Chapter 8 Oh My Eyes

I woke up early the next morning, of course not like I was going to wake up late. Mr Ford informed me that Mr Vincenzo would be coming down for breakfast, he also informed me that he wanted the same breakfast served yesterday.

I did the coffee and made the pancakes making sure it was the same way just as I did yesterday. I just needed to inform the boss that breakfast was ready. I didn't know which fruit he liked more but I made freshly squeezed orange juice. I made my way to the boss's room. I knocked on the door and didn't get any response, I knocked twice, and still no response.

I don't know what pushed me, but I opened the door...."Mr Vincenzo?" I called but still got no answer, in most cases when you continually call people and they don't respond it's because one they purposely want to ignore you, or two it's because they fell in the bathroom and hit their head leaving them unconscious, it was one of those two.

I was beginning to run into the worst conclusion when I heard the bathroom door open, but when I turned the sight before me made my throat go dry.

Mr. Vincenzo was standing before me in nothing but a towel hanging on his neck he was busy drying his hair without actually knowing that I was in the room, he looked magnificent, powerful, and all, his hair was wet and so was one part of my body becoming, his abs were defined, with a sexy V running down and then my eyes were hooked to his manhood, if a man was defined only with his manhood then I'm glad to say he'd pass the test with As, he was a good nine inches, I tried to wipe away the image of him pounding into me from behind as I screamed his name or the image of him filling my mouth as he paints my face.

Those thoughts were making me clench my legs as I bit my lower lips. I couldn't believe all I was thinking, this was my boss and I was thinking such things about him. Totally lost in my thought staring openly at a man, I forgot the fact that this said man might actually be watching me too.

"When you're done staring, you can get out so I can get dressed for work." His hard voice suddenly spoke. I quickly came out of my thoughts as I looked up at him and down again, he was beginning to harden so I quickly looked up.

I couldn't help but blush, could it be that my stare affected him? Of course, he's a man, what did I expect? that I'd stare at him like I wanted him to take me now and he wouldn't be affected, wouldn't that bring questions?

"I'm sorry sir." I couldn't even recognize my voice, it was like I was breathless, staring at a hot guy could do that.

"Sorry? Are you really sorry?" He asked and I wanted to scream no but I kept quiet..." What is it you're sorry for? For entering my room without my permission or for openingly eye fucking me?" I had to put myself in control before I begged my boss to take me, so I gathered myself together quickly apologized and not allowing him to scold me further I basically ran out of the room, but not before telling him breakfast was ready, the reason I came to the room in the first place.

When Mr. Vincenzo came down for breakfast, I couldn't even stare at him, not because I was shy or anything, no I had already passed my embarrassment stage so it wasn't because of embarrassment, it was because I was afraid that " I want you to ravish me!" would be written in my eyes when I looked at him and I didn't want him to think I was just throwing myself at him. But my inside whore was telling me I wouldn't give a shit if he told me right now to ride him.

As soon as I served him breakfast and didn't have a reason to be in his presence I quickly went back to the kitchen releasing a breath of relief.

After breakfast, I didn't see the boss, which was both a good thing and a bad thing because all morning after our meeting my panties had remained damp and I had a feeling it would stay like that for a while.

I went about my daily task, cleaning his room and trying my best not to smell his clothes like a creep. It wasn't much of a hard job. I was able to meet other staff, some I remembered their names others I didn't.

I remember I had something added to my to-do list yesterday so I took all the things I'll be needing for the garden then I made my way there. When I got there I carefully looked at the place, was it that there was no gardener? or the boss fear they'd destroy his garden? Well worry no more sir, you've got just the right person to do the job.

I started by plugging out the weed, then I carefully removed the dead roses trying to avoid getting pricked by the thorns.

I enjoyed gardening with my parents when I was young...I quickly shut down that memory before I could think even further. The garden was already looking fine and I wasn't even done yet. About four and a half hours later, the garden was looking beautiful, I didn't even recognize it.

I had to make new flower beds for some flowers and because I had removed the weed, it allowed the sun to shine on the flowers, and the whole place was looking beautiful. I gave myself a little praise before packing all the gardening items I brought out and returned back to the house. I promised Jordan I was gonna come by today and also I needed to get some groceries.

I made my way to my room, but as I passed Mr Vincenzo's door I couldn't help but chuckle.

"Something you find funny?" I heard a female voice and before I could turn to see the person, I was pushed to the wall.

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