Chapter 1: THE POWERFUL MAN WHO OWNS THE HOUSE JUST CLAIMED ME AS HIS

I move carefully through the opulent dining room, balancing the heavy silver tray loaded with steaming dishes. My plain black maid uniform clings modestly to my body — high neckline, knee-length skirt, white apron tied neatly around my waist. At twenty-two, I’m still untouched in every way that matters. A few innocent kisses with my high school boyfriend years ago are the extent of my experience. No boy has ever touched my breasts. No fingers have ever slipped between my thighs. I’m the good girl. The virgin maid working her way through college.

But ever since...