Chapter 2: Come to the room
"At your service, Master."
Without even introducing herself, Mia offered her services with a sweet smile. The simple phrase sent a charge through Jett, stiffening his shaft. Confidence swelled in his chest, letting him openly ogle his maid from head to toe.
Wrapped in a black-and-red maid dress, Mia blended elegance with raw sex appeal. A black choker hugged her throat, a deep boob window bared her cleavage and a skirt so short revealed the tempting gap between thigh‑high socks and velvet skin.
Jett's gaze kept drifting back to her scarlet eyes, dazzled by the beauty staring only at him.
She's way too gorgeous! No woman like her ever looks at me, yet she can't take her eyes off me!
Clenching his fists, Jett steadied his breathing. "Come to the room."
"Yes, Master." Mia stepped past him, stopped at the double doors, and gestured inside. "Shall I ready the bedroom first?"
The side view of her ample breasts made Jett question his own tastes. He nearly missed the question as his pulse hammered, shook his head, and guided her back into the dusty chamber where motes still swirled.
She's really listening to me... I might lose my mind.