Chapter 2

My honey laughs, “don't be silly little stuffed animal, you just have to clean the star room and that's it, go ahead and show yourself, maybe these are the ones you clean from now on.” I don't smile, I can't stop seeing that imposing mansion and I can't stop thinking that I didn't want to do this, I don't like dealing with that kind of people, my friend calls my attention, “there will be no one, you should leave that grudge against millionaires,” he raise his eyebrows, “who knows, you can make a heartthrob with one of them.”

I roll my eyes and I get out of the car so as not to listen to his madness, I take out my tools, “I love you my little dog, clean up the house well,” right away he starts and leaves me standing there in front of that house. I take a long sigh and fill myself with courage to clean up the huge place that I have today.

I stand in front of the door after finding the key, smiling, I start to imitate those rich women, with gestures and glamour. I open the door and pretend to order things to be brought to me. Bursting into laughter, I look at the ceiling to see a damn security camera, I curse out loud and go in once and for all to leave as soon as possible.

Upon entering it is just as I imagined it, spacious and with a modern decoration, I breathe calmly knowing that there is no one, I walk looking for the happy room and when I find it I find a disaster, I look at everything with disgust, how messy they are.

"For shit, is this a condom?" I ask looking at the object thrown on the sofa, “by God ... what a horror,” I squeal in disgust, I have to clean up this unpleasant scene, “damn, this has been a fucking orgy,” I growl through the panties scattered around the place. Breathing out, I prepare to start, I put on my gloves and when I am about to start, I see a stereo. I smile happily because I will be able to clean while listening to music, I turn it on and although it is difficult to understand I finally synchronize it with my mobile and play Latin music and start to dance while I clean up.

I don't know how long I've been cleaning, but when I hear ‘Perro Fiel’ by Nicky Jam and Shakira starts singing and dancing, I love doing it. I wiggle my hips and grab the stick of the broom as a microphone, I am inspired by porreando as we say in Latin America when I hear someone clear their throat quite loud. When I turn and see the man in front of me completely naked I step back and in the process I trip over a table in the center. My eyes roam his muscular body, he is tall and quite striking, the veins that protrude from his arms are so marked that they are beautiful to look at, the line of hair that starts at his navel and continues until it mixes with his mop of black hair makes him more masculine, each muscle is well marked, his cock is fucking huge, his tattoos give it an extra touch, my breath is shaking and my heart to pound, seeing him smile makes me look away. I looked from his body up to his face, he is handsome, he has short black hair and his beard is perfect. His mocking smile takes me out of my sleep, I stiffen my face and turn to not see him anymore, I don't understand why I have looked at him so much.

“I liked how you moved your hips,” the hair stands on end when I feel him attached to me, the nerves do not let me move, “I would love to see them move without clothes on me,” I gasp as I feel myself getting attached to his body, he holds me by the hips and keeps me glued to his body, “your movements have made me crazy,” gulping with difficulty and feeling how my body creates a strange heat I move away from him with force, a vase that adorns the table falls to the floor and broke, I cover my mouth with my hands and close my eyes.

"Damn, would you look at that?" He said.

Nervous about what just happened, I open my eyes and look at the mess that idiot has caused, “it's your fault," I turn to face him, "you are a daring one, you shouldn't have touched me" I yell at him agitated "What do you think? Do you think that for being at home you should be out there like this without clothes?” I point to his body and when I see that penis rose I open my eyes exaggeratedly, “for the love of God, control yourself, fuck.” His damn laughyer makes me feel worse.

"You should worry about what you have spoiled, that vase was invaluable to me, how do you plan to pay for it?"

Furious at his impudence, I point my index finger at him, look into his captivating eyes and hiss at him, “be thankful that I did not break your face for touching me without my consent, you fucking sick of shit, you are a depraved idiot, and now that I think about it, it would also be good to break your little friend," I growl, disturbed by his presence and his nakedness. “I have done my work so we are good,” I start to gather my things quickly, but he is not willing to leave me alone, he takes me by the arm and turns me with force, I stay close to his body and I vibrate without knowing why.

“That will not be enough precious, it is worth much more than a day of work,” he tilts his smile, “maybe with one night in my bed you will cancel your debt and since I know that everyone wants to repeat whenever they test me, I am sure that you will pay me every last penny,” he lowers his face slowly to mine, my mouth dries up and my heart threatens to leave my chest, a smile is drawn on my lips.

"I don't think so,” before he puts his lips to mine my knee collides with his testicles, he gives a loud growl and cringes in pain, with my right hand I punch him in the face. “Don't get confused with me, idiot, I don't like men like you, they disgust me and of course I would never end up in bed with someone like you, goodbye asshole," the man looks at me furiously, and he recovers from the blows. Scared, I start to run to the exit, I don't worry about my tools, I leave them there and run for my life.

“Come here… don't go, wait,” I hear him yelling after me, I ignore him and keep running, when I get to the door I can't open it and I can't find the key, “I said wait,” he corners me in the door, his breath hits my face, his smell is intoxicating and his powerful body makes my knees shake, I feel a lot of nerves, “I just want to know,” he doesn't say more, I spit on his face and push him, I don't know how I do it but I open the door and I run out of that house, my shoe comes off and when I go to get it back I see him come out wrapped in a sheet, I just keep running away without my favorite shoe.

"You're sick," I yell at him running like crazy. Agitated, sweaty and without a shoe I arrive at a taxi station, without thinking I take one before the curious glances, and it is no wonder, I am a mess.

Confused and without knowing why I reacted like that to that man I go into the shower once I have it ready, that tall man with the body of a Greek God comes to my mind, those hairs scattered across his chest, those bewitching eyes, that perfect smile and those tattoos on his body, his cock so exaggeratedly large and thick with those veins that were perfectly noticeable when he was erect and as hard as I saw him, the sensation that I still have of his cock pressed on my lower back and my belly make me shudder, that masculine scent makes me feel fire throughout my body. Angry at the sinful thoughts I am having with that man and his fucking body I curse my friend over and over again, he will pay for this, I knew that this job was not a good idea, all that would have been avoided if I had gone to cleaning the little houses I'm used to.