9. My Mistress

His shady eyes stared at me unblinking as his footsteps approached me. My feet froze in place, reluctant to move. What have I said? Should I say that I—

"Um... that's—" I gasped in surprise when his large arms grabbed my hips so that our chests were pressed together. His handsome face sedated me for a few seconds until I couldn't speak...

"Chit chat is that what you want to say," he said, his eyes falling on my lips. This strange feeling hit me. I tried to move to get away from him.

"Hey, I'm your boss... why... are you... presumptuous in doing this?" I stammered without emphasis or firmness. I should have gotten angry and pushed him hard or I should have kicked two of his balls but...but his gaze intimidated me...

"In the hotel and during working hours, you are the boss, but outside the hotel and working hours, there is only you as a woman and I as an adult man. Explain the word lucky. Do you feel lucky too?"

This man was so bold as to touch me a second time. He didn't think abou