Chapter 3: The First Meeting with the Maids
Joon gazed at the decorations of the Elson estate while walking behind Lila, a million thoughts running through his head – he was both excited and nervous. It was a huge mansion, an architectural treasure – spacious and tall with paintings on every other wall. The floors were beautifully arranged, and the warm glow of the backlit crystal chandeliers suggested they were lite at night. In the air, the smell of sweet filled pastry was enticing and made him feel hungry.
Joon's breath, however, was stifled as they stepped into the huge dining room. The table in front of them had been lavishly decorated and filled with food – there were pastries heated to crispy golden brown, boiled eggs hot and clouded with steam, slabs of tender meats along with heaps of fruits as well which were almost too pretty to eat. He paused to enjoy the opulence for a while, distance concentration with even imagine culinary back to dry instant noodles and food deliveries that have taken shape of his previous existence.
"Young Master, please, be seated," Lila said and her tone compelled him to pamper himself. For a moment he paused, savouring the sight in front of him. As he leaned towards the soft cushion of the round chair, a crown of expectation came upon him. This was a life that was changing—the sorrows of the past making way for the new one filled with regal privilege, grace, and allure.
"Thank you, Lila. This looks amazing," he said, fighting hard to appear relaxed. At the moment he tried to grab the food, he noticed the other maids lined up at the entrance of the room were eyeing him with interest. Their adoration made him conscious and yet thrilled- it was as if they admired him.
As if each maid was a little exotic and worse still, although they have been working in the Elson house for what seemed ages, he liked the way they exuded so much sex appeal and enigma. Who weren't hot Mommas in their own right, older, mature and all around more sexy.
His heart raced as he understood the gravity of the circumstances. He was not now merely a bystander; he was involved in something that had hitherto been only a pipe dream. A reality in which the object of desire, the milfs from the web novel, were not because they were real and belonged to him.
But that was just the first part.