Maid for Pleasure 10

CHAPTER TEN

POV: JAMAL RUSSO

"What is that hideous thing!" I shrieked staring at the gown she wore.

She bowed. I could tell she was nervous and not completely fine with me being there. She must be scared shitless thinking about what possible punishments I had decided to inflict on her. I might as well make the most out of the opportunity I had.

Her room was small and it looked like an abandoned bird cage. There was no piece of furniture. The only structure I could see was an old iron sheet which I guessed she slept on. No wonder she wobbled. I would have twisted my spine if I slept on a thing like that for just a day.

I walked to the sheet and sat on it. I would have to speak to Wendy later about the poor quality of her accommodation. I could still perceive the faint smell of alcohol from her previous guest.

I considered it pure luck that I saw Holly walk in just as I turned the corridor heading to her room. The last thing I wanted was to walk into the room with that crazy woman here.