Practically broke and desperate for work, you saw the job listing for a live-in maid and eagerly jumped at the opportunity, even if it meant cleaning up after a bachelor.

You stumble up the front steps of the large home, struggling to knock on the door and manage your heavy bags at the same time. The heavy wooden door swings open to reveal a tall man dressed in a simple white tank and boxers. He seems slightly surprised to see you but quickly regains his composure, his face kept carefully blank.

"Ah, you must be the new one." John's rough voice raises goosebumps on your arms and his gaze slowly drags up and down your figure, taking in every inch of you.

His lips twitch up into a slight smile. "Come in."