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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A Night with Mr Arrogant (episode 25)

Episode 25

I wonder what his punishment is, then I sat at other edge of the sofa. Jackson smiles and shake his head, then he reaches out and pull me closer to him.

“Are you hungry?” He asked me.

Why is he being sweet to me? I'm aware that he destroys lives without second thoughts, so why haven’t he destroy mine?.

“Mirabel?”

“Huh”

“I asked if you’re hungry?” He asks again.

I shake my head.

“I’m not, I’m still full” I said.

Just then my stomach see it as the perfect opportunity to embarrass me, it growls loudly and Jackson smiles, raising his brows at me.

“Ok, maybe I’m a little hungry” I said.

He takes a spoonful of salad and brings it to my mouth.

“No, sir. I can feed myself” I said.

“I know. Just let me, please”

I nod and open my mouth. He puts the salad and I chew it, he watches me with… Pride? Pride of what?.

“Aren’t you gonna eat?” I asked.

“Yes. But after you are full” he said.

He continues to feed me, until I couldn’t have any. Then he start to eat the leftover.

I watch him eat until he finishes the salad. I pick the plates, but he stops me.

“Stay with me for a while” he said.

I nod and sits down. We continue to watch cartoons, different cartoons.

Which makes me wonder, why does he like cartoons so much? Even his movie collection is weird, only cartoons and kiddies songs.

Why?.

I think there’s more to Jackson Mark than the eyes meet, I’ll ask Bright about it tomorrow.

After watching three more cartoon, my eyes start to get heavy. I released a long yawn.

“Are you feeling sleepy?” Jackson ask.

“Yes, sir. I’ll…”

“I told you to stop calling me that” he said sounding annoyed.

“But sir… ”

” Damn it!”

Then he crashes his lips on mine, His lips move against mine.

His kiss wasn’t soft at all, it’s aggressive, greedy and demanding.

It’s almost like he’s pouring all his emotions into the kiss, the kiss is full of longing.

But longing for what?

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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...

A Night with Mr Arrogant (episode 24)

Episode 24

Halfway through, I hear the doorbell rings. I wipe my hand and rush there.

I open the door expecting to see someone, but I saw a lot of rose bouquet outside, Paul stands next to them.

He hands me a card.

“Paul, what are all this?” I asked.

“A hundred roses bouquets, it contains roses of different colors” he answered.

I jump happily and start to perceive as many as I can, taking in their fresh scent.

This so much better than that bouquet of flowers I received earlier.

I guess this is from Victor too. I check the card, and my mouth falls open.

How could this be? Him?

How is this possible? How can it be him? My smile falters.

Just then the door open and Jackson walks out, his hands tuck in his pocket.

“Do you like them?” He asked.

“Huh?”

“The roses, do you like them?” He asked.

“Y-yes” I answered.

He studies my face.

“But you’re not smiling like you did when you receive that bouquet of flowers” he said.

A grin spreads on my face. I can’t believe he would get me a bouquet of roses. I can’t imagine him ordering flowers, he’ll look cute.

“I’m smiling. Thank you, sir” I said.

He frown a little.

“New rule, don’t call me sir” he said.

“Oh, thanks Mr Mark”

” And that too” he said.

” Huh? What am I supposed to call you then?” I asked.

” Jackson”

” What?” I asked.

” Call me by my first name, Jackson!” He said.

” But aren’t you gonna fire me if I call you by your first name?. No you are looking for ways to fire me, right”

He laughs but quickly covers it with a cough.

No, I’m not going to fire you and I’m not looking for ways to. Just abide by any rules given by me or there might be….. Punishments!!” his eyes sparkle as he mentioned punishments.

I wonder what his punishments are gonna be like. Wait….I hope his punishments don’t involve torturing people to death.

I shudder at the thought.

But if I find out his punishments methods it can help Lizzy, it might be one of his secrets.

Yes!

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...

A Night with Mr Arrogant (episode 23)

Episode 23

There at the door post, a bouquet of flowers lay on the ground. I pick it up and look at the card to know who the flowers are for.

They might be for Jackson, you know girls are crazy when it comes to who they love.

But the card has my name on it, I smile when I know the flowers are for me.

“At least someone appreciate my charms for once” I said.

I perceive it and breath in the fresh scent, then I smile in contentment.

Just then my phone starts ringing, I know it’s must be Victor calling to ask about the flowers.

I brought out my phone and I was right with my guess.

Me:- hey Victor, how are you doing?

Victor:- I’m good. Do you like the flowers?

Me:- yes! I love them.

Victor:- good. Then I know what to do more often. Tomorrow we’ll have dinner, ok?

Me:- yeah, no problem. Dinner sounds great.

Then I hang up, at that instant Jackson takes the flowers from me and throws them out the gate, across the street.

“Hey, does were mine!” I protest but it’s already too late.

“Well, not anymore. After all you don’t need them”

“Who said I don’t need them, they remind me that I at least have an admirer” I said.

“I said you don’t need them, and you already have an admirer!” He said.

A smile grows on my face when he said that, is it who I’m thinking?.

“I have? Who? Is it Bright?” I asked.

Bright is handsome and funny, I like him. Jackson growled lowly, and frowns at me.

“Not him!. New rule, don’t accept gifts from others. Especially guys!” He said and walks into the living room.

I follow behind.

“Wait…what? Is that even supposed to be a rule?” I asked.

“I just made it a rule” he look at his watch. “it’s already 4:50pm, just make me salad and bring it to my room” he said and marches upstairs to his room.

God this guy is so damn hard. And does he keeps adding new rules? Who does that?.

I sigh and start on with his salad.

Halfway through, I hear the doorbell rings. I wipe my hand and rush there.

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....