Page 28 of The Mafia's Desire

She sighed. She didn’t want to fight him, so she just nodded.

“Good girl.”

“Where will you be?” she asked.

“In my office. Dial two on the house phone to get to my office. One will get you to the kitchen.”

“When will you be back?”

“I’ll try to get back here for lunch, but I know my desk is probably buried under a ton of papers.”

Ethan wiped his hands on a towel before he walked over to her. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her. It was not a sweet, slow kiss. What he did was ravage her lips, and she gave as much back.

When he raised his head, he stared down at her.

She didn’t understand the expression on his face.

“I’ve got to go. I’ll lock the door behind me.”

“All right,” she said and watched him walk out. She exhaled when the bedroom door closed.

Her attention went to the bathtub, and she hurriedly turned it off before it went over the rim. She undressed and slid into the hot foamy water. She looked at the control panel, but it seemed so complicated she didn’t want to try to work the jets.

The water was enough. She used one of the towels as a headrest, closed her eyes, and relaxed. It was unlike any feeling she’d ever had before. She felt like a princess and knew she could get used to this very quickly.

She spent over an hour in the tub. She moved to the shower to get the suds off her and wash her hair. Thankfully, there was conditioner. If she didn’t have that, her hair would be impossible to brush.

Sara dried off and put on the shirt he gave her before looking for a hair dryer. After she finished drying her hair, she looked around the rooms, opening drawers and cabinets to familiarize herself with her new bedroom.

A knock on the door startled her.

“Who is it?”

“It’s Melinda, Miss. Mr. Harrison has a computer for you and a platter of food.”

Sara quickly opened the door and let the timid maid in.

“Hello, Melinda. Please call me Sara.”

“Oh, Mr. Harrison won’t let me be that forward. I can call you Miss Sara. How’s that?”

“That will work.”

Melinda put the large tray down and handed her the small laptop. “Mr. Harrison has an account set up for you, and you’re supposed to get anything you want. All you have to do when you’re finished is push the ‘buy’ button. If you have questions, there’s a maid in the kitchen who’s good with computers.”

“I think I can handle it, but it’s good to know there are resources here,” Sara said.

“Is there anything else you’d like?”

“Not at this time. Thank you, Melinda.”

“You’re welcome. Dial one on the phone, and you’ll get to the kitchen. That’s where I’m usually at.” She stopped at the door. “I’m glad you’re here. The house and family needed a woman to liven it up.”

“I’ll do my best.”

Sara watched the maid lock the door and then close it behind her. It was nice to know at least one person accepted her. It was a beginning.

Chapter Fifteen

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