Chapter 48 A Time To Sin II

“Such a nice room you have here.” He uttered this and turned to the maid, who was standing by the doorpost. She seems to be wary of the man in her room. Well, no maid trusts a male boss because a man’s dick does not care who you are. Maid or no maid, when the dick is up for business, it plies into the most available hole. “Scared of me?” he asked. “No.” The maid smiled and walked into the room. “I’m just waiting to know if I can help you with something.” Her voice was such a nice one. An English maid with such a pretty voice would be good in bed. He inhaled and dropped the glass of wine in the drawer in the room. “Are you native, or were you?” “I’m native.” She was quick with her response, but she doesn’t seem naïve. “Do you want to talk about England?” What an interesting person! She was ready to entertain him with words. What else is he up for? They can start with that, as long as he is concerned. “English?” He raised his brows, and to make matters worse, he sat on the seat in