My Strict Housemaid (EP 18)

 (Episode 18)

They had parting hugs and kisses, and they went to their car while Lucy followed behind Elvis still giving him those scary smile.

Elvis drove home unable to shake off the feeling he was having.

Lucy rushed inside and left the food basket for him to carry. He sighed tiredly and left the basket in the car.

He entered the living room and found about ten different ladies sitting on the couch.

Lucy was standing beside one of them with a very stern look.

I knew it! All her smiles were pretentious, Elvis murmured.

He ignored them and made to go his room but Lucy's voice stopped him in his tracks.

“Your mother said you need a wife so I brought these girl for you to choose from or you need more girls?” she queried and he looked at her.

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“Your mother said you need a wife so I brought these girl for you to choose from or you need more girls?” she queried and he looked at her.

He looked furious, seems she struck a nerve.

“Report to her that I Elvis Jonathan would never accept anything from her definitely neither of these sluts. Tell her I said she’s has no say over my life and if she keeps these up, she’s going to cease being my mother” he fired at her and went to the kitchen angrily.

Lucy decided not to argue with him so she faced the ladies instead “Okay girls, our guy isn’t interested. If he eventually picks any, I’ll let you know” she saw them off and made to go to her room when she noticed the floor. She don’t know where he got the dirts from within a short period of time and there was a lot of them on the floor going from the kitchen to the hallway and to other bedrooms.

He emerged from one of the rooms, still very angry. “If you had better things to do or a house to clean, you wouldn’t follow her orders” he said and threw a roll of trash bags at me before going out.

His mother was the one that sent me a text last time, begging me to get her son a girlfriend, Lucy said within herself.

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My Strict Housemaid (episode 17)

Episode 17

“Lucy, do you know Elvis loves drawing?” Pat asked.

Her eyes perked up “Really?”

Elvis gave Pat a cold look and dug into his food angrily.

“So he can draw very well?” Lucy asked.

“He’s super good at it” Pat said.

“Wow”

“Lucy, I know Elvis has been giving you trouble lately but can you please bear with him for our sakes? He can be such a pin in the ass at times”.

“OMG Jane!” Lucy faked surprise “How do you know?”

“See Pat? I told you he’ll trouble her” Jane turned to her husband.

Pat shared a glance with Elvis who opened his mouth to object.

Lucy shot him a look that shut him up instantly but he mumbled something under his breath about the injustice of life.

“If the situation is intense, call me” jane punched her numbers in Lucy's phone.

She nodded understandingly and gave Elvis a mischievous look which he returned with a glare.

If he’s looking at me this way, she wonder what he’ll do when he sees what she have prepared for him at home.

We were having the pinic quietly until Pat and Jane opened their mouth to ruin everything. First Pat told her I can draw, that’s too personal for her to know, Elvis silently said to himself.

He was eating his food angrily and glanced up when he heard Jane saying those things to Lucy.

What’s Jane saying? It’s Lucy that’s giving me trouble not the other way round, he murmured.

“Sir, do you want more?” Lucy asked with smiles in attempt to give him another plate of food.

“No” he replied quickly and looked at her suspiciously, what’s she up to this time? She has never smiled at me, why’s she smiling now?

“Awwwn… she’s so cute” Jane cooed to her husband.

Jane found himself scared of her suspicious smile, he think it’s better if she frowns instead.

“Um guys…. I think it’s going to rain let’s head home” he looked at the clouds which was darkening the sky.

They had parting hugs and kisses, and they went to their car while Lucy followed behind Elvis still giving him those scary smile.

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My Strict housemaid (episode 16)

Episode 16

She shook her head and immediately did away with her old phone after transferring all the useful files to the new one and continued chewing on her pizza.

Another message popped in, "Your driver will be with you tomorrow after Elvis leaves for work and please package a food for two tomorrow, Donald wouldn’t share with me -Pat"

He got me a driver too.

Her old phone beeped, alerting her of a new message. She skimmed through the contents and switched the phone off.

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It's Weekend:

Lucy dropped the food basket on the grass and laid a big cloth. They are having a picnic and as a maid, her presence is needed.

Elvis sat on the cloth, she noticed he has been avoiding her, maybe he doesn’t want her to make a request again, she stood behind him.

“Can you please sit down? Having you as a maid is enough, I don’t need you act as s guard too” Elvis said to her.

“No” she replied and stood straighter, imitating a soldier’s stand.

She eventually spotted Pat, his wife, and children. His wife is what she defined as the perfect definition of beauty. She has the body of a model, eyes and hair of an angel and smile that brightens day. She started to feel self conscious and wondered if the short floral she wore was okay enough.

“Hello” Pat's wife came over to hug and kissed her cheeks. Lucy like her instantly.

“I’m Lucy” she introduced to herself.

“I’m Jane and these are my children” she nodded at a five year boy and three year old girl.

“Hi guys” Lucy waved at the children.

“Let’s sit” she gestured to the big cloth on the floor.

“Sure and let’s have a woman to woman talk” Jane cast a worry glance at Elvis who was looking at our entire exchange silently.

We formed a circle on the cloth while Jane dished out the food. Her children went out to play with other kids.

“Lucy, do you know Elvis loves drawing?” Pat asked.

Her eyes perked up “Really?”

Elvis gave Pat a cold look and dug into his food angrily.

“So he can draw very well?” Lucy asked.

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My Strict Housemaid (episode 15)

Episode 15

“Didn’t I ask you not to eat the food yesterday?” he shouted at Pat.

“I-I thought you wouldn’t eat it and I don’t want the food to waste” Pat looked at anywhere but avoided his gaze.

Elvis slumped down on his chair, moving it around as he pondered on if he should give in to his maid's demands or not. Well he don’t have a choice, do he?

“I need phone” he said to Pat.

“Don’t you have one?” Pat replied.

“Well did I say it’s for me?” he fires at Pat.

“You have a girlfriend?” His face brightened.

“No, it’s for Lucy"

“Ohhh…” Pat looked at him, waiting for him to explain further.

“Yeah and employ a driver for her too. Apparently she needs a driver to go to the grocery store” he said to Pat.

“I love her guts” Pat said in admiration.

“I hate her guts. She’s like a pest I can’t get rid off as much as I want to, she’s always blackmailing me! I don’t even know the adjective to qualify her?” Elvis said in anger.

“She’s strict?” Pat suggested.

“No no, that’s not it” he replied.

“Harsh?” Pat asked again.

“No, she’s not harsh. She just…..”

“Do you mean bossy?” Pat wriggled his eyebrows.

“Yeah” Elvis snapped his fingers “perfect. She’s a bossy maid”

“I like the sound of that. Can I eat your lunch?” Pat asked.

“No” Elvis snapped at him and you had better get to ordering the phone and getting a driver if you don’t want her here”.

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Lucy heard a knock on the door and went towards it with a frown. Did Elvis forget something??

She opened the door and found a delivery man standing at the entrance.

“Are you Bossy maid?” He asked.

“Bossy maid? She questioned to be sure she heard the right thing.

“Yeah that’s what’s written here”.

“Oh okay, I guess”, she said.

“This is for you” he gave her a package and made her sign before he left.

She shifted the large box of pizza sitting on the table and unwrapped the package.

It was a phone with girly designs. She switched on the phone and a message popped on the screen.

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My Strict Housemaid (episode 14)

Episode 14

“Phew!” Elvis breathed out and opened the front door after taking the pack. 

“Wait Sir, I need to see you”

This is it, she’s finally going. His mind made a joyful leap.

“Yes,What’s it? He tried asking as nonchalantly as possible.

“I need a phone” she grinned lopsidedly.

“Wait what?”

“Yes, a phone”

“What about the one with you?” he asked.

“Oh this?” She waved the phone, it for personal use, not official use.

“Is there a difference?” Elvis asked.

“Sadly, yes. A very big difference or do you want me to pull off the stunt I did yesterday to give you water and apple juice?”

“Fine, I’ll get you one' he conceded.

“And while you are at it, it’s only a day to weekend, I’ll need to go to the grocery store” she said.

“Okay, I’ll drop one of credit cards tomorrow for you”.

“Cool and I need a car too”

“For what?” he asked in anger, he was running late.

“To go to the store or did you expect me to walk?” she asked him.

“It’s five minutes walk from here, young lady” he snapped at her.

“I know sir but I can’t walk around under the sun.” she said.

“Then take a car yourself, you should know where the car keys are.”

“I don’t know how to drive” she said plainly.

OMG.

“Who did you say you are again?” he asked in frustration.

“Your maid” she replied him.

“I think you meant to say someone sent hell to infuriate me!” he stomped out.

He grumbled as made his way to his car. Personal and official phone. Hmph.

He parked in the reserved place meant for hi and entered the building. It’s funny how he achieved things quickly after my ex left. “To my office” he said to Pat who was chatting with the receptionist.

The smile on Pat's face froze and he follows slowly behind him. Elvis opened his office and dropped the lunch bag on his table, he freed his tie a little.

“Didn’t I ask you not to eat the food yesterday?” he shouted at Pat.

“I-I thought you wouldn’t eat it and I don’t want the food to waste” Pat looked at anywhere but avoided his gaze.

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My Strict Housemaid (episode 13)

Episode 13

“Glad to see you’re awake. Sorry for barging into your room that way because you could be naked but don’t worry, it’s nothing I haven’t seen. Now back to business, next time put your clothes in the laundry basket not the floor. You’re not a five year old for goodness sake!!” 

“Umm sorry? What’s your job? Why are you complaining?” he asked her.

” Seems you’re getting lazy of recent, your house wasn’t dirty when I came but now it’s getting worst everyday.”

“Isn’t that why you’re here?” he asked.

“If you litter the ground again, you’ll take the trash out. That’s final” she threatened him.

That zipped his lips instantly.

She shook her head and left the room.

Elvis fell back on the bed, an exasperated sigh escaping his lips. He love his solitude!!

He stood up and took out his drawing board and set it beside the window such that the morning rays of light landed on the board and began drawing. Yeah, he draw whenever he's nervous, angry, sad and even happy, it’s what keeps his sanity especially after my ex.

He stopped drawing few minutes later and looked at what he drew. It made no sense and took no shape. He covered it and dressed for the day.

I’m definitely going to deal with Pat for eating my lunch yesterday and disappearing, Elvis said to himself.

He went down to the dining where his food was already served. He sat and ate quietly. Everything feels so new, once upon a time I would be the one going through the stress of cooking but that doesn’t mean I’m happy she’s here, he thinks aloud.

Elvis collected his car keys and made to go. He passes through the living room on my way out and found her doing yoga on a tango mat on the floor.

“That’s your lunch” Lucy pointed to the pack sitting at the edge of the table.

” Hope you aren’t forgetting water or whatever this time” Elvis asked.

“No Sir” she replied.

“Phew!” he breathed out and opened the front door after taking the pack.

“Wait Sir, I need to see you”

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A Night with Mr Arrogant (Episode 33)

Episode 33

A Night with Mr Arrogant (Episode 33)

I think about Victor. This is the third time he’s asking me out, but I keep denying him, I can’t continue to do that all the time.

Maybe I should call him and reschedule our dinner, maybe change it to lunch, so that I can have lunch with him instead.

I dialed Victor’s number. He picks up on the first ring.

Victor:- Mirabel, what’s up?.

Me:- erm, Victor, I was hoping we could do lunch instead. I’ll be kinda busy later in the evening.

Victor:- no problem. I’m totally fine with that.

Me:- Good. I’ll get ready before 12pm, be sure to pick me up in time. I don’t like being kept waiting.

Victor:- You don’t have to worry. I’ll be there by 11am.

Me:- see you later.

Victor:- Yeah. And dress sexy.

I hang up. I look at the wall clock, it’s just 9:12am. I still have some time to sleep.

I head upstairs to my room, I set my alarm for 11:50am.

At least, two hours sleep is enough. I fall on my bed with a soft thud, and close my eyes to sleep.

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Jackson is in his office looking through his laptop, looking at dresses. He's sitting with Bright on a sofa in the sitting area in his office.

Bright is busy scheduling appointments with the company's investors, while Jackson is busy searching for a dress online.

Which he still haven’t found the perfect one.

“Jackson, you know you don’t have to order a dress for her. She can wear her old dress” Bright said.

“I have to. I want my woman to stand out, and besides, I don’t like those pieces of cloth she wears. They barely covers her body” Jackson replied.

“You know, it’s not bad if she shows a little skin”.

“It is!. I’m supposed to be the only one who’s permitted to see her skin”

Just then I saw the perfect dress, it’s a red gown.

Though, it’s plain and simple, but it’s elegant.

It makes me think of her nightie, seeing her in it this morning was torture to me.

This dress will look good on her. Jackson show it to Bright.

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My Strict Housemaid (episode 12)

Episode 12

“Don’t tell me you want to matchmake them.” he asked.

“No, I’m going to warn her to stay away from Elvis so he doesn’t hurt her and do exactly as he says. I hope she lives through till I get there” she said.

“I don’t think she’s intimidated by him though” Pat said.

“You can’t say that….” She stopped talking and listening to the sound that was coming from our three year old daughter’s room.

“Your baby needs attention” she said to him.

“Isn’t she our baby?” Pat replied dreading to go to Lina’s room. She won’t let me off easily.

Jane stood up and packed our plates

“you don’t want our daughter disturbing the neighborhood, do you?” She ruffled my hair and gave me the don’t-argue-with-me look. “Good luck” she added

Pat gulped and walked slowly to their daughter’s room.

She stopped crying when she saw him and stretched both arms towards him with bright eyes “Flying” she called out my name.

“This is going to be a long night” he whined internally.

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Elvis watched Lucy retiring back in annoyance and went to the kitchen to heat up the food. The only good thing about her stay here since three days ago is her food. I must admit, she has good cooking skills, he said to himself.

When he was done, he locked the shutters, the doors and switched off the lights before heading to his room.

He brought out his ex’s picture and studied her face. That has being his ritual every night for the past two years. It’s still surprising that someone he loved could become a beast yet he can’t find himself unloving her. He sighed and put her picture back in his wallet and slept, welcoming the nightmares that would follow as usual.

Next morning

Elvis woke up to the sound of his bedroom door opening.

He sat up quickly and watched Lucy pick the dirty clothes he had deliberately dropped on the floor.

“Glad to see you’re awake. Sorry for barging into your room that way because you could be naked but don’t worry, it’s nothing I haven’t seen. Now back to business, next time put your clothes in the laundry basket not the floor. You’re not a five year old for goodness sake!!” 

“Umm sorry? What’s your job? Why are you complaining?” he asked her.

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My Strict Housemaid (episode 11)

Episode 11

She took off her glasses.

Elvis opened his mouth to talk but nothing came out.

“Hi Sir, I forgot to add water and an apple juice to your lunch” she said and passed a paper bag to me. “Have a nice day and by the way, the jewelry is beautiful.” She stood.

Okay….this is getting out of hand. He turned to give her a piece of his mind but she had already left.

He went back to work and refused to talk to anybody. When he entered his office, the lunch bag wasn’t there anymore thanks to Pat, he said in his mind.

Lucy didn’t want to visit his company since they aren’t close so she did the only thing she could think of which is placing an order and prayed either him or Pat would come out to deliver the order instead.

Luck shone on her when she saw him enter the coffee shop. She got down to business and gave him the water and apple drink she forgot to add to his lunch bag.

She strolled the environment before going home.

She watched movies till night fall. It was 9pm and he wasn’t back from work.

At last, he opened the front door around 10pm. Lucy knows he’s still angry at her and she don’t see why he has to be angry. She only wanted to give him water and his apple drink. Can’t she get a thank you for that??

“Welcome” she said quickly, not giving him a chance to talk ” I was waiting for you. Go to the kitchen and heat up your food, it’s on the cabinet and when you’re through, close the shutters, switch off the lights, lock the doors and retire to your room. Good night” she said and went to her room and soaked herself in a hot tub.

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Pat's Apartment

“Did I tell you Jane?” Pat asked his wife as they sat across each other eating.

“Tell me what?” She replied with a mouthful.

” Elvis has a maid” he grinned.

“Tell me another joke” she said in a surprised manner.

“Have I ever lied to you Jane?” Pat put a hand over his chest.

“Yes” she replied.

“When?”

“Today, when I called at lunch, you told me you were eating the food I prepared for you but you were eating another instead” she said.

Unbelievable….why did you give me a witch as wife??

“How…di….did y-you know?” Pat stuttered.

“Call it a woman’s sixth sense, especially a wife’s”

“Well believe me now, Elvis has a maid and it was her food I was eating when you called” I felt pleased with myself to be the first telling her.

“Can we visit this weekend?” Her eyes lit up.

“Don’t tell me you want to matchmake them.” he asked.

“No, I’m going to warn her to stay away from Elvis so he doesn’t hurt her and do exactly as he says. I hope she lives through till I get there” she said.

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My Strict Housemaid (episode 10)

Episode 10

Don’t worry Sir, I’m only training you on housekeeping in case I leave”.

He scoffed in response and slammed the front door.

He dropped the trash bags in the trash cans and entered his car.

He was about driving out when she knocked on the car window. He rolled it down and looked at her expectedly.

” You forgot this” she said and threw a lunch pack on the seat “buh- bye”

He rolled the window up and drove to the office in a foul mood.

“What’s it?” Pat asked as soon as Elvis entered his office.

“Can you believe this, she made me take the trash out and called my mother, telling her that I love her”.

“She’s good at making her points” Pat grinned.

“What do I do?” Elvis asked.

“Nothing else the media might have an interesting story on you which would affect the company.”

“You never give a good advice” Elvis said to Pat.

“Thank heavens you know” he smiled

“What’s that?” He added indicating at the lunch pack sitting on the table. Why did I even take it?

“Nothing much”

“She packed lunch for you?” Pat asked him.

“Yeah!!! Do I look like kindergarten to her?”

“Can I have it if you aren’t going to eat it?” Pat asked.

He sent daggers to him, “I’m lamenting and you are talking about food. Do you ever not think about anything else but food?”

“No… I mean yes like for example someone made an order online to see one of the most beautiful jewelry from the accessories department. Maybe you should take the other out so you can have a clear head.” said Pat.

“For once in your life, you gave a good idea. Package the order and give me”.

“Yes Boss” he saluted and went out.

*He came in minutes later with a package.*

“Thanks” Elvis stood up and grabbed his car keys.

“Can we talk about the food now?” Pat asked.

“No and don’t touch it” Elvis said sternly when he saw his hands moving closer to the pack.

Getting the address where he saw to meet the client was difficult. After much stress, he located the coffee shop.

He went directly to the third booth where he was told the client would be waiting for me.

“Here’s your package ma’am” he said sat in the booth opposite the woman waiting.

She took off her glasses.

Elvis opened his mouth to talk but nothing came out.

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My Strict Housemaid (episode 9)

Episode 9

The living room was spotless, you would never know a dinner party was hosted there yesterday.

He entered the kitchen and poured himself a cup of milk.

“Morning Sir, after drinking the milk, go wait in the dining room. Food is almost ready” Lucy said with her back to him.

“Who says I was going to wait for breakfast?” Elvis snapped at her.

“It’s your choice, it only leaves more food for me to eat.” She replied.

He grudgingly went to the dining room and waited. Had it been he wasn’t hungry, he would have walked out on her.

She dropped a plate of scrambled eggs and a glass of orange juice. “Eat up fast”

“You got my message from your mother?” She asked.

He chose to ignore her and focused on eating.

“Good, if you try sending me out again, it would be the media this time. Like I said I want to work for my money and your mother is paying a lot” he said.

He finished the food and gobbled down the juice. “Goodbye, I’m off”.

“Hey hey, wait!” she shouted at him.

He stopped and turned around “yeah?”

See those bags, she pointed towards three trash bags, he hadn’t notice at the kitchen entrance.

“Yeah?”

“Take them out!” she commanded.

“Sorry?” he managed to utter out after seconds of silence.

“Yeah, you heard me. You invited the guests, I cleaned your house, you should take the trash out”

He eyed her acidly and continued his journey to the front door.

“If you take a foot out of that door, I’m calling the media. I heard they’re pretty interested in you.”she threatened.

He turned around and opened his mouth to talk.

“Shhhh… don’t talk. Anything you say can be use against you by me” she said sternly.

He swallowed back his words and looked at her, debating.

He went towards the trash bags and picked them up. It’s better to be safe than sorry.

“Don’t worry Sir, I’m only training you on housekeeping in case I leave”.

He scoffed in response and slammed the front door.

He dropped the trash bags in the trash cans and entered his car.

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My Strict Housemaid (episode 8)

Episode 8

Lucy was getting bored of the party and her gaze stray to where Donald is standing, she noticed he’s bored too but the man with him is clearly having fun. As a CEO, he should sleep early and lay an example to his employees.

Lucy picked a glass cup and a spoon. She hit the spoon on the glass till there was a perfect silence. “Thanks for coming to the dinner night everyone. The night has come to an end. Kindly go home and sleep, cheers” she said to them. Soon they began leaving in twos and threes.

She walked over to where Donald was standing, looking at her in shock “Go to bed too”.

“Hey, I’m Pat, his best friend and personal assistant. I’ve heard so much about you” the man beside him gushed.

“Hey Pat, go to bed too”

She saw the last guests off then locked the door.

The house was a mess but it’s nothing she couldn’t handle after a good night rest.

She walked to her room very tired. She had barely hit her head in the pillow when she closed my eyes to sleep.

Now I’m convinced that girl was sent by my mother, she isn’t a maid as she claims to me, Elvis said angrily.

Pat went home late last night so he wouldn’t get scolded by his wife.

Elvis phone rang, he looked at the caller’s ID and hit ignore. Seconds later, a message came in.

I love you too baby, you have no idea what your words mean to me. You should have told me instead of Lucy. love mum.

He hit the reply button furiously; Okay ma’am, I don’t know what you must have heard from your Ally. Just know it’s quite the opposite. I don’t love you and never will. It would be better if you tell her to leave my bloody house, he replied and dressed up for the day’s work in anger.

Elvis stomach rumbled in anger as he remembered last night. He had wanted to serve himself food when Lucy came over and said the food is solely for guests and since he's not one, he have no right to eat it. He had no choice than to leave quietly in order not to cause a scene.

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My Strict Housemaid (episode 7)

Episode 7

“Okay cool. I’m organizing a party this night and you’re to prepare over 60 variety of food.” he told her.

Where did I get this idea from?

She moved her gaze to me in shock ” on a short notice?”

“Yeah, be expecting 40 guests or more” I said and walked out, worrying how I’ll get the guests to come on short notice.

Lucy smiled, is this guy trying to be heartless? To him he has given me a very difficult task. She laughed out loud.

Well, preparing over 60 different type of dishes. How do I do that? He didn’t even give me money nor dropped credit card.

She put a call through Elvis mother and told her about her predicament. She was very happy instead and kept on gushing about how it’s the first time in ages her son is hosting a party. Can’t she see he’s only doing it because of me??! She transferred money to Lucy's account almost immediately after they  hung up.

Lucy changed her clothes and went to the grocery store to shop and to put a call through to a chef company. Although cooking is my hobby, I need all the assistance I can get, she said to herself.

She began cooking with the help of eight other chef. She know better than to allow them to cook, they only assisted her with the chores and slicing.

By 5pm she was through and very tired. She paid the workers and made to have a quick nap. She had barely closed her eyes when the doorbell rang.

“Who’s it?” she wondered because she know Elvis wouldn’t knock on his door.

She opened the door to show a frowning Elvis. Guess she was wrong then.

“Why did it take you so long to open the door?” Elvis snapped at her.

” I didn’t expect it to be you waiting on the other side” she said.

“Hope everything is ready?”

“Yes the hall is ready for your dinner night” she replied and locked the door. “Open it with your keys now Sir” she shouted and walked to her room, ignoring his swear words.

She watched as the guests came in, in surprise as though they couldn’t believe they are in Elvis’s house.

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My Strict Housemaid (episode 6)

Episode 6

THE NEXT DAY

Elvis woke up very early at 3 am and emptied part of the trash cans in the living room, passage toilets and bathrooms, excluding his room and the kitchen then went back to sleep.

Four hours later when he woke up, the house was spotless and Lucy was no where to be found.

He was really surprised and just as he was wondering where she was, she came out of the kitchen with a plate in her hands.

She set the table and barely looked at him.

He sat on a chair and picked a spoon. “I see you’re pretty good at doing your job huh?

“Yeah sure” she replied and sat opposite him, digging into her food immediately.

He stabbed his fork on the small meats in the food to taste.

It’s been long I ate a food someone else cooked. He put the meat in his mouth and chew, the taste was heavenly. He dug into the food instantly as his stomach rumbled.

She’s not only a maid but she can cook even better than the woman I hate.

Elvis saw her sneaking a glance at him, her face neutral.

He cleared his throat and motioned to the food, “how could you prepare this?” he asked.

“What’s wrong?” she asked.

“Everything, it’s tasteless” he replied.

“And you finished it within a twinkle of an eye?” She mocked.

He looked at his plate, there were only a few crumbs remaining in the plate. “I ate all because I was hungry” he replied bluntly.

“Really?” She taunted.

“Ugh…….. I’m not having this conversation, especially with an ordinary maid” he stood up.

Something flickered through her eyes, it went away before Elvis could identify it.

This girl better goes back from where she’s coming home, I’m not used with people being familiar with my house except from Pat and his family. He decided to try again.

“I’m giving you another chance, I give you a signed check, you write any amount you want and you leave my house” Elvis said.

“Not interested” she flipped me off.

“Okay cool. I’m organizing a party this night and you’re to prepare over 60 variety of food.” he told her.

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My strict Housemaid (episode 5)

 Episode 5

He tried calling his mother but she didn’t answer hia call.

Gosh…….this is so frustrating.

Why can’t I think of anything? 

My cold aura isn’t even working on her, if nothing, it only made her more determined.

I’m sure she isn’t from earth, she must be an alien, he said to himself.

He took his car keys and drove home slowly.

His house gate is motor sensored, it opened by itself, allowing him access into his house.

He opened the door and was prepared to shout ‘heyy’

The word immediately died down in his mouth when he saw a big bucket of popcorn on the table, a big bowl of chips resting in her laps and a bottle of wine on the table.

She sat cross-legged.

One hand was putting a popcorn in her her mouth while the other was changing channels with the TV.

“Welcome” she said without even glancing at me.

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“What the hell are you doing!” Elvis said in anger. “Didn’t you say you’re a maid?” He glared at the back of her head...

*I’m sure if looks could kill, she would be ten feets below the ground.*

“ I'm a maid  doesn’t mean I shouldn’t relax a bit besides we both own the house. The only difference is you’re the one paying the bills while I do the cleaning” she replied still without looking at me..

“I’m your boss here so you should listen to me” Elvis yelled “now clear the table”.

“Sorry boss, you gave the wrong order. Now why don’t you take off your shoes, head to your room, remove your clothes and have a cold shower” she finally turned to Elvis and gave him a glance before turning back to the TV.

“Very good Lucifer ” Elvis replied “I want you out of my house this minute. Who do you think you are?”

“It’s actually Lucy” she corrected “and your maid”

“Get out!”

“Are you sure you want that? If I step a foot out of this house, I’m telling your mother how you claim you love her…” she threatened.

“Who said I love her?” he screamed.

To be continued...

My Strict Housemaid (episode 4)

Episodes 4

My Strict Housemaid "EPISODE 4"

Everywhere is neat and spotless. What’s here for me to clean again??

This is the best work ever.

She fixed herself another meal and unpacked, feeling very much at home.

ELVIS'S OFFICE

“Hey Boss, good morning” Pat his PA greeted as he entered the company’s building. It appears he has been waiting for him.

“Morning Pat” he answered

“Mrs Wilson called and asked if you’ve received your package?” Pat said.

“Did she fail to mention human package?”

“Huh??!” Pat gave me a puzzled expression.

“Yeah, human package that isn’t the least intimidated by me. Didn’t she check the internet before saying yes?” Elvis asked Pat.

“You know the only thing the media is right about is your cold heart, most of the other things is a lie.” Pat said.

“Hmph” Elvis huffed and entered his office.

“Yeah, ever wondered why she stop setting you up on a date?”

“Because she knows she’s wasting her time”

“Because every one of them come crying back and she’s faced with the burden of consoling them so she gave up on you” Pat said.

“Glad to know…. Why would she send a maid to me?”

“Phew! At least someone to live in that boring house of yours, maybe you’ll stop being a dickhead to your employees. You’re acting too cold” Pat said.

“Thanks for that piece of advice Pat, I think I’m going to freeze you too” he said

“Doesn’t matter since there’s one person in this world that isn’t afraid of you. When can I see her?” Pat jokingly asked.

“No when, she’s leaving my house whether she likes it or not” Elvis replied firmly.

“Hahaha funny, you have less than ten minutes to the meeting. Are you ready?”

“As I’ll ever be”

The meeting went great and with Pat out of his hair, he can think more clearly.

Elvis and Pat have been friends since college. After years of not getting a job, Elvis invited him to work for him. He’s his only friend and he understands him very well but he can be annoying as well.

Elvis left work very late deciding on the tactic he can use to send her away.

To be continued...

My Strict Housemaid (Episode 3)

Episode 3

My name is Lucy and I was employed by your mother to be your maid” she smiled a little.
“Get out” he said in a cold manner.
Lucy raised her brow, “Make me” she replied coldly.

“Who the hell do you think you are?” Elvis was loosing my cool.
“Lucy, your new maid.” she replied boldly.
“You are from my mom and I don’t accept anything from my mother.” Elvis said.
“Oh, really?” Lucy snapped at him.
He squinted his eyes at her, indicating she should go on.
“Looks to me, there’s something going on between you and your mother. I smell bad blood” she said.
“So?” Elvis was getting impatient.
“Your mother is offering to pay a lot of money and I need money. If after three months and I’ve saved enough money, I’ll leave you to your solitude” she flashed a smile, her eyes glinting.

“I’ll give you a signed check, write any amount you want and leave” he angrily said.
“Hmmmm” she put a finger on her lower jaw and pretended to be lost in thought.
“Soo???”
“So as tempting as that sounds, I’m going to say no”
Elvis was shocked.
Who wouldn’t jump at the opportunity??
“I want to work for my money” she added.
Who’s she??
Elvis fixed her a steely gaze.
“Now if you’ll excuse me” she rolled in her bags like she owns the house.

This is my damn house.
That woman has given me another reason to hate her!
Elvis was about going in after her when his phone rang, reminding him of the meeting he's to attend.
He glared hard at the house before walking to his Range Rover and driving off.
I’ll deal with her when I come back, he said.

Lucy's heart was beating wildly in her chest, she thought he was going to follow her in.
She breathed out on relief when she heard him drive off.
She doesn't know what got into her, why didn’t she jump at the opportunity to write any amount on the check, maybe because she want to know how it feels to live in a house worth millions of dollars.

First, where’s the kitchen? I need to calm my nervous self down, she said herself. She eats a lot when she's angry, sad or nervous. It’s the only thing that calms her.

Elvis's kitchen is very big and could fit in about fifty people freely. It was hard to locate the ingredients for cooking. After a voluminous meal, she gave myself a tour of the house, visiting every nook and cranny.
She chose a room herself, it’s five times bigger than her former room.
Everywhere is neat and spotless. What’s here for her to clean again??
This is the best work ever.
She fixed herself another meal and unpacked, feeling very much at home.

To be continued....

My Strict Housemaid (Episode 2)

 (Episode 2)

*AFTER SOME HOURS DRIVE*

Lucy got down from the car and took a look at her surroundings.

The house is really big and beautiful.

The driver drove off, leaving her all alone.

She walked to the front steps and raised her hand to knock.

The door opened to reveal a handsome dude, the CEO himself.

From the internet, she learnt that his name is Elvis Jonathan, he’s twenty eight years old and he’s stinkingly rich but the internet did no justice to his looks. They need to be sued!

His curly black hair complemented his round face, he has round blue eyes and an athletic build.

She actually took note of his pointed nose and full lips, long lashes, bushy eyebrows, in summary, he’s very handsome though his features were chilling and uninviting.

Too bad his looks has no effect on me. I’m sure he would have a lot of girls worshipping his feet, she silently said in his mind.

He threw his head back and studied Lucy, his cold gaze penetrating.

Lucy nearly cowered back but she stood straighter and lifted her chin to meet his gaze.

When he talked, his voice was silky and orotund voice.

“Yes? Who are you?” He curled up his lips.

“Your new maid” she said in a short tune.

He narrowed his eyes at her, she felt the need to introduce herself further.

“My name is Lucy and I was employed by your mother to be your maid” she smiled a little.

“Get out” he said in a cold manner.

Lucy raised her brow, “Make me” she replied coldly.

To be continued....

My Strict Housemaid (Episode 1)

Episode 1

Elvis woke up to sound of his phone ringing.
“Yes??” he said into the phone, his voice heavy with sleep.
”It’s your mother” the voice said calmly over the phone.
”What?” he replied.
”No greetings?”
”Get straight to the point or I hang up”
”Fine, I employed a maid for you to assist with your house cleaning” she said.
”I don’t need one” he replied gruffly, annoyed with the fact that she dared employed one without my knowledge.

You can say Elvis and his mum doesn't have the best relationship. Well it’s all her fault, if she hadn’t disrupted his wedding, called his wife to be a fraudster and got her arrested, things would still be normal.
It’s nice to know that Mara was found guilty of whatever accused her of and she was given life imprisonment but mum shouldn’t have disrupted the wedding that way!

”Are you there?” She asked.
”I don’t need a maid, I’m perfectly okay, I don’t know why you care” he said.
”She’s coming and that’s final” she replied sternly

”I SAID I DON’T WANT ONE!” he shouted but she had hung up.
Ugh……….
He threw the phone at the wall in anger, this woman should stop interfering in my life!
He stood up and head to the bathroom, there’s no use trying to sleep again. She has successfully made my day begin badly, he murmured.

He showered and dressed, preparing for the day ahead.
His home phone rang, only a few people know the number.
He went over and answered.

”Yes?”

”You have a meeting with Sky company in exactly one hour and thirty minutes sir” his PA voice came through the phone.
” Okay Pat, I’ll be there very soon” he hung up and knotted his tie, looking at the mirror.

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Lucy woke up very early and pack every bit of her luggages.
She picked a short fleyed skirt to wear, a crop top and black sandals.
She packed her hair in a ponytail, applied little makeup.
Mum always told me that first impression lasts longer, she said to herself.
She rolled her luggages out to the next compound where her boss lives and went to bade them goodbye.
“We’ll miss you Lucy, you’re really the best” His wife hugged her.
“It’s really nice working with you ma’am” she smiled and hugged other family members.

A car hooted outside.

“My ride is here” she announced and baded them farewell again.
“Are you really going?” One of my soon to be old colleagues asked.
“Yeah why?” she narrowed her eyes.
“Nothing. Wish you a good journey ahead, we won’t miss you though”.
Lucy scoffed and walked to her ride.
She put in her luggages and sat, just before she closed the car door, she replied him.
“Guess what, I won’t miss you too. We’re even then” she slammed the door and sat back in the car. This is going to be a long ride.

AFTER SOME HOURS DRIVE
Lucy got down from the car and took a look at her surroundings.
The house is really big and beautiful.
The driver drove off, leaving her all alone.
She walked to the front steps and raised her hand to knock.
The door opened to reveal a handsome dude, the CEO himself.

To be continued....