Domineering Billionaire’s Maid(BDSM-Erotica)

As Edward and I play pool in our penthouse, I can feel the weight of the pool cue in my hand and hear the balls colliding. However, I’m occupied with Alice’s thoughts, causing me to lose the game.

“I’m winning from you for the first time.” Edward’s delightful squeal fills the air as he skillfully sinks his seventh ball into the pocket.

“You’re winning because I’m letting you win, bro.” I reply, bending down to set my cue stick.

As Alice’s words ring in my head, I sink one of Edward’s balls by accident.

“Yeah! I won.” Edward whoops with joy, and I just smile at him.

He doesn’t know his happiness is my genuine victory.

As my phone rings, the sound jolts me from my thoughts. I shove my hand in the pocket and pull the phone out.

A smile spreads across my face as I glance at the caller ID, revealing Alice’s name.

“I’m just coming, it’s an important call.” I excuse myself and come to the poolside.

“Hello.” I answer the call with a smile still lingering on my lips.

She gets straight to the point. “I need you now.”

“Alice, I’m out of town. I’m sorry, I can’t come-”

Before I can finish my sentence, she hangs up on me. I frown and call her back, frustrated.

“Nobody has ever hung up on me like that, Alice.” I bristle as soon as she picks up the call.

“You’re out of town, you can’t come, and end of the conversation.” She replies in a curt tone.

“Alice, why-”

My frustration rises as, once again, she ends the call without listening to me.

If she’s stubborn, I’m even more stubborn than her. I call her once again.

“Why are you calling me again and again, sir?” She yells at me over the phone.

“Because I want to talk to you, Alice-”

As she disconnects my call for the third time, I lose control and hurl my phone on the floor in anger. “Why is this woman testing my patience?”

‘Alexander, you’re forgetting that you promised yourself to control your temper. For her sake, you must keep your anger in check and never shout at her.’ As my mind reminds me, I take a deep breath to compose myself.

I need to be patient to earn her forgiveness, and I’m certain that one day she’ll realize how truly remorseful I am for hurting her.

***

“Bro, how about we call it a day and head back home? I’m not feeling too well.” I fib to Edward, concealing my true intention of wanting to return home and meet Alice.

“I had a feeling something was off. That’s why you seemed so lost today. Why didn’t you tell me?” He questions.

“I didn’t want to spoil our Sunday.” As I tell him, he shakes his head in disbelief.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

“Let’s go.”

***

As we settle into the car, Edward takes the driver’s seat while I occupy the passenger seat beside him. A concern lingers in his eyes as he turns to me.

“Something seems to be bothering you, buddy. Care to share?” He asks, sensing my inner turmoil.

“Actually, there’s this deal that’s been weighing heavily on my mind.” I tell him.

This time, I didn’t lie to him because Alice’s deal is seriously driving me insane.

“I’m sure you’re gonna get that deal.” He starts the car.

‘Because of this deal only, I got the chance to win Alice’s heart.’ I gaze out of the car window, a smile etched on my face.

***

Upon reaching home, I head straight to Alice’s room.

I step into the room without knocking and find Alice sleeping with an angry pout on her face, which brings a smile to my face.

“Adorable.” This word automatically slips out of my mouth as I approach her.

“Perhaps she’s yelling at me in her dream as well.” I chuckle, murmuring.

As I lean down and peck on her pout, her eyes flutter open, and she wraps her arms around my neck and gives me a warm smile, forgetting about her anger for a second.

My soul feels relieved because I’ve missed her smile so much.

She moves away from me, slightly pushing me away as she realises she is still mad at me.

“What are you doing in my room, sir?” She frowns, sitting up.

Ah, my fierce tigress Alice has returned.

“Did you forget you called me here?” I stand straight and inquire, folding my arms across my chest and arching my brows at her.

“I called you three hours ago.” She retorts, her frustration evident.

“Well, it took me three hours to reach you because I was out of town.” I tell her.

“Whatever!” She shrugs her shoulders, rolling her eyes.

If she were still submissive to me, I would have taught her a lesson for her misbehaviour.

Keep your domineering personality aside, Alexander. You don’t have to make her submissive; you need to win her heart.

“Well, now I don’t need you. You can leave.” She declares, pointing towards the door.

A smirk curves my lips, and I lean closer to her, causing her brows to furrow.

“However, now I need you, Alice.” As I whisper in a husky tone against her lips, my breath caresses hers. In response, she closes her eyes.

A smug smile graces my face. I just love the way my proximity affects her.

I straddle her and capture her lips in a passionate kiss, and she runs her fingers through my hair and reciprocates with equal passion.

In a whirlwind of desire, our clothes scatter to the floor. The room fills with our moans and groans as we lose ourselves in the heat of the moment.

“Sir, please, fast…” she pleads, her voice dripping with sexual frustration. She yearns for a faster pace because I deliberately maintain a tortuously slow rhythm.

I’m on top of her, and she struggles under me because I clench her thighs against the mattress so that she can’t move.

Every action is intentional.

“Sir… please…” she cries out, her frustration reaching its peak.

“First, Alice, you must explain to me why you desire a physical relationship with me when you’re so furious at me.” As I demand, she glares at me and pushes me away with all her strength, consumed by anger.

“Because I can’t stay away from you, sir, even though you’ve shattered me. To keep my heart from breaking down again, I devised this deal so that I can remain with you without expectations.” She shrieks at me before bursting into tears, and a sharp pang of guilt engulfs me.

I’m in great remorse for hurting her.

“I despise myself for still yearning for you. I wish you weren’t a monster or I would have never fallen in love with you.” She sobs, seeking solace by resting her head on my chest.

My heart aches, my chest becomes heavy with pain, and tears cascade down my cheeks after witnessing her condition.

“I’m sorry, Alice.” I apologize, my voice trembling as I envelop her in a comforting embrace.

However, she shoves me away.

“Just go from here, please.” She implores, her moist eyes filled with sorrow, fixed upon me.

“Alice-”

“Please, go.” She begs, tears streaming down her face.

I rise from the bed and wear my clothes with a heavy heart while she weeps, hiding in the comforter.

“I promise you, Alice, I will mend your broken heart.” I murmur with a mixture of remorse and determination before departing from the room.