The passion had stopped about four hours ago, but Samantha's eyes were wide open, looking at someone intensely.

Ryder Hayes

The age gap between Ryder and herself was massive. He was thirty-two and was off limits while she was just twenty, still young and in her prime. Ryder had graduated with first class in Harvard University; He's a part-time lecturer and a billionaire to top it all up while she had only her high school certificate to show.

One sure thing was that...She felt intimidated by his presence as a whole.

Was it even right to look at him for too long?

What would everyone else say when the news spreads that she's his sex mate?

Sex mate!!, Samantha's head banged at the name.

If only she hadn't met Ryder, maybe she would have been better off living with her stepfather, Billy.

Speaking of Billy, She had no idea in the world what was happening to her brother Ethan. Was he doing well? Billy wasn't someone to take care of people that was why he sent her away in the first place.

Oh! Poor Ethan, she cried in her heart. When she was fifteen, her mum told her that she was getting remarried; although she didn't like the idea, Ethan made everything smooth cause he joined the family less than a year later. Her mum was pregnant before the marriage.

As Ryder slept his hands were around her possessively.

Each time he turned he would pull her closer to his groin till there was no more space between them or till Samantha complained.

"This isn't what I want, "She whispered.

His breathing was steady and slow, it wasn't like some hours ago when he reached his climax.

Her phone buzzed from under the pillow where she had tucked it before they started. She quickly took the phone snoozing the alarm.

That's it, it was time for her to sneak to her room without attracting anyone.

She sighed before using her hands to search for her clothes but found none. She tried pulling away from Ryder's grip, but he was holding on to her just too tight.

"Ryder!!"She called, trying not to make too much noise, but he didn't answer.

"Hey I have to get back to my room, Ryder." shaking him violently.

"What do you want?"He asked in a cold voice that made Samantha doubt if he was even sleeping in the first place.

"I have to go to my room. It's almost time," She said gently not daring to look back at him.

His hands still wrapped around her waist, his hands firm and his face cold.

"Time for what?"

"The maids have extra cleaning to do today," She answered, trying not to move under him.

Ryder stayed still for a minute, contemplating if he should let her go or cuddle more, but Samantha wasn't giving him much of a choice, which provoked him.

One minute, Samantha was on the bed wrapped in his arms like she would break if he let her go, while in the next minute, she was at the far edge of the bed where he had angrily kicked her.

"Oh, "Samantha half yelled, trying to stop her tears while she was in serious pain.

"Go on, we don't want anyone seeing you when you leave."He told her coldly before turning his back on her.

Where she had fallen was, luckily, where he had dumped her clothes the night before,e, so she just hastily pulled them over her body with shaky hands.

******

Hot thick tears rolled down her eyes as she collapsed on her bed. She had scraped her elbow, palm, and kneels when she fell.

The night before, he had held her delicately that she felt a bit better, only for him to return to his cold attitude when he was done using her.

The small bell in her room started ringing continuously indicating that it was time to wake up.

"God! Can you just make everyone disappear, especially these maids," She said, her voice audible than before.

She was only intimidated by Ryder and not the household; to everyone, she was just a troublemaker.

Samantha had to freshen up quickly before going downstairs with a killer frown on her face.

Other maids just walked past her while those who wanted to make friends with her greeted and she answered just the same way.

Before she got to the maid's quarters, they were already arranged and ready to start working.

"Look who's here, "One of the maids called.

Samantha turned to look at the face but wasn't surprised at who she saw. Hailey had some sort of history with Ryder. Some say she used to be close to Ryder's ex-girlfriend. Some say she used to work for Ryder's late parents making her the oldest staff.

"Okay, since we're all here, I'll just call out the names and give straight instructions. No need for long talks, "Madam Charlotte, the head maid, said, getting everyone's attention.

After the distribution and instructions, Samantha and Hailey happened to be cleaning the garden together.

"For Christ's sake, can someone explain to me why I have to be in the same place with this thing, "Hailey screamed the moment she saw Samantha coming her way with her broom. She hated Samantha the most because she always challenged her.

We were doing just fine before you came along bitch. Ryder was mine; she said to herself, still looking at Samantha.

"Hailey, please, I don't want to be stressed on a Saturday morning; just do your job."Madam Charlotte cautioned before walking away.

"I smell dead rats," Samantha said before she started sweeping.

"Oh God, I wonder what that smell is, "She continued.

Hailey kept staring at Samantha as she kept sweeping with eyes that could kill then an idea popped into her bead.

"My mouth and back ache so much," She started stretching her back. She walked to a nearby bench, sat on it, and crossed her legs.

"Last night was so fun," She giggled, trying to get Samantha's attention, but she gave her none.

"I never knew Ryder still had that rich scent on him. Oh! His dick was the best part,"

Samantha stopped for a moment after hearing her talk.

He would never bring himself to that bitch's level, and last night I was the one with him, you fool, she shouted within herself.

"Am sure you must have heard us last night since your room was close to his, "She was saying.

"No, I didn't. Are you sure you weren't having a wet dream about your boss?"Samantha asked her nonchalantly.

Hailey fumed with anger then scoffed.

"Look who's talking. Am not as cheap as you are, you rotten thing."She said walking towards Samantha.

"Speaking of cheap, the moans I heard last week when those guards were screwing you were on another level. I swear," Samantha said.

One look at Hailey and Samantha was at the point of breaking with laughter.

"Stop laughing!!"She yelled, but Samantha kept laughing, which only fueled Hailey's anger. Hailey looked around slowly making sure that no one was watching.

The next thing she did left Samantha's face hot and red.