A/n:requested by voni-chan ^3^

My eyes gazed at the clock,checking the time one more time.

I quickly wore my black stockings,before slipping my feet inside some black shoes.

I straighten the white apron that was wrapped around my waist,checking the french maid outfit in the mirror.

I exited my little room,walking down the long hallway towards a long marble staircase.

"Mr.Schmidt will wake up at any moment.Is his breakfast ready?"

I asked the chef the moment I stepped inside the kitchen,resting my hands behind my back.

The chef,without saying anything,handed me a large tray with his breakfast.

I thanked him and carefully held the tray in my hands.

It was heavy,as I also needed to make sure not to slip and fall on the marble floor.

It happened lots of times in the past.

Mike Schmidt.

That guy was swimming in money.

Having a house in every state.

Mansions everywhere.

A huge mansion for only one person,even though all the staff were staying in the same mansion as well.

He was kind enough for that.

After reaching his bedroom,I could hear him ringing the little bell,making me roll my eyes.

The white large door was slightly open,so I used my hip to push it open.

"Good morn-"

"You are late."

His words interrupted me,making me slightly clench my jaw as I gave him a smile.

Smile (Y/N),just smile.

"I have been informed at a late note that you were awake,sir."I approached his large king size bed with the silk royal blue bedsheets."Your breakfast."

I set it on his lap,as his arms were crossed.

"If this happens again,you are out."

I slightly bowed apologetically,earning a huff from him.

"Clean around my room,and when I am finished take the tray."

I was smiling outside,but inside i was cursing his existence.

We are taking care of you,at least be nice.

Having my little duster,I started dusting off his furnitures,opening the large windows as well that were leading to a balcony.

With a rag I started wiping and cleaning the surfaces.

I will make them so clean that you can see your shitty face on it.

I thought with a huff,moving the rag towards the mirror that was in front of his bed.

I moved the rag around the surface,looking at myself.

For a second I stopped,as my eyes focused on him from the mirror.

He was eating his breakfast with a small smile,reading the newspaper.

His blue eyes were reading through,making me notice that he was wearing his fluffy robe.

With a small blush I looked away,softly clearing my throat.

God damnit,again this feeling.

I was getting annoyed at this point,not knowing how to handle those love/hate feelings towards him.

It has been a year already and I barely know anything about him in a personal level,let alone him knowing anything about my pitiful existence.

The sound of him spitting made me gasp,snapping me out of my thoughts as I looked back at him.

"What's wrong sir?"

He was holding a glass with juice,a disgusted look was on his face.

"What's this?" He asked with annoyance,as he looked towards me.

I clenched the rag under my fingers,seeing his intense eyes were looking at me.

"Your orange juice s-"

"Is it freshly squeezed or you were lazy and poured orange juice from a card box?"

"But I didn't-"

My stuttering didn't help my case,as he was also interrupting me.

"I don't want fucking excuses."

Then,he splashed the juice on the marble floor next to his bed.

"Clean it.You maid me really angry now."

He chuckled and i frowned as i was gripping on the rag,approaching the spot with the spilt juice.

I got on my hands and knees,dragging the rag around the white floor,as the rag soaked the juice and my hands were getting sticky.

"Hey,while you are at it,I think I dropped something and it went under the bed,check if it is something there."

I glared at him,and he was sipping his coffee.

I hope you choke on it.

I rolled my eyes,looking underneath the bed.

"There is something actually."

With a hand reach i couldn't grab it.

I huffed,squeezing slightly under the bed and grabbing the object.

Fluffy.

Maybe they are his slippers.

I was about to back away,but I couldn't move.

"Oh fuck."

"Did you say anything?"

I frowned."Yes,I said fuck!Because I am stuck!"

I could hear him groaning,as the bed slightly moved.

"I have to do everything by myself!"

I was about to question the angry man,but a pair of large hands rested upon my waist.

I widened my eyes,my cheeks were getting a heavy red blush.

He tried pulling me from my hips as he also tried to ease my back,that was pressed against the bed,with his long fingers.

But every time he was pulling me back,my bottom was making contact with his crotch.

And I knew very well,that when he is wearing his robe,he has nothing underneath.

I was clenching the slippers with all my might,biting my bottom lip and feeling the sweat down my neck.

No,no,control yourself.

Don't lose yourself from that,you are stronger than this!

"Fucking damnit!Move yourself more!Push back on me!"

He softly huffed,making me blush more from embarrassment.

(Y/N) you pervert freak.

Maybe I am enjoying this way too much.

I shook my head,trying to get myself back in reality.

I moved my body back,feeling my spine a bit sore as the impact against his crotch was harder every time i pushed myself back on him.

He softly groaned,but i didn't know if it was from anger or pleasure.

Obviously anger,he is a grumpy cat 24/7.

I pushed my hips back again,finally getting myself out.

Though he didn't see it coming,and he stumbled back as his hands were on my waist,gripping me close as I was sitting on his crotch.

I felt my heart was racing and about to explode,gripping on his slippers with a heavy breathing.

He scoffed,getting me off him as I felt my butt was touching the cold marble floor.

I managed to stand up,as he snatched the slippers off my hands

I lowered my head,mostly to hide my blushing face.

"Dust yourself off and get my bath ready before you leave." He softly grinned,holding back a chuckle.

I rolled my eyes,suddenly feeling the embarrassment going away.

Those puns of yours.

I nodded,making my way towards the bathroom that was in the same room.

I collected the shampoos,the scents to fill the bath with bubbles as well as some candles.

I noticed the lighter near the sink,lighting up the vanilla scent one.

I let the faucet running so the bath tub will be filled.

I was on my knees,mixing the scents in the water with my hands creating bubbles,making me sigh.

My reflection on the water was slowly disappearing from the bubbles as I sat back for a bit.

Why.

Why out of all the people.

Him.

This is not fair.

I don't want this one sided love.

One sided love mixed with hate feelings too.

The bathroom door opened,making me quickly to stand up and wipe my wet hands on my apron.

"The bath is rea-" I didn't complete my sentence as I slightly yelped,gazing away covering my eyes with my hand.

"Why are you like this?"

"Is it natural for you to walk inside the bathroom naked while someone else is inside?"I said with a huff,and obviously blushing.

"You act as if you haven't seen a naked man before."

I gasped,looking at him with a frown."That's not true!"

But then i remembered and covered my eyes again.

He chuckled.

"Acting like a fucking virgin."

"Hey!"

My hands turned into fists,as his footsteps were getting closer.

"Go and clean the dishes.I am finished with my breakfast."

I nodded,bowing slightly before I quickly rushed outside.

I closed the door,exhaling deeply.

I walked towards the bed and grabbed the tray,walking outside of his room.

After some moments he walked downstairs,fixing the black tie around his neck.

"Heading off sir?"

I asked,not looking at him as I was dusting off a large vase.

"Yes,I will be back at evening,make sure my dinner is ready and served on the table for me."

He grabbed his briefcase,taking his jacket too as he walked towards the entrance.

I shyly looked over towards his direction,hearing the doors were slowly closing.

I sighed,wanting to stuck my head inside the big vase.

Damnit,damnit,damnit!

Why do you have to be my boss and an asshole at the same time?

I felt my feet were taking me back to my room,closing and locking the door.

I let my body fall on my small bed,curling up.

What should I do?

What do you do when you love and hate someone at the same time?

Should I straight out tell him or not?

Thoughts were circling around my head,making me frown as I pressed my face against the pillow with a groan.

But the moment my eyes closed,memories from the first days in the mansion came running in my head.

I was carefully moving my duster along his antique objects.

I was hoping and praying to go through all of them without breaking something.

I was so focused that I didn't even notice him being behind me.

"(Y/N)."

I slightly shrieked,jumping as i turned around,making a white vase with deep blue decoration to fall down.

It broke on the marble floor,making me cling the duster.

"I am so sorry!I will clean it right away!"

I got on my knees,not looking at him as I started picking up the large pieces.

I heard him sigh,making me feel awful.

I really felt from that sigh how disappointed he was.

He lowered himself on the floor,as I stared at the broken pieces.

"That vase was a Chinese antique worth millions of dollars,gifted to me to one of my birthdays."

I felt tears building up,but his chuckle made me look up at him confused.

"I never really liked it.The person that gifted it to me was such a show off."

I slightly smiled,feeling a bit relieved.

But his hands gently grabbed mine,but I quickly pulled them away.

"You have broken so many things,by now you should at least know not to pick up the broken pieces with bare hands."

I lowered my head embarrassed,since it was true as it was the tenth time this week.

"You will learn,and once you do,don't expect me to go easy on you."

I slightly pouted,but his fingers gently grabbed mine,as I noticed a small cut on my palm.

I didn't even notice it until now.

"I came prepared." He chuckled,pulling out from his pocket a small bandaid and a napkin.

He gently wiped the blood from my palm,making me slightly to blush.

He placed the bandaid along the cut,smiling slightly.

"There.Now wear some gloves and clean it."

"Thank you sir.Thank you for giving me chances and not firing me."

He ruffled my hair,making me blink as he stood up.

I watched him walk away with his hands inside his pockets.

That moment I felt my heart was beating faster against my chest.

My cheeks were getting warm as I clung my dress.

"Fuck."

That was all I could mumble out of my trembling lips.

I opened my eyes again,now i was staring at the ceiling.

A heavy sigh escaped my lips,feeling the heat in my body was returning.

The blush on my cheeks returned,remembering those small moments that he would make my legs melt under his touch,words or even stares.

Those blue piercing eyes.

That smile,and he rarely smiled.

That arrogance of him.

The way he would spit out swear words.

His voice.

My teeth tugged at my bottom lip,clinging at my skirt.

(Y/N) please don't.

But I couldn't control myself.

He was driving me crazy again.

My trembling hand sneaked towards my shirt and slowly lifted it up,feeling the heat on my body was getting worse.

~~

His sorry rich ass was getting late.

It was past midnight,and everyone who is in the house has gone to sleep.

I waited for the sole purpose of him seeing me serving him dinner,and then i would vanish into my room.

It has been a long day,and i just wanted to curl up on my bed and sleep.

The doors opened,hearing his shoes were echoing in the silent mansion.

I stood up from the chair,straightening up my dress as i rested my hands behind my back.

He walked inside the dining area,relaxing his tie around his neck as he stopped once his eyes landed on me.

"(Y/N)?Why are you still awake?"

I showed him the table with the food.

"Your dinner,sir."

He slightly smiled,gazing at the floor for a second as he placed his briefcase and jacket on the couch,before slowly walking towards me and the table.

"You should have gone to sleep."

"I will sir,once i serve you."

He took a seat,not saying anything more as he looked at the dish in front of him.

I walked towards the kitchen,taking a wine glass and also a bottle of Rosé wine.

I placed the glass next to his plate,watching him eat as i poured the liquid inside the glass.

"Thank you."

He gently took the glass in his fingers,inhaling the scent of the wine with a smile as he took a sip.

"Now if you excuse me,i will retreat myself in my bedroom for the night.Good night sir."

I slightly bowed my body and then started walking away.

"(Y/N)?"

His voice called out my name,making me stop.

"Come and sit with me.I would really love some company."

I froze,but also i could feel my legs were melting.

This wasn't supposed to happen,this never happens!

With a small smile,i turned around,walking back towards him.

"Sit."He said,gesturing to the chair across him.

I hesitantly took a seat,nervously rubbing my wrist.

"How was your day (Y/N)?"

I blinked confused,looking up at him.

"What."

"How was your day?"

"It was,fine.Yours sir?"

"Oh,you know."He sighed,taking the glass of wine in his hands."Same shit different day."

He sipped the wine and i just nodded.

"But,tell me,how are you?Are you feeling alright?"

"Sir,where are you getting at?"I looked over to him,slightly gripping my dress.

"Well,i can't ask how your day was or how are you?"

He slightly frowned,and i shook my head.

"You never do this."

He smiled as he was looking into my eyes and then looked back at his glass.

"Maybe i have a reason."

He stood up,as i was watching him walk towards my side.

"It is getting late sir."

I stood up,already having enough of his games.

"Why are you always running away from me (Y/N)?"

I swallowed hard,slightly biting my bottom lip.

"I don't understand you sir."

"Call me Mike,(Y/N),and look at me."

I huffed,gripping on the white apron on my dress.

I turned around as we were a few feet away from each other.

"Mike,i have had enough with those games you are trying to play.You are confusing my feelings towards you!"

The moment i said it,i wished someone could end me.

My (colour) eyes went wide,covering my mouth.

He,on the other hand,didn't react at all.

His lips were holding a small smile.

"You know,(Y/N),i like wine.Not as much as i love beer,but wine can be a nice wind down at the end of the night,relaxing you."

He slowly approached me,but walked past me.

I didn't move or look back.

"Women are like wine.Many kinds,and many types."I could feel his presence right behind me,feeling his breath was next to my ear.

"Different,fickle and mysterious.That's what i see in you."

From the corner of my eye i saw his hand with the glass of wine,moving it in front of my face.

"Taste it."

A heavy sigh escaped my dry lips,feeling my heavy heart was racing against my chest.

My fingers shyly reached for the glass,cupping his fingers as my lips touched the brim and slightly tilted  it.

The rosé liquid reached my mouth,swallowing it as i licked my lips.

"Bitter and sweet.Am i right?"

I nodded,as his body pressed gently against my back.

"That's how you are too.Bitter and sweet.Hate and love.Those feelings i have created and are confusing you,right?"

I swallowed hard,as my lips parted but said nothing.

He rested the glass of wine on the table,and his lips slightly pressed against my ear lobe.

"Opulent,velvety,and maybe a little fruity."He softly chuckled,as his hand brushed against my thigh slowly and teasingly.

My breath was caught in my throat,finding it hard to breathe.

"Mike."I mumbled out with a small stutter,but his hand kept moving along my leg and hip.

"You are as fine as a wine.Like this Rosé wine."

His lips traveled lower and towards my neck,softly kissing it as i tilted my head to the side with a sigh.

"I want to languidly inhale your aroma,sip you slowly and let my tongue linger your body,tasting you with such delight."

His long fingers were gently and slowly touching my thighs and hips as his lips were making my neck to shiver.

"You are my Rosé wine,(Y/N).Wanting you every night after a long hard day."

I was breathing heavily,but managed to snap out of these pleasurable thoughts,turning around to face him.

My cheeks were extremely warm,as his cheeks were dusted with a small pink blush.

"How should i know you aren't playing with me?Now you are like this but tomorrow you are not!"I looked up at him in the eyes,resting a hand on his torso.

He smirked,as i was feeling his fingers were wrapping around my wrist.

He lifted up my hand,placing a soft kiss on my palm,making my whole spine to shiver.

"I never played with you,i was just showing who i really am.An irritating and sometimes caring asshole."He smiled,making me chuckle."I could never toy with you.I actually always wanted you by my side.Because even after one glass,i can never get enough of you."

I felt his fingers were slowly intertwining with mine,holding my hand as his face appoached towards mine.

I was with widen eyes,feeling his soft lips were gently touching against mine.

The taste of his lips were like rivers of honey mixed with wine;so sweet but with a hint of bitterness.

Our lips danced along,feeling his arms were holding me closer as i slightly gripped on his button up shirt.

We slowly pulled away,as i softly bit his bottom lip tasting the wine once again.

"I don't know how i should feel."

I exhaled deeply,lowering my head slightly and pressing it against his torso.

His hand slowly caressed my hair.

"I will give you time,there is no point in rushing."

I blinked surprised,looking up at him.

"Really?"

He chuckled and nodded,his blue eyes were looking down at me making me blush.

I wrapped my arms around his neck,hugging him tightly.

"Thank you for being understanding."I mumbled,nuzzling my face against his neck.

I pulled myself away,only to feel my nose was pressing slightly against his.

We both blushed and laughed.

"I think we should call it a night."I said,fully pulling myself off his body,rubbing the back of my neck.

"Yeah,maybe we should."

Mike grabbed the wine and poured a little more in his glass.

"Another one?"

I asked as i was slowly walking away.

"Since the woman i adore as much as this wine isn't mine yet,i will have to compromise."He grinned,taking another sip before walking away."It is like,having another glass with an empty bed,or not having a second glass,but having a woman to fill up the empty space of your bed,tasting a delicacy greater than this liquid."

He chuckled as he showed the glass,and started walking towards the large marble staircase."Have a good night my dear (Y/N)."

My cheeks were the shade of deep red,as i was gripping on my skirt and trying to control my hormonal urges.

This man.

Damn you Schmidt.

I guess our nights will be busy from now on.