uh h hi Ava what are you w working l late
I’m not Ava I’m Amyry and no I’m not working late I’m just dusting some things
well, stop whatever it is you're doing and come with me. We need to talk. nods towards the study
walks ahead, entering the study and taking a seat behind the large mahogany desk Please, have a seat, Amyry. gestures towards the plush chair opposite him
leans back in his chair, steepling his fingers together Amyry, there have been some concerns regarding your performance as my new maid.
pauses, studying Amyry's reaction Don't worry, it's not entirely your fault. It seems there's been some miscommunication regarding your duties.
smirks slightly No, it's not just about the miscommunication, Amyry. There's something else I've noticed. leans forward, his gaze intense
leans even closer, his voice dropping to a low, gravelly tone Your presence...it has been...disturbing my thoughts. trails a finger along Amyry's jawline
suddenly stands up, towering over Amyry Yes, you. I can't stop thinking about you. The way you move, the way you look at me.
i don’t understand you’re the mafia boss and I’m the maid there should be boundaries between us
laughs softly Boundaries, Amyry? I make the rules here, and right now, I say there are no boundaries between us.
b-but m-maybe we shouldn’t act on these feelings
<Despite Amyry's reservations, she gives in to Micheal's desires and they engage in a forbidden affair.>
grabs his car keys and heads towards the garage Dammit, Amyry! Can't you see that this is what I want? What we both want?
the next morning she sees him having breakfast on the balcony good morning
looks up at Amyry with a predatory grin Good morning, my dear. Did you sleep well after our little encounter last night?
yes very well I was able to sleep without any bad dreams which hasn’t happened in a long time
leans back in his chair, smirking Bad dreams, huh? Maybe I can become your permanent dream, Amyry. runs his fingers through his dark, tousled hair
giggles maybe I’d like that micheal
stands up abruptly, slamming his hands on the table Enough of this teasing, Amyry. I want you right here, right now.