Trapped in the Underworld

I didn't want to show how nervous I was. I turned to answer, "Yes, sir?"

"Can you come clean my room?" he asked, and I knew there was something about that which didn't sit well with me.

"Huh?"

"Are you dumb or trying to act dumb? I'm sure my statement makes sense, so?" he said with a cocky attitude that only he could do.

I swallowed hard. "Sir, I'm on my break. Ms. Maya just..."

"Who is the boss here? Maya or I?" He was getting angry already, and I didn't want to anger him more, so I said, "You, sir."

"Now, come," he commanded, and I had no choice but to go ahead. He went inside first, and I followed him from behind.

Just before I could ask him a question, I felt my body being pushed to the door. Nicholas pressed himself on me. I let out a shocking gasp. "Sir?"

He smirked. "You think I was stupid? Don't mess with me, girl."

"What? What do you mean, sir?" I said, stuttering. Wait, did he hear my conversation with the guard? I just hope that isn't true, because I don't know what I'll do if that happens.

I swallowed hard and said, "What do you mean by that, sir?"

"What were you doing with the guard outside? Are you sleeping with him? Is that why you're in my house? Who gave you permission to hug him?" he asked.

"It's a harmless hug, sir. There's nothing between us," I tried to say, but his angry eyes made me feel on edge.

"You don't get to hug anyone when you work for me. This is an order. I don't want to ever see you having a conversation with that man. I'm sure you still want him alive, right?" He taunted, and my heart raced.

"Please don't hurt him! I beg of you... please don't do anything to hurt him," I pleaded with him, and he gave me a look of annoyance.

"Are you in love with him or something? You're pleading for him too," he growled at me.

Nicholas moved away from me, and I could finally breathe. What's wrong with him? Why is he acting weird? He paced around the room. Shouldn't he be with his girlfriend? Was he spying on me or something? Now he's acting weird. I don't understand this man. What is he up to now?

A lot of the maids go for a break, and I've seen some engage in conversations with the guards, so why is my own situation different? Why?

He hit the wall and said, "I don't want to ever see you with that man."

"What?" I asked in disbelief.

He glared at me. "Don't act dumb with me. I know you heard what I said, so don't mess with me, woman."

I swallowed hard. "But, sir... it's just..."

"Shut up!" He snapped. His deep voice resonated around the room.

"What are you doing to me, woman? What? I can't think straight anymore. You make me behave in ways I've never seen," he said this time around, calmer. He moved closer to me. He was standing right in front of me.

Nicholas held my face gently. "What is it about you that I can't take my mind off you?"

"I don't know what you're talking about, sir," I said quietly.

He shook his head and leaned in to place a kiss on my lips. I didn't see that coming, and I didn't push him away. I loved the kiss. Does that make me a fool? I don't know.

He used his thumb to rub my lips. "This thing here makes me go crazy. I always want to do this to you." He kissed me again and again, and I welcomed it. He bit on my lips for entrance, and I allowed him. The kiss was slow yet sensual. My heart was racing badly, but I was enjoying it.

Nicholas carried me up, and I didn't question him. His lips were still on mine as I felt my back hit the bed. He hovered over me and proceeded to kiss me more passionately. I was feeling a little guilty inside me. He has a girlfriend, my head screamed at me, but my heart wants this so badly.

He wasn't stopping for anything. Stop it, Amber! My head screamed, and I found the courage to speak up. "STOP!" I pushed him away from me. I ran off the bed. It felt like I was in a daze, and now my eyes are clear.

"This can't be happening. You can't continue to treat me like your whore. I can't do this," I said with a shake of my head. He got down too. "What are you talking about? You felt the connection too. You kissed me back, woman, so what are you talking about?"

My eyes were filled with unshed tears. "You have a girlfriend downstairs, and you are here doing this to me? What do you think it means? It means I'm a whore!" "I can't do this," I said with a shake of my head and ran out of the room.

Why does he keep confusing me? Why? Does he find joy toying with my emotions? Does he? I ran to my room and locked the door. I didn't even know if he followed me. All I needed was a safe place to protect my heart. I can't continue to punish my heart. I can't.

I've never felt this type of way with any man. I've never felt so confused in my life, but Nicholas made it so hard for me to understand myself. Am I falling in love with him? Is that what this is about? Am I falling in love with the mafia? Is that it?

What am I going to do now? I can't continue to stay here. I need to get out of this place as soon as possible. It's about time I join hands with the guard and his group. I want to be out of this place.