opened his eyes to see me and assisted Giselle in embarrassing me.

I'm glued to the bed not knowing what to do. Giovanni's eyes open and he sits up. There was no way he didn't know I was right beside him.

Which meant he wasn't joking when he'd said he would remember everything. My cheeks up in mortification.

"Now is not the time woman. I have a headache," he groans. My eyes travel between them and all hell breaks lose.

"Excuse me? What do you mean now is not the time. I walk in here...."

"Giselle,"

"To see you all cuddled up with this.... thus w**re and you tell me to...."

"I said stop it," Giovanni hissed but she continued rambling.

"stop. Aren't I enough for you. It was you wasn't it. You seduced him—"

"ENOUGH!!" Giovanni yells. He winces immediately after. Giselle's mouth snaps shut and she returns back to her glare.

I want to tell her it was Giovanni that seduced me but I don't.

"I'm the one who asked to stay with me," he starts. And get in your bed so you could relieve your pain. I silently add.

"What do you mean you told her to stay. You said she wasn't your type," she says.

Ouch.

I look down at the bed to hide the hurt in my face. From the corner of my eyes I see Giovanni look at me.

With the little dignity I had left which was as tiny as an ant, I move out of the bed. "I'm sorry for the misunderstanding. We just shared the bed and that's all. Nothing happened," I apologise to Giselle but my eyes are on Giovanni.

It was tested and proven now. Lyla Nestle was the biggest fool the world had to offer. All my life, I had woken up from nightmares and when I had a possible chance of waking up from a dream, this happened.

I let Giovanni do dirty things to me and I did feel like a w**re.

Giselle calms down at my apology. She pouts and walks over to Giovanni. I shake my head at him and walk out.