Waiting for that jerk

Her body relaxed in the warm water, she didn't show any sign of waking up soon.

He took her sponge and added soap to it.

He was going to bathe her!

He gently rubbed her body with the sponge, careful not to wake her.

He wondered what she would say if she found out he had bath her, she would freak out for sure, at least he didn't take all her clothes off.

He washed her body properly when it was time for him to wash her down there. His face turned red, how could he do that he couldn't leave her in wet underwear.

He closed his eyes and unhooked her bra, threw it on the floor, he then removed her underwear in slow motion, she shifted inside the water, and he held his breath.

Thankfully she didn't wake up but he didn't dare open his eyes.

He laughed inwardly at himself, he couldn't believe he was afraid of seeing a particular woman's naked body. He knew if he saw her naked, he wouldn't be able to hold himself, so he had to close his eyes until he was done bathing her and wore her proper clothes.

He had seen tons of women naked without even batting an eyelid, he considered those women's bodies unattractive compared to his wife's. He hadn't seen her completely naked but just the part he had seen was enough to make him go crazy.

He slowly took his bare hand to wash her down there but stopped halfway, he couldn't do that, or else she would wake up and that was something he didn't want to happen.

He had to just soak a towel and then use it to gently wipe her forbidden fruit.

He did the same for her twin peaks.

The bath finally came to an end, he scooped her up from the tub and took her to the bedroom with his eyes still closed, thank goodness he was familiar with the room and could walk with his eyes closed.

His body tensed up at the sudden contact with her naked body not to mention the fact that her twin peaks were pressed tightly against his chest.

He gulped, mustered all the self-control he had, and tied her hair with a towel before laying her on the bed.

He took a robe and wore it on her, then he finally opened his eyes.

He stared down at the sleeping beauty, he felt like kissing her sexy lips, he held himself back and rushed to the bathroom to freshen up and to also calm his awakened member.

He spent a long time in the bathroom, just to cool his head off, he finally came out after his stomach growled, he had missed lunch and it was way past dinner time but he had to eat.

A frown appeared on his handsome face as soon as he entered the bedroom.

Where was the girl whom he had left on the bed?

He looked around the room but she was not there. 'she must have woken up, but where is she?.' He thought to himself.

He hurriedly wore casual clothes and headed downstairs.

Meanwhile, Calla who was sleeping woke up and noticed her hair was wet and she was wearing a robe.

The last time she checked, she had fallen asleep in the car and she was putting on a black dress then.

Who brought her from the car, showered her, and wore her a robe, without any underwear!

There was only one name that crossed her mind.

Davis Williams!

She would kill him if he was behind all this.

She looked around the room, he wasn't there.

She was about to stomp into his study which was a door away from their room when she heard sounds coming out of the bathroom.

'That jerk is in the bathroom, I will have to wait for him, he owes an explanation and it better be a good one.' She had said to herself.

She then realized she wasn't wearing any underwear, so she immediately dried her hair and had a change of clothing.

She wore her blue pajamas and sat down on the couch with an angry expression on her face, waiting for that jerk.

She waited for what seemed like forever, but he was still in the bathroom.

'What the hell is he doing in the bathroom, isn't it supposed to be ladies who spent much time in the bathroom?." She had thought to herself angrily.

Soon, her stomach grumbled, and that was when she realized she was hungry.

She sighed, she had to eat to be able to confront that jerk.

She went downstairs.

The look on the maids' faces told her that her guess was right, Davis had carried her from the car to the bedroom, if not, why else were they blushing so hard?

She ignored them and sat down on the table with a cold look on her face. The sooner she dealt with that jerk, the better.

Her expression immediately changed when Nina served her dinner.

Taco spaghetti with mango salsa and creamy Tuscan chicken with mashed potatoes. She looked at Nina with gratitude.

"You make me happy, Nina." She gave her a warm smile.

Nina responded shyly. "It was the master's idea."

Calla's jaw dropped, only three people in the world knew her food menu and Davis wasn't one of them, so how come he knew her food preference so well?

Even though she was a foodie, she loved eating good food and she also had allergies, so she was mindful of what she ate.

She didn't think it was a coincidence that ever since she got to the mansion, all the foods she ate were good for her health, someone must have told Davis about her allergies, but who? She wondered.

She suddenly felt a powerful presence around her, she turned around and saw the source. It was Davis Williams walking down the stairs with precise steps and he looked so damn hot in casual clothes.

She gulped, his gaze was on her and a smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

What was so funny? She wondered.

Her gaze on him turned cold, after remembering that he had violated her privacy by bathing her.

He noticed the change in her aura, she was no longer the happy girl that she was a few seconds ago when Nina served her dinner.

Now she looked like an assassin trying to scare its target.