Sex With The Maid: Two Men and A Lady 

CERCI LANNISTER / BERNARD STARK–2 

Proudly, I walked back over back to Irene. 

“Bravo,” she clapped for me. “But in his defense, he gets incredibly nervous around his mother. He probably said the first thing on his mind to get her off his back.” 

“Please say I can go now.” 

She nodded and never was I so thankful. These people and their drama were 

far 

100 

exhausting. 

Screw the life of the rich and famous. I’ll stay a maid. 

“Home sweet home,” I muttered tiredly as I turned the key to my apartment. It was after two in the morning by the time I got back. Stepping inside, the first thing I noticed was that the window was open. I never left it open. 

I screamed when a man grabbed my hair and threw me into the wall. The door slammed shut as I fell to the floor, I didn’t look up. I 

didn’t want to see his face…if I saw his face–1 

“I’ve been waiting too damn long for you to get here.” He clenched my hair, forcing me to see look up. I shut my eyes tight. “Look 

at me.” 

Don’t look. Don’t look. 

“Bitch look at me!” he hollered, slapping me so hard across the face that I could taste blood in my mouth. “Where is the money?” 

“Anything you want take–gugha!” I cried when his foot connected with my stomach. 

“Is there anything here worth two hundred and twenty–two thousand? A little bird told me they saw you riding around in a million- dollar car. Now where did you get the car from?” I didn’t answer, so he hit me over and over and over again. 

Coughing up blood and sobbing, I just held my arms to my chest and tried my best to stay calm even though I was panicking. 

“This is a message from Aaron. He wants his money and he wants it now. If I have to come here or to that little cocksucker, jon, one more time…well, I won’t be so polite next time,” he said, running his hands over my body even as I shivered in disgust. 

He said nothing more, and it was only after he left that I finally opened my eyes. The pain was pouring over me like waves. Crawling to my purse, I reached inside for my phone. 

It felt like it took forever before Sandra answered. 

“It is two in the morning Cerci-” 

“Help,” I sobbed. 

BERNARD STARK? 

Tuesday came. She didn’t come. 

Saturday came and she didn’t show up. 

It was now Tuesday again and still, no word from her. I’d called the maid service, and all Sandra would say was that she could refer me to another maid service, but Cerci could not come. I even drove over to her apartment, but I didn’t know which door was hers. 

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CERCI LANNISTER / BERNARD STARK +2 

“What happened at your moffier’s party? Wes asked, sitting on the ed shirtless, no longer pretending to read the book in his hands. I hadn’t spoken about it and he hadn’t asked. “I know you kissed her. 

I turned to face him and his green eyes were calm, serious, and completely unlike him. 

How? 

“She told me. She came down to the kitchen and was trying not to Cy. I didn’t ask why and then I kissed her.” 

“You did what?” 

“I kissed her for the same reason you kissed her. I’m attracted to her 

“I’m not-” 

“Bullocks.” He shook his head, throwing the book to the side of the bed before getting up himself. “Since we met her, I’ve been trying to keep my distance for your sake, you jealous bastard. But what have you been doing? You’re driving her home. You’re proposing to her. You are kissing her in front of your family and friends. You are fighting back and forth. You are getting to know her favorite movies. I’m here feeling like an ass while waiting for you to fuck up and just admit it!” 

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