Chapter 10: In His Room
What on earth is in this liquor? It''s affecting me quite strongly, despite my high alcohol tolerance.
I began contemting whether there''s a difference between the beer consumed by the poor and the
beer enjoyed by the wealthy. Does that even make sense? Argh, my thoughts are all jumbled up.
"Sir, is there a distinction between the beer of the poor and the beer of the rich?" I asked, my mind
clouded. Am I already drunk? What on earth?
"Tell me more about yourself, Lyka... I want to get to know you better," he replied, disregarding my
question. His words caught me off guard. Why would he want to know more about me? Ah, perhaps
he''s just grasping for a topic of conversation.
Drinking can be bitter without any meaningful conversation.
We were seated on a double couch beside his bed, with the bottle of beer resting on a small ss
table. "Hmm, what am I? Who am I? I don''t think I really know myself, Sir," I confessed, punctuating
my words with a loud, intoxicatedugh. I suppose I''m now a tipsy woman, haha!
He stared at me without much reaction. So, my joke wasn''t funny?! Suddenly, nervousness washed
over me, and I stammered, "Um... My full name is Lyka Montefranca. I ended up here in your
mansion because your mother selected me from our agency... And, um, I have two younger
siblings. We''re a small family. It''s just my mother and me who work because my father is
bedridden... and... what else should I say?"
"... I didn''t finish school... I onlypleted up to Grade 8 due to life''s difficulties. I also struggle with
reading andprehension... HAHAHA! I suppose I''m an uneducated person, quite foolish, right?"
I exined to him, avoiding his gaze as I nced around the room.
When I turned back to him, I was taken aback to find him staring at me... not directly at me, but at
my lips. I swallowed nervously.
His face inched closer to mine. Perhaps because I was intoxicated, I had the audacity to close my
eyes and brace myself. As expected, his lips met mine. He possessed soft, pinkish lips that were
quite kissable. He kissed me slowly, unlike before. His movements were gentle, as though handling
something fragile.
I leaned back on the couch, wrapping my arms around his neck. For the first time, I willingly
reciprocated his kiss. We kissed on the couch as if there were no tomorrow.
He then lifted me up and carried me to his own bed. Slowly, heid me down, but my head was
spinning from the drinks, and I was overwhelmed by a mix of emotions. What was I feeling? I felt
intoxicated!
He immediately came close again and kissed me on the lips. I willingly reciprocated, curling up and
pressing myself against him. I couldn''t understand myself at that moment—I willingly surrendered to
our desires.
His kisses trailed down to my neck, and all I could do was moan, swept away by the sensations he
was arousing. I knew there would be marks left from what had happened, but I paid no attention to
them.
"K-Kiro..."
His kisses descended further, until he looked at me with longing eyes, silently requesting if I would
remove my clothes. I promptlyplied and did as he asked.
He began kissing my chest, and in that moment, memories flooded my mind—memories of his
unwanted advances when I first entered his room. I was stunned, and suddenly I felt sober. Sir Kiro
must have sensed my shock because he stopped and looked at me.
I was certain that the shock in my eyes was evident. He saw it and immediately stood up. I heard
him take a deep breath as I remained lying there, speechless. What had we done? What had I
done?
He sat back on the bed, picked up my shirt, and helped me put it back on. I stayed silent as he
dressed me. "I-I''m sorry, Lyka," he murmured. Reluctantly, I nodded and quickly got up from the
bed. I hurriedly grabbed the food tray and left his room, unable to look at him.
What the heck? Had I let my emotions carry me away?
When I stepped out of his room, I adjusted my clothes and hair to ensure that Madam and Miss
Linda wouldn''t notice anything amiss. How many hours had I spent in Sir''s room?
I reached into the pocket of my maid''s uniform and retrieved my cellphone. It was already ten
o''clock in the evening. What excuse could I give to Miss Linda for being downstairs sote?
Damn! Ipletely forgot about the beer bottles! What if that stubborn man decided to drink alone
again?!
"Oh, Lyka! Did you spend a long time in Sir''s room?" Miss Linda asked as she washed the dishes. I
immediately blushed when I remembered the foolish thing I had done in Sir Kiro''s room!
"And why are you blushing?" she added, her observant eyes catching every detail.
"Um, Miss, I stayed long in Sir Kiro''s room because I scolded him for drinking alcohol there. You
know it''s not allowed for him, right?"
"And... I''m blushing because I identally drank some of the beer... just a small amount, though," I
exined.
"What? Kiro drinks alcohol and liquor?!" she eximed.
I understood her frustration with Kiro, the stubborn man. Argh!
"Yes, that’s why I scolded him," I shared with her.
"... Hmm, you blush easily because you have such fair, beautiful skin, Lyka," she added,
complimenting me.
I smiled at her kind words. After cing the tray in the sink, I headed straight to the maid''s quarters.
I closed the bedroom door and ced a hand over my chest. I could still feel my heart pounding
from earlier in Sir''s room. I was certain it wasn''t just nerves or apprehension.
As I remembered how close I hade to giving in to him, I swallowed hard and lightly tapped my
own head. How foolish of you, Lyka!
"Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Look at her, Joday. Has she gone mad and started hitting
her head?" I heard Doday''s voice.
"Don''t mind her, Doday. She''s a crazy girl," Joday''s voice filled with disgust.
It was only then that I realized Joday and Doday were in the room. They must have just returned
from the bar, as they were still wiping off lipstick from their faces. I stood frozen as they witnessed
my awkward self-inflicted taps.
"Oh! You two are already here... I suppose you had fun at the bar?" I asked, trying to divert their
attention.
"Yes, we had a st. You know, we''re the beauties and we need some beasts. Rawr!" Doday
answered, about to enter the bathroom. However, she paused and approached me, giving me aContent ? copyrighted by N?velDrama.Org.
critical look. Then her gaze shifted to my neck.
I was taken aback by her question.
"Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Is that a hickey, Lyka?"