BILLIONAIRE'S DESIRE

The sound of Laura's restless movements could be heard as she lay on her bed, her mind still reeling from what had just happened between her and Señorito Ian a few minutes ago.

She'd turn to the left, then to the right, and roll around, unable to settle down. Her heart was racing like it was going to burst out of her ribcage.

Her employer, Señorito Ian, had come home drunk and happened to be in the kitchen when she was getting a drink of water. He cornered her by the sink, grabbed her waist, lifted her onto the sink, and kissed her!

Even now, she could still taste the sweetness of his kiss.

"Stop, Laura!" she told herself, trying to shake off the feelings she couldn't quite process.

What did Señorito Ian mean by his actions? Why did he kiss her? she wondered.

The feeling was familiar, like her heart was skipping beats, filled with excitement and joy – emotions she thought she'd only experience with her husband.

She jumped out of bed, feeling like a teenager, despite being 22 and married!

She was alone in the servant's quarters, so she let her excitement show.

But what she was feeling was crazy – she should only feel this way with her husband.

The thought sent shivers down her spine, and she realized she was committing a sin.

She snapped back to reality, remembering her morals and fear of God.

"I'm sorry, Aaron, my love..." she whispered to herself, turned off the light, and lay down, trying to sleep and forget the brief moment of sin.

Laura didn't know how long she'd been asleep when she was awakened by the creaking of her bed. She was facing the wall but knew someone was sitting on her bed.

Oh God, please don't let anything bad happen to me...

She was scared it might be Kanor, the family's driver, who she suspected had feelings for her.

She gasped when a hand touched her lips, gentle as a feather.

She squeezed her eyes shut as she felt the person's breath on her face. She opened her mouth to scream but heard the voice.

"Even in the darkness, Laura, you're still beautiful..."

She couldn't mistake the voice – it was Ian in her room!

Ian's hand was caressing her face, and she didn't know how he knew her position in the dark room.

"I know you're awake, Laura..." Ian's sexy baritone voice seemed to promise wonderful things as he did something in her dark room.

"Ian, don't do this to me... Stop tormenting me..."

Her protest turned into a moan when Ian expertly massaged her breast.

"I-Ian..."

"Yes, Laura?" He was teasing her, giving her immense pleasure.

"Stop, please..." she begged, trying to stop his hand.

When he stopped and removed his hand from her blouse, Laura regretted protesting.

She was gasping for breath, and Ian could hear it.

He didn't know what he was doing in the maid's room, but he couldn't deny his curiosity about the softness of her skin and the sweetness of her lips.

Laura asked him to leave, saying "If I've committed a sin, I ask for forgiveness... Please leave."

Ian's pride was hurt, and he couldn't help but react. "What did you say?!"

He wanted to laugh in frustration because for the first time, someone had rejected him!

Him?! Rejected?!

Who would reject an Ian dela Paz?!

She just did, dela Paz. Laura just did...

Because of his frustration and wounded pride, combined with the effects of the alcohol and attraction to the beautiful woman, he couldn't control himself.

He reached for the table lamp and turned it on, casting a soft, dim light in the room, revealing the beautiful sight before him.

Because of his bold move earlier, Laura's loose clothing had gotten disarranged, exposing the side of her breast.

Laura quickly fixed her clothes when she saw the burning desire in Ian's eyes. He was looking at her like she was a masterpiece created by Fernando Amorsolo himself.

Laura tried to sit up and squeeze to the side, but Ian was too quick. He grabbed her hands and pinned her down, straddling her.

The man on top of her was big and tall, but surprisingly, her small body could bear his weight.

"Say you don't want me here, Laura!" he growled at her.

She wanted to speak, but her throat was dry. In an unconscious move, she bit her lower lip and licked it to moisten it.

Ian gritted his teeth when he saw what she did. He knew Laura wasn't inviting him, seeing the fear in her small face, but he couldn't help himself as his desire surged like water bursting from a dam.

His earlier restraint was gone, and he wanted to break free from his tight pants and enter a place that wasn't his to claim!

"W-what's that?!" Laura's eyes widened beneath him. Perhaps his clothes weren't a barrier for her to feel his arousal.

He released her hands and propped himself up on his elbows, not removing his lower body from hers.

"Which one, Laura?" She swallowed hard and didn't answer, so he moved his hips, pressing himself against her.

"Stop it, or I'll scream!" she threatened, making him laugh loudly.

"Didn't you ask what that was?" He met her eyes before looking down at his lower body.

When he looked back at Laura, he smirked.

"N-no! G-get out!" There was a plea in Laura's voice, making him pause and be serious.

He got off her and stood up, grabbing the blanket and throwing it at her face.

"I don't know what game you want to play, Laura, but I'll make sure I win the game you want to play!"

He was sure of what he saw earlier – the burning desire in Laura's eyes. He didn't know why she rejected him.

He turned to leave, but Laura's words made him stop.

"I thought you were him, but you're not!" She sobbed. "Because my husband will never be like you!"

Husband...

The last two words echoed in Ian's mind.

He turned around, his eyes piercing Laura.

"I want you out of this house! Now!" He pointed at her. "Now!!!"

His anger rose because he had just discovered she was married!

He was furious because he couldn't accept that someone had come before him!