Chapter 7 RULES

Massimo's POV

I looked at the other copy of the rules and regulations Amelia is to abide by, for the second time this morning and I sighed.

Not a single day has passed yet and she has already defaulted.

She was supposed to have prepared my bath, brought my meal to my room and helped me with my outfit. I am almost done buttoning my shirt and there is still no sign from her.

I opened the door that joined hers to mine and pushed the curtain that covered it aside.

As I entered her room, my eyes were met with Amelia widely spread on the bed - from one end almost to the other.

She was still dressed in the clothes she was wearing yesterday.

'Are the clothes not to her liking?' I thought.

Her mouth was slightly opened and she looked so funny and adorable. I couldn't afford to wake her up but she still needed to be punished.

I brought out my phone and made a seven second video of her in that position.

I turned back to go but my foot hit the nightstand.

"Fanculo..." I cursed.

Her eyes gradually fluttered open and for the first time in my life, I felt like disappearing from a scene. I didn't want to confront this..

She rubbed her eyes with both hands before her eyes settled on mine.

I stood still for a second watching every reaction that was sure to come and for two seconds, she said nothing.

But then..."arrrrrrrrr!'

Amelia screamed.

Even though I knew we were the only ones that occupied this part of the mansion and no one might hear us, she looked pretty scared.

I immediately joined her on the bed and placed my hand over her mouth.

"It's me...it's just me" I said, her breath fanning and tickling my palm.

She finally visibly relaxed but I could still see the rise and fall of her chest.

"How...how did you get in here?" She asked.

I said nothing as I stood up from her bed.

"Did you go through the form Angelo gave you?" I asked, my voice back to its neutral essence and completely diverting what just happened.

"Form?! Form!

Yes...Form!" Amelia said and she started looking around for something.

She lifted her bed sheet before completely peeling it off the bed.

Next she tried to reach out to something at the other side of the bed and she knelt on the bed, her ass in the air.

I inhaled sharply at the sight of her small perfectly round ass.

If I didn't know any better, I would have thought she was trying to pass 'a message' but..

"Here, this is it. I was going through it last night when I slept off" Amelia said.

"Read it aloud..." I ordered and I went to the single couch in her room.

I crossed my legs and lazily rested my head on my palm.

"Is that really necessary? I can just read it to myself" Amelia said as she sat at the edge of the bed.

We were facing each other with about four feet setting us apart.

I arched my brow at her words and allowed my facial expression to speak for itself.

"Alright," Amelia said.

"Rules and regulations from Master Massimo to Maid Amelia" Amelia said through gritted teeth.

I could almost perceive her anger at me in that moment and a sly smile lengthened my lips.

She pushed her hair backwards and continued.

"1) Maid is to wake up before Master and prepare his bath according to his mood before he goes to bed.

How...how am I supposed to know your mood before you go to bed?" Amelia asked through her teeth.

I was enjoying her discomfort. This is the only way to tame her and tamed she will be.

"It simply means you can only fall asleep after I have" I said.

"That's not possible and you know it. Dons finish their work for the day by midnight and I will still have to go to prepare your bath before going to school the next morning" Amelia said.

"You won't be needing to go to school as I have already made arrangements for you to receive your lessons online" I said.

"No you did not!" Amelia said and she rose up from the bed. She squeezed the paper in her hand when I nodded my head in affirmation.

"You really want to ensure I have no life of my own" Amelia said and I heard a crack in her voice.

"Your family stole from me Piccino. Do you expect to live luxuriously?" I asked.

"Then get the money from the thief!" Amelia yelled.

I wiggled my brows as I waited for her to collect herself and draw in the breath I knew she was finding.

'You also stole something from me Piccino...but you just don't know what yet' I said within me.

"You raise your voice at me again and your first official punishment will be served" I said, conveying the fact that she was threading on murky waters.

"Continue reading then..." I urged.

She swallowed before she lifted the paper to her face, completely obstructing me from seeing her.

"2)..." Amelia continued, her voice calm but I could hear the rage.

She felt like having my head on a spike.

"..Maid is to aid Master with his outfit after his bath" Amelia said. I could hear the question in her voice but I chose to ignore it.

"3).."

"You read and understand those on your own Piccino.

My jet will be here in five minutes and I need to start going.

I have picked my outfit myself but I'm still not properly dressed. Come dress me up.." I said and I stood up from the couch.

"You mean..." Amelia asked, her voice trailing at the end.

"My buttons are undone and my fly is still open" I stated.

She took cautious and meditated steps towards me.

Her head barely reached my chest as she stood the closest she felt safe to me and her hands began to work the buttons from below.

I held my breath in caution that my excitement for our proximity was going to be revealed.

There was this mild floral fragrance that wafted from her and I felt like burying my head in her neck.

But not now...

"I always leave those unbuttoned" I said when she got to the third to the last one.

She immediately removed her hands from my chest.

She rubbed the side of her neck before turning her hands into fists and then she freed them. She really was seeing this as a task when many women would line up to do this every damn time.

She tried to zip me up with one hand but she couldn't as she needed her other hand to hold the trouser in place.

"You are delaying me little one" I said softly but my voice still resonated in the room.

She looked up to me and her hand held the trouser in place. She then used her other hand and lifted the zip all the way up - her finger gradually grazing my already rising member.

"At least you didn't die," I said in her ear before walking out on her.

As I closed the connecting door and was finally in the safety of my room, I closed my eyes.

'I f**ing almost lost it. How do I plan to let her do this to me every single day and still act like I don't care?!'