Princess

"Good evening, Ms. Annah. Sir is waiting for you."

Jules heard the maid speak as soon as she stepped into the house.

Her eyes averted to glance at the stairs that will lead her to the first floor.

A small and hesitant gulp, Jules' hand fisted her collage bag before giving a nod to the maid.

Walking up the stairs, Jule can hear Chris's stern and cold tone, which almost slid through her throat and made it unable for her to form any words.

Her back straightened when she reached his office, before her trembling hand laid over the office door.

A heavy exhale, she slowly knocked on the door.

The voice paused before she heard a 'come in', making her slowly open the door.

Her head raising, her eyes met his before she averted her gaze away, feeling the air heavy up in the room.

The door swiftly closed before Jules took a look around the office, finding it hard to maintain eye-contact.

A look back at him, she felt her heart skip a beat when his eyes averted to her at the same time.

Clearing her throat, she shyly turned to him.

"Thank you for paying the bills,"

Jules looked at him as she bluntly spoke before he raised his eyebrows, tilting his head slightly as if he wanted her to finish what she started.

" —Master."

Jules almost whispered, feeling her throat dry up at the sight of his exposed chest as he tiredly stretched his collar, nudging his nose before giving a nod to her statement.

She watched him flip through the files as sweat coated her palms due to the amount of heat that spread through her skin.

"Anything else you wanna say?"

His eyes never took a look at her but stayed focused on the files.

She pressed her lips into a thin line before her hand fisted her collage bag.

"I…I thought I was called."

Her shoulders heavily quivered as she looked up only for him to look back at her after she spoke. His hands immediately placed the files back onto the table.

His fingers swiftly taking off the glasses that he has been wearing all this time, he stood up, making her hesitantly press her feet to the ground with an urge to step back but as he stepped closer, her breath seemed to stop.

Her eyes watched him as he swiftly walked to her before her lips parted.

One more inch closer, she knew what might happen and her eyes widened at the thought of it.

"Master-"

Her lips felt the softness of his pink lips before his hand took the bag handle off of her shoulder. Her shoulders were stroked with one hand to drop down as his other hand pulled the scrunchie off of her hair to make her long hair fall loose between his fingers.

Her eyes clutched close as he deepened the kiss, caressing her soft strands of hair.

His eyes scanning her face, he gently bit down on her lip, making her gasp—giving enough space for his tongue to slip in.

A silent moan escaped her lips when his fingers found their way to her waist, pushing her hips to rest over his office table.

A gasp after another, Jule's mind started to spin as his lips harshly sucked hers, leaving her breathless.

Her fingers rapidly tapping on his chest, she whimpered as he deepened the kiss.

Breaking the kiss by moving her head away, Jules gasped for air while Wayne only gazed at her with hooded eyes. Hair strands fall over his forehead—slightly covering his eyes as he bit his lip, watching her chest heave up and down.

— "*You think this is* ***love***? **You're being a fxcking creep right now**!"

Wayne's eyes widened as Tina's voice echoed ever so loud inside his head.

Eyes clutching close, he bit his lip, his head dropping down.

"Fuck."

Taking a hold of his messy hair with both of his hands—he mumbled loud enough for it to reach Jule's reddened ears.

She shyly wiped her lips before she looked at her wrist, finding a drop of blood. Biting her lip, she realized that he bit her lip too hard.

Her cheeks reddened but what she heard the next second made her freeze like a statue.

"Get out."

Her body froze before her eyes slightly averted up to take a glance at the glass wall.

The sound of pit-patting rain soon surrounded the now dark room.

Wayne felt her shoulder bump against his as she raged off from his arms before she bent down, taking her collage bag.

His hands ran through his hair as he stayed still.

"You can say it on my face."

Her sudden statement only got silence in return before she realized that she won't get a response back for that.

He parted his lips, before his eyes opened but then a loud thud of door being slammed made him look up from the surface of the table only to find no trace of her.

His hand balled into a fist before he turned his head away.

With a loud thud echoing in the empty halls of the floor her room is on, Jule entered her room.

Her skin coated with a layer of warm sweat, she heard her heart thump fast over her chest before her teary eyes averted to her bed.

There, she noticed the navy blue envelopes—the bills which were paid by Wayne for her mother's treatment.

Her knees dropped before her loud sobs echoed in the room as she covered her face while her collage bag fell on the floor.

The glass walls surrounded her while the bright thunderstorms startled her as she flinched, covering her ears as her sobs only loudened.

Despite the loud thunderstorms, Wayne managed to hear her loud sobs as he stood in front of the door with his hand over the door knob. But he didn't open the door.

His heart didn't take a beat as her loud sobs echoed enough to reach his ears.

His eyes blinked the sweat away off of his hair strands before his head gently laid over the door.

His eyes tightly closed as he exhaled, accelerating his deep breaths.

"It's okay, It's okay,"

He mumbled to himself as he turned around, laying his head over the door.

His chest heaved up and down as he took an inhale and exhaled.

"It's okay."

And he felt the door open, making him turn around.

She stood there her long hair reach her thighs.

Her eyes slightly averted to his shoes before he gulped.

"I—"

"What are you doing here?"

She cut him off of his words, making him freeze on the spot.

"I… wanted to-"

"You want to say it to my face? Is that it?"

His eyebrows furrowed Before they stretched, remembering what she said before leaving his office.

"What-"

"What can I do?"

His eyes widened before he raised his hand, extending it forward.

"Hey, I-"

Her hands took a hold of his collar before her eyes finally took a look up into his, making him frown before her words echoed in the empty halls where no one was present but them.

"What can I do to look attractive enough for your eyes so that you can fuck me however you want?"

His lips trembled and his hands felt the shiver to lay over her skin before he eyed her face, realizing that she took off her makeup and her freckles came into view, making him bite his lips.

"I-"

" —**Master**."

Her lips moved before what she spoke met his ears and an adrenaline spread through his veins, making his heart race.

"Use me."

She begged as her grip tightened over his collar as the confidence in her only grew higher.

"Please."

And that's all it took for Wayne to break through the resistance.

His hands found their way to her cheeks before his lips laid over hers, giving them a chaste kiss.

His eyes met hers as his finger slid over her lips, feeling her warm breath over his finger tip.

"Fuck, *princess*. What have you done to me?"