Desperate Maid Sleeps With Millionaire Boss For Money To Cure Her Mother’s Illness — But What Does He Reveal After Leaving Her In Tears…
Sarah had always been a woman of dignity, but life had a way of breaking even the strongest spirits. For the past few months, her mother’s health had been deteriorating rapidly, and the medical bills were piling up faster than she could keep track. Her mother, once full of life and energy, had become frail and weak, unable to move without assistance. The doctors had recommended an expensive treatment that her family couldn’t afford. Sarah had exhausted every avenue—loans, savings, asking for help from friends—but all had been in vain.
One day, she found herself in her boss’s office—Mr. Jonathan Blackwood, the wealthy CEO of Blackwood Enterprises. Jonathan was a man of extreme power and influence, and Sarah had always admired his intellect and business acumen. However, beyond his cold, authoritative exterior, she had never really seen the human side of him. That day, she found herself sitting across from him, hands trembling as she explained the dire situation she was in.
“I don’t know what to do anymore, Mr. Blackwood,” Sarah said, trying to keep her voice steady. “My mother needs this treatment, and I can’t afford it. I’ve tried everything. Please, is there any way you can help me?”
Jonathan listened in silence, his eyes narrowing as he considered her words. After a long, drawn-out pause, he leaned back in his chair and spoke slowly.
“I can help you, Sarah,” he said, his voice calm but firm. “But help comes at a price.”
She blinked in confusion, unsure of where this was heading. “What do you mean?”
Jonathan’s lips curled into a slight smirk. “If you want the money for your mother’s treatment, you’ll have to make a deal with me. A… personal deal.”
Sarah’s heart pounded in her chest. “What are you asking for?” she whispered.
Jonathan’s eyes never left hers, his gaze unwavering. “I want you to spend one night with me. One night, and your mother’s treatment will be covered. Everything will be taken care of. No strings attached, just a business transaction.”
Sarah was taken aback, her breath catching in her throat. She felt a wave of shame wash over her, but as she looked at the picture of her ailing mother in her wallet, she realized there was no other option. Her mother’s life was at stake, and she would do anything to save her. She knew it was wrong, but in that moment, she agreed.
That night, Sarah found herself at Jonathan’s lavish penthouse, her heart torn between guilt and desperation. The evening passed in a blur, and by the time she left his apartment in the early hours of the morning, she felt empty, as though something had been taken from her that she couldn’t get back.
The next few days were a whirlwind. Sarah’s mother started her treatment, and for a brief moment, Sarah allowed herself to believe that everything was going to be okay. But when she saw Jonathan at work the following Monday, his demeanor had completely changed. He was distant, aloof, and treated her as though nothing had happened. The warmth and compassion he had shown her during their conversation seemed to have evaporated, replaced by a cold, businesslike professionalism.
Sarah tried to approach him in the office one morning, hoping to express her gratitude for his help, but he barely acknowledged her presence. “Sarah, if you need anything further, you know where to find me,” he said curtly, before turning away to continue his work.
Days turned into weeks, and Sarah couldn’t shake the feeling of being used. She had given up a part of herself for her mother’s well-being, but now, as she watched Jonathan continue to treat her as nothing more than an employee, the guilt gnawed at her. She couldn’t understand how he could be so indifferent.
One evening, after a particularly grueling day, Sarah found herself standing outside Jonathan’s office, staring at the door. She knew she had to confront him, to find out why he had acted the way he did after their encounter. With a deep breath, she knocked and entered without waiting for a response.
Jonathan looked up, his eyes narrowing at the sight of her. “What is it, Sarah?”
She stepped forward, her voice shaking with a mix of frustration and hurt. “Why are you treating me like this? You asked me for something… something I regret, and in return, you helped my mother. But now it feels like it was all just a game to you!”
Jonathan stood up from his desk, walking over to where she stood. His face was unreadable. “Sarah, you need to understand something. I did what I did because I could, not because I cared about you. It was never about you. It was about power. It was about having control over someone who was desperate. You needed something, and I gave it to you. End of story.”
Sarah felt as though the ground had been ripped from under her. The man she had once thought capable of compassion had turned out to be nothing more than a cold, calculating businessman. She felt humiliated, betrayed, and worse, she felt like a pawn in a game she had never agreed to play.
Sarah left Jonathan’s office, her heart heavy with the truth she had just learned. She walked through the hallways of Blackwood Enterprises, feeling a deep sense of loss. The money had saved her mother’s life, but at what cost? She had sacrificed her dignity, her self-respect, and now, it seemed, her trust in others.
A few days later, as she walked home from work, she received a call from the hospital. Her mother’s condition had improved significantly, and the doctors were optimistic about her recovery. But even though her mother was getting better, Sarah couldn’t shake the feeling of emptiness inside her.
She sat in her small apartment that night, staring at the phone as it buzzed with a message from Jonathan. It was brief, simply stating, “Your mother’s treatment is covered. I don’t expect anything in return.”
Sarah’s eyes filled with tears, not out of gratitude, but from the overwhelming sense of being used. She had been part of a transaction, a deal made by a man who saw her as nothing more than a tool to get what he wanted. And now, even with her mother’s health improving, she couldn’t undo the choice she had made.
As Sarah wiped away the tears, she realized that the true cost of the deal wasn’t the money or the treatment—it was the part of herself she had lost in the process. The power that Jonathan had held over her was gone, but the emotional scars would take much longer to heal. And while her mother would live, Sarah knew that she would never be the same again.
