First night

Kylie's P. O. V

I was standing in front of the private elevator, wondering whether I should go up or not. It has been fifteen minutes since Mr. Stanley dropped me in front of the building. It took all my willpower to get inside the elevator and press the top button.

I checked the time on my mobile again, it was past 2 am. I hoped he was asleep already. The elevator door opened, I took a deep breath before stepping out of it. The living room was empty so I guess he had gone to bed already. I sighed in relief, but who knew how wrong I was?

"What took you so long?" brimmed a voice from my right making me jump out in fright. I looked in the direction from where his voice came and there he was sitting idly on the stool of what looked like a minibar.

"Oh God! you scared the hell out of me," I said placing a hand over my racing heart to calm it.

"Mark dropped you twenty minutes ago. What were you doing down there, pleasuring the guard?" he roared throwing the glass of whisky at me. I flinch