Victoria The Billionaire's Maid

RIA's

go and I could soak my aching feet. I was on my fifth

s what I thought anyways. I didn't blame him and I often felt

in the middle

ome to several conclusions: Mr. Reigns was smart, respectable, kind and with the combination of his dark brown ha

y for her since she had no other likable qualities, she was also drop-dead g

wing apart. It was in my opinion, for whatever that was worth, the best thi

maid for her opinion anyways. I had plenty of

rty-year-old employer that a man in his position in the community should not spend

the vases on the tables outside of the master suite, but I knew that if I w

with those incredibly sexy eyes of his. With a sigh at that thought, I fini

ng the banister was the master suite. I hadn't seen any sign of Mr. R

se supervisor Karen to wait for the doors to be ope

didn't want to wake the sleeping lion with a hangover; he was prone to hotheaded outbursts when he was under a lot

w them closed. I wanted to finis

I hadn't been able to get in there until the end of my s

oice. "Please listen to me and hear me this time. I

e to school or worked twelve hours out

ts while you were, does not give you the right now to ta

was talking to Mrs. Reigns. It wasn't the first time that I'd heard him tell he

As I had that thought, the cell phone in my pocket vibrated w

yfriend, Jason. I clicked open the messag

king and I've decided that maybe we need to take a break. Maybe taking some time apart will help us decide if we want to move forward with this, or maybe we'r

he mean

hell wa

rules when you

ee othe

nside ourselves and try to decid

also acting like I knew there were problems. I had

A single tear slid down my face. I was surprised

hink this relationship is worth more than

t have waited? A steady stream of tears had begun to make

ided myself on my ability to always main

attering uniforms were clean and starched and ironed... yet here I stood in

n I heard the crack of the door opening. I didn't mean to

ce yet and now I was not only crying at wo

could kick Jason'

ctor

igns was looking at me with

sniveling idiot in his hallway, it made me dissolve into a torr

two-foot-tall priceless vase that

r. Reigns," I s

ing to go pull my

ria, please." He

ice how the green of the shirt he wore matched t

tly shaped brown eyebrows were drawn together in

like an idiot. He put his hand on my arm

ch down my arm, causing my hand and fingers to

ouching me was that he found me crying in the

ng, Vicki

with me, let's

He was trying to steer m

enough to make him stop a

just go down to the staf

l forgive me." He smiled slightly

al..." He let the slight s

ace and his full lips framed a set of the