LAYLA

I shuffled the pile of clean sheets in my arms and muttered to myself as I made my way through the twisting hallways of Del Morinos magnificent pack house.

Even though being a maid wasn't exactly one of my dream jobs, at least I didn't have to put up with the women he usually walks around with tonight.

I guess they are minor triumphs.

I didn't actually like Del Morino's presence even though he was

handsome and will have any kind of woman drooling over him.

I stopped outside the door to his room while balancing the linen on my hip.

I could see him leaning over his desk...