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Bella’s POV"Wait... what?" My mouth parted in shock. The surprise in my eyes was obvious.At first, I just needed money to pay for the watch I bought. That idiotic thief stole it before I could even wear it to Lauren's party. All the girls in our group had one—it was like some new status code. They didn’t let me breathe, constantly bragging about it, showing it off. I wanted to shut them up, so I bought it—of course, on credit. I knew I couldn’t pay. But in that moment, all I wanted was to prove to those bitches that I had it too.Anyway, I couldn’t pay back, not even in installment, so I decided to sell Elena’s watch—specifically, the one she stole. Selling the diamond ring became my only option. I made some inquiries and they led me to Kenny’s Jewelry—I heard they’d buy anything diamond. I figured I could get at least a thousand dollars for it. Enough to pay for the watch, with some extra change. If it was real diamond.But just as I was about to go through with it, I got a call. I

Lucas's POV I hated disappointment.The best place to break a leg was in a hospital—perfect, at least there was treatment.But a broken heart? Disappointment caused that—and there was no damn place to fix it.Now what did I get? Any time I laid a hand on that girl, I would fucking crush her. She dared—I opened the door to my room. And guess who I saw again?The same girl who had haunted my every turn today—my housekeeper. Of all people.Not that I was looking at her. She wasn’t worth my attention... except she was right then. And it pissed me off.She said something—probably a greeting. I didn’t catch it, didn’t care. I walked past her like she was air."You..."I stopped her before she could leave the room.I needed a drink—someone to pour me some. Needed to numb the mess inside my chest.Only alcohol could give me the boldness to face Mom later. I ordered her to get me a drink from the other room- my little bar-house.She obeyed—she knew better than to say no.But what did she bri

Elena’s POV Lucas’s Mansion I almost forgot to breathe when I saw him. My heart thudded so loudly, I thought it might explode. Fuck. I hated seeing his face—uselessly cute. I hated that I even admitted that. But anyway, it was all for the better. Let’s see who was getting some rest today. I hugged the bed tightly, a smile spreading across my face. Peaceful. Calm. Until— “Elena...” Yep, my name rang through the room. That voice? Helen. I jumped off the bed and rushed to the door. And there she stood—in the same uniform as mine, only with a slight difference: a badge on her chest with bold letters and the title Head Housekeeper. Did they really have to make it that obvious? Like anyone there didn’t already know. “Ma—” A frown spread across her face. She was never the expressive type, but that day she looked serious. Did I mess up—again? Oh. The dancing incident. “Did you not receive a text?” What text? My heart skipped. Did Lucas change his mind? He said it was fine… or di

“Tell the boys to keep their eyes on her,” I ordered, my voice cold and clear. I tossed the phone onto the bed and grinned, flipping my finger in the air like I’d just won a bet. I couldn’t hide the thrill bubbling in my chest. Honestly, I didn’t know if I was more elated about finally escaping Mother’s grip, or because I’d finally found that slippery little fox of a girl. “Oh, I am so making her pay,” I muttered, a grin spreading across my face. “For every damn thing.” Striding to the wardrobe, I yanked the doors open and pulled out a two-piece gray designer suit, sharp enough to cut glass, and a black wool overcoat that didn't ask for respect— it demanded it. I liked to dress elegant—but intimidating. Especially today. I reached for a watch and clipped it around my wrist, only to frown. “No, this won’t do…” I muttered, ripping it off and grabbing a sleeker, silver piece that matched my mood—cold, calculated. “Perfect.” Next, I moved to the shoe rack, my gaze scanning over poli

Lucas's POV It was 9 a.m. For the first time in a long while, I wasn’t stepping out. After last night’s conversation, I didn’t see the point of going to work today. I was supposed to meet Mom, but the thought of what to say made me restless. Even if I did go to the company, I wouldn't be able to concentrate. Smith? Yeah right. I checked my phone for updates—none. Disappointed, I sighed. How the hell could I have a team of men and not a single one could find one girl? I was starting to feel like I’d been duped. How could Daniel hook me up with a thief? That’s exactly what she was- a bloody hell of a thief. If I wanted a bride, then he should know what kind of woman I wanted. Not just an everyday woman. “I’m sorry, Lucas, I really don’t have her personal details.” What the fuck did he mean? not even her Contact. How was I clueless? I should’ve known from the moment she proposed sex—what kind of girl pays for sex? Damn. I should’ve known. I stood from the b

Elena’s POV The buzzing phone beside my head interrupted my sleep. "Not again..." I stretched and sat upright on the bed. I grabbed the phone—9:00 AM. Shit! I jumped off the bed in a panic. How did I sleep in? I dragged my fingers through my messy bun. "God please.. not today" Helen told me to wake up early today. It was my turn to clean the. boss’s room. I slid my feet into my flip-flops and quickly walked straight to the bathroom. My room was quite the sight. For a housekeeper, this was heaven. I used to think being a maid would be like in the movies—treated like trash—but this? This was far better I mean this was different. Even Dad’s house was never this comfortable. No—I bloody hate being here, but I can't deny the luxury surrounding me. Talking about- A bed big enough for three people. A wall-mounted large TV. Perfectly draped curtains over wide windows, with "Louis Vuitton" written all over. A glittering glass table and a wooden chair to match.