Stay, Must Stay!

With his tongue pressed against his mouth's wall and a mischievous smirk, James got his face closer to Delilah. She was widening her blue eyes at him adorably. As if to kiss, James looks so seductive and sexy. Delilah spontaneously covered her mouth with one hand that was not holding the fork.

"Why? Your mouth stinks, huh!" sneered James while raising an eyebrow. He chuckled then let go of Delilah's arms. His hands even stroked Delilah's hair that loose and slightly damp.

"Finish your meal! After that, wash your face and go to sleep!" said James giving orders as he got up from the couch. Delilah was still glued to her place with one hand covering her mouth and another holding her fork.

She stepped on her conscious mind when James walked into the bedroom and closed the door. While swallowing, Delilah tried to process what she was experiencing before.

"He is a strange man! Huff, what should I do?" she sighed, letting out a heavy breath. While lightly stroking her still sore butts, Delilah followed James' orders to finish dinner without any leftovers. After being packed, Delilah is now confused about where to sleep.

"I'd better brush my teeth thinking what to do. Well, just like that!" Delilah murmured. She cleared the plate and intended to take it out of the room. But when Delilah opened the door, a maid bowed her and took the plate to take back to the kitchen.

"Thank you," Delilah said with a friendly smile.

"You're welcome, Miss. Good night," replied the waiter politely. Delilah was half-stunned to see the maid. Previously when she went inside the mansion, she didn't see any maids. She never knew that there were women in the building who she thought had only men.

Delilah closed the door and walked into the bathroom to brush her teeth. When she was inside, she was perplexed.

"Now, how should I clean my face? I don't even know where the toiletries are at all. Ah, why was I such a fool not to ask the maid earlier!" Delilah grumbled at her stupidity.

She walked around but dared not touch anything. There was no towels or other cleaners insight. Delilah had never been in a huge bathroom that twisted just because she wanted to brush her teeth.

"Oh… what should I do!" she grumbled more, holding her head in both hands. Delilah didn't realize she had spent a long time thinking and didn't know what to do.

"Ah, I'll use water. But how to turn on the faucet. There's no tap!" Delilah muttered now in front of the luxurious basin to clean her face. Earlier, she didn't even touch anything in the sink when she showered. Her hand then felt the sink, and the water came out as soon as she touched it. Delilah was startled and removed her hand out of the sink.

Delilah then touched it again, and the water sensor turned on. She understood then smiled. Delilah then tied a bit of her hair so it wouldn't cover her face when she washed her face. Having no toothbrush, Delilah only rinsed her mouth a few times until a few knocks on the door startled her.

"Candy, what are you doing in there? What took you so long!" shouted James from outside. Delilah looked away with her mouth still full of water. She then threw it away after realizing it a few seconds later. The knocking on the door stopped, but then the locked door opened, and James went inside.

Delilah was shocked but couldn't do anything when James went inside the bathroom.

"What are you doing here? Why is your face all wet?" James snapped at a flabbergasted Delilah.

"Y-you said to wash..." James nodded in understanding and cut off her words.

"So you brushed your teeth and cleaned your face?" Delilah shook her head. James frowned.

"Then what were you doing earlier!"

"Gargling!" James closed his eyes and sighed in exasperation.

"Why don't you ask me where are the towels and toiletries?" Delilah was silent and looked down, slightly embarrassed. James then took Delilah's wrist and showed her the drawers and closets that had all the necessities.

"You choose which brush you want. Everything is new. This facial cleanser, soap, and other toiletries. And this…" James opened the closet with all kinds of clean towels were there.

"Take this to dry your face!" James handed Delilah a clean, fragrant towel.

"Do you get it now?" Delilah had to nod slowly.

"Hurry up, I'm sleepy!" continued James again. Then he just walked out of the bathroom. Delilah didn't want to sleep with the man. Her bad feelings about James made Delilah prolong her activities.

Out of the bathroom, Delilah sneaked into the room. She deliberately did not go into the bedroom and chose to sleep on the couch. But before she lay down, James barged out with a scary look. He had waited too long for Delilah to come inside.

"I'm pissed off right now. Go to bed!" James ordered by pointing to his bedroom door.

"I can sleep here, Mr. J. I'm fine..."

"You still want to debate with me, Candy?" Delilah was scared to see James' face that didn't smile at all. James took Delilah's wrist and forced her into the room.

"Aahh... let me go... I don't want to sleep with you, Mr. J. Let me go!" shouted Delilah trying to wriggle free. But she could not compare her powerless wiggles to James' height and strength? James slammed the door as Delilah was in the room. He threw Delilah onto his bed.

But the girl did not give up. She got up with difficulty, and James again forced and pinned her. He pushed Delilah's legs and arms to stretch over her head.

"Do you want me to punish you again!" threatened James, and Delilah was quiet. Her eyes were blurry with tears and fear.

"Let go of me, Mr. J. I promise to pay your money!" Delilah said with a slight sob that kept coming out of her mouth.

"How?" Delilah thought fast and remembered something.

"I-I will work for you. How about I be a maid in your house? I can wash dishes. I can also cook," said Delilah giving him an offer. James frowned. He was still above her, and he grabbed her hand.

"How long do you think you'll be working here until you can pay me? The interest per day is 10 percent, Candy!" James reminded sarcastically.

"I will work day and night. I beg Mr. J. Don't hurt me!" Delilah began to cry and sob. James' brown eyes stared into Delilah's luring blue eyes, and he fell silent. The girl was starting to mute James and his anger.

James is not a patient person. He quickly gets rage. He doesn't hesitate to kill if he's aggravated. Thus, Delilah had made him mad many times, and James did not want to hit or hurt her.

'This is weird. There's something wrong with me,' James muttered under his breath.

"I don't need a new maid," James answered shortly, still looking at Delilah beneath him. James jerked off his grip and straightened his back. He seemed to be sitting on Delilah's thighs, glancing to the left and thinking.

For some reason, James didn't want to do the things he used to do to the women in his bed with Delilah. His mad desire that he had seemed to have faded somewhere. James then got up and walked out of the room, leaving Delilah perplexed.

James stopped in front of the bedroom door and massaged his temples. He took his phone from his pocket and dialed Jayden.

"You called me? I thought it was midnight in Naples right now!" Jayden said as soon as the call connected.

"Jay, I can't sleep. There's something wrong with me!" answered James as he walked down another corridor to enter one of the guest rooms.

"What's wrong..." James sighed, and noble told the story.

"There's a girl..."

Delilah had been left in the luxurious room for more than two hours, and James didn't seem to be back. Delilah planned to lie down for a while and would only leave when James came back in. But it turned out that the bed was too comfortable and made her fall asleep instantly.