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Housekeeper and the Billionaire

Housekeeper and the Billionaire

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last updateLast Updated : 2023-10-01
By:  ZahaerOngoing
Language: English
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"Sherman...Sherman Colton," I managed to mutter, my voice quivering from a combination of exhaustion and worry. The name surfaced from the depths of my consciousness, unexpected yet purposeful. As I felt my awareness fade, a lingering feeling of unease settled within me. I didn't just say that name in response to a question; it was more like a desperate plea, a fragment of worry for the man whose image and reputation I was afraid I had ruined in the chaotic events that had taken place. As I surrendered to the embrace of unconsciousness, a deep uncertainty gripped my soul, unsure if I would ever wake up to the light of another day. I whispered, "Mr.Colton, I didn't break your trust." ........................................................................... Within the luxurious Elite Oaks Resort, Zara Tahel, the unassuming housekeeper, found herself thrust into a passionate whirlwind of destiny. Her heartache led her to cancel her wedding when she uncovered her lover's affair with his superior. Little did she know, her life was about to take a captivating turn. In her bridal gown's elegance, Zara collided with Sherman Colton, the charismatic CEO of the resort. Their encounter was electric, sparking a photograph that set the world buzzing with intrigue. But their chemistry was undeniable, a passionate connection that smoldered. Sherman offered an arrangement, one fraught with desire and hidden longing. As their worlds intertwined, the question hung in the air: Was their deal just a façade to protect his reputation, or had a deep, secret attraction ignited since that unforgettable moment? Amidst moonlit nights and stolen moments at Elite Oaks Resort, Zara and Sherman embarked on a passionate journey, testing the limits of love and desire. Their hearts danced to a melody of fervent ardor, setting their worlds ablaze with irresistible chemistry.

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Chapter 1

Chapter 1

In Twilight moments of wakefulness and sleep, I took a deep breath and could smell the soft aroma of lemon blossom and neroli lingering in the suite, crisp ivory white percale weave sheets underneath my body felt like fluffy clouds, and oh the plump pillows rubbing my cheeks. Sun setting on the horizon and rays cascading through the large balcony sliding doors cast an inviting glow to the room that took away the weariness.

I glanced around the immaculate, cream-colored Sterling Suite; this is the finest, most costly accommodation on the Dorian coast. This is more than my six-month income for one night, but it's money well spent. If only I had mastered the art of saving money and adhering to a budget, both of which I have yet to master at the ripe old age of 30.

For now, I can at least waltz around the master bedroom pretending to be the sophisticated, cultured lady I can never be, or I can get my job done and not get fired on the last day of work. Twenty minutes per room to run around like a crazy woman to prepare it in mint condition for the guests. I hate my job as much as I love it.

Both bedrooms checked, living room, dining room, and bathrooms examined, sheets tucked, cushions fluffed, cashmere wool blankets placed, linen curtains straightened, mirrors cleaned. I let out a sigh of relief as my eyes swept over the beautiful planterette, which included an array of foliage and white roses placed artfully.

The last day of my four years as a housekeeper at Elite Oak Resort was today, and tomorrow I will be married to my childhood sweetheart Arlo. It's a bittersweet time in any woman's life, when she must say goodbye to the past and embrace the future with her soul mate.

The clock struck five o'clock, and I had just 30 minutes to change and race to the seamstress to pick up my bridal gown; Mother Mary, please assist me; I pray it fits. If you could just make me thinner, I promise I would never miss another Sunday service again.

Quickly, with a mixture of excitement and anxiety about the wedding, I descended the stairs in the direction of the Maid's chambers. Paradoxically, I felt both eager and anxious about what the future held.

Mrs. Cha was waiting for me, boiling some delicious Indian chai leaves, and setting me some sweets and biscuits as a parting treat. She treated me with love and care, just as a mother would do for her child. Without a doubt, she would be much missed by me.

My joking voice trailed off when I called her, "Mrs.cha-cha-cha." She whirled around and sent a bitter scowl in my direction.

I was curious and asked, "what?"

"Nothing," she said in an annoyed voice.

"There is something, and, well, are you unhappy that I'm leaving? Mrs. Cha, you're going to miss yelling at me, right?" I stated that in jest. I gave her a peck on each cheek and watched as a broad smile unfolded across her face

"I can't believe you're going to leave this job for that man who has been nothing than a source of an emotional, mental, and financial drain on you. You've taken out a loan for his startup and are paying for the entire wedding yourself. Zara, are you really this naive?" she questioned, her eyes narrowed at me.

"After mum and dad died, his parents took in granny and me. How could I be so inconsiderate to them?" I clarified trying to make her comprehend.

"Certainly, they provided for your needs as a teenager for five years, but you've worked hard and paid them back tenfold in the last thirteen. What else?" she remarked in a displeased tone"

"It's not the length of time they've been doing these things for me that matters." To help her understand, I said, "It's because they were there for me when I needed them the most; they are my family."

I encircled her in an embrace and tried to reassure her that everything would be all right.

She nudged me aside and seated me in the chair, clearly reluctant to give up on the discussion. She was prepared to use every Hard-Bargaining trick in the book to get me to cancel the wedding.

She gave me a scrutinizing glance and said to me in a low, husky voice: "This man is not worth a dollar, and You, Zara, you are worth all the world's money in the bank; he has never given you anything but has always taken from you." She made an effort to persuade me.

"Feelings are not something that can be quantified in monetary terms," As much as possible, I was trying to convince her.

"Yeah, but it's nice to be able to afford the finer things in life," she said with a snarl in her voice, as she poured spicy chai through an infuser into her prized china cups.

The peace and quiet in the room was abruptly broken by the ringing of the phone, which was quite loud. After saying "Hello, sir," "yeah, yes," and "okay," Mrs.cha laid the phone down softly and glanced at me with her lips pursed.

"Don't go anywhere till I get back, in the meantime, have some tea on me."

"But what happened?" Curious, I asked.

Mrs. Cha responded, still wearing her apron, "They want me to change the flowers in The Sterling Suite."

“Why? I have just done that; in what way is it inappropriate?" Incredulous, I asked.

"Because Mr. Sherman Colton is allergic to roses, the suite was prepared especially for him. He went so far as to dismiss an employee because of the stupid flowers," Mrs. Cha groaned and grinned as she fumbled with her apron, "He just stepped out of the boardroom and will be there in 5mins."

I'll get it done; I'm still dressed for work and have the access card on me. I sprang out of my seat and grabbed the door handle, telling Mrs. Cha, "It will just take a minute, don't worry, drink on the tea."

As I hastily made my way to the Florist's area in order to get the No Roses bouquet, I couldn't help but wonder what kind of person doesn't like roses. Even the most gruff and unromantic of people like it to some extent; nevertheless, it is not my place to comment, since they have paid for the suite and I have been hired to deliver the flowers. That has to be a dopamine-deficient elderly businessman who has lost all his warmth.

Without making any noise, I unlocked the door to the Sterling suite, swapped out the vase, and left.

My final obligation has been fulfilled. I let out a sigh of relief as I closed and shut the door. I walked down the back steps smelling the roses, holding them close to my breast as I pretended to be on my way to the altar. I know it's a problem that my hopelessly romantic nature prevents me from seeing things as they really are, yet my dumb romantic heart melts away like a snowflake in the flames.

"Goodbye, Mrs. Cha, and many thanks for everything you've done for me. I really appreciate it." I donned a jacket over my uniform, hung my bag over one shoulder, and carried my stuff in a box I grasped in both hands while saying, "I love you to the moon and back."

"So, you're not going to come back after the fitting and show me the dress?"

I beamed, “Come to the wedding to see me in the dress."

Mrs. Cha made the joke, "I'd rather scrub the filthiest toilets than watch your life burn to ashes." It gave me a good belly chuckle.

"I'll miss the final bus back home so I'll send you some pictures."

"I want to see you as the bride," Mrs.Cha begged me. "Pictures won't be the same; don't worry about the bus; I'll pay for your cab; just come back and show me."

"All well, Mrs. Cha, but a cab will be expensive. You don't have to pay for it." I murmured hesitantly.

With a grin and a wink, she said, "I got money in my pocket, sweetheart," before walking out the door. Though I was thrilled and eager, I couldn't shake the nagging suspicion that nothing would turn out the way I had planned. Was I merely overreacting, or were my senses telling me to be wary of a difficult situation?

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20 Chapters
Chapter 1
In Twilight moments of wakefulness and sleep, I took a deep breath and could smell the soft aroma of lemon blossom and neroli lingering in the suite, crisp ivory white percale weave sheets underneath my body felt like fluffy clouds, and oh the plump pillows rubbing my cheeks. Sun setting on the horizon and rays cascading through the large balcony sliding doors cast an inviting glow to the room that took away the weariness.I glanced around the immaculate, cream-colored Sterling Suite; this is the finest, most costly accommodation on the Dorian coast. This is more than my six-month income for one night, but it's money well spent. If only I had mastered the art of saving money and adhering to a budget, both of which I have yet to master at the ripe old age of 30.For now, I can at least waltz around the master bedroom pretending to be the sophisticated, cultured lady I can never be, or I can get my job done and not get fired on the last day of work. Twenty minutes per room to run around
last updateLast Updated : 2023-04-06
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Chapter 2
I felt a tear of happiness fall from my eye. I was meandering through the Dorian coast downtown area, mind deep in my own little universe. Suddenly a familiar face attracted my gaze, it was Arlo; the sight of him delighted me, and I assumed he had come to surprise me. While I would never describe him as romantic, these gestures warmed my heart. Maybe he came to surprise me on my last day of work; he was across the street, seated in the coffee shop's outside seating area, head bowed, eyes glued to the phone, fidgeting. What a scrumptious thought. I have loved him deeply; he was always my first true love, and after tomorrow's alter ceremony, we will be inseparable.I have prepared a lengthy vow of commitment that I plan to read in front of my loved ones. I know it will be a day I'll always remember fondly and one that, perhaps, our grandkids will hear about someday. I have been diligently saving every penny to make it an unforgettable moment.My tummy was doing a happy dance of butterfl
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Chapter 3
I felt a tear of happiness fall from my eye. I was meandering through the Dorian coast downtown area, mind deep in my own little universe. Suddenly a familiar face attracted my gaze, it was Arlo; the sight of him delighted me, and I assumed he had come to surprise me. While I would never describe him as romantic, these gestures warmed my heart. Maybe he came to surprise me on my last day of work; he was across the street, seated in the coffee shop's outside seating area, head bowed, eyes glued to the phone, fidgeting. What a scrumptious thought. I have loved him deeply; he was always my first true love, and after tomorrow's alter ceremony, we will be inseparable.I have prepared a lengthy vow of commitment that I plan to read in front of my loved ones. I know it will be a day I'll always remember fondly and one that, perhaps, our grandkids will hear about someday. I have been diligently saving every penny to make it an unforgettable moment.My tummy was doing a happy dance of butterfl
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Chapter 4
I was able to collect the bridal gown from the seamstress on time, and then I made my way back to Elite Oak Resort in order to keep the promise that I had made to Mrs. Cha. She insisted on seeing me in my wedding dress. At least I can try on the dress and see how I would have looked as a bride if the wedding had gone ahead. My desire of getting married has been postponed for a few more years, and there is a possibility that it will never come true. The odds are increasing that I will become a spinster who doesn't give a crap and spends her days playing with her cats. As I refuse to get married without love.The housekeeping room remained unaltered from when I left, but the feelings I had then and now couldn't be more different. Mrs. Cha's porcelain cups still sat on the table next to the untouched cookies.I dug a hole in my heart, hoping that if I buried the grief there, I might forget about it. I put on the wedding dress and sat there, still, in the time capsule, staring blankly at
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Chapter 5
He strode off with impeccable style. He positioned himself so that he was facing me directly while leaning back on the sofa, and he waited patiently for a few moments for me to respond. And I was unable to think of a single one. What was I doing on his bed?He picked up the phone with his well-manicured hands and said, 'I should inquire with the front desk; I can't remember ordering a Mail Bride to my room.'The unknown man seemed like a successful businessman who might shred me to pieces in seconds, so I mustered all my strength to sober up before negotiating with him. Nonetheless, I had no choice but to give it a shot in order to keep both myself and Mrs. Cha out of trouble.I needed to interject.In my best drunken attempt at a coherent phrase, I pleaded, 'Please don't contact reception; give me a minute and I will clean everything and leave.''Are you a guest?'I tried to avoid making eye contact by looking away but still maintaining a conversational tone by nodding.'Do you work
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Chapter 6
I followed him into the living room in an effort to have a better understanding of what had taken place; nevertheless, I did not have the courage to question him directly. He picked up his phone and stepped out to the balcony, likely to have an important conversation. while I stood there unsure of what to do next, debating whether I should sit down and try to make myself more comfortable or whether I should continue standing. Why were there so many reports outside? In the four years that I have worked at Elite Oaks, I have never seen so many media congregate in the hotel before. Why was this happening? I cocked my head to the side to get a peek at him. His gaze immediately landed on mine. Still on the phone, he came back in and asked that I take a seat; I folded my silhouette in my arms and took the chair in the farthest corner to minimize being in his line of sight. With the booze still pumping through my veins, I was stumbling in and out of consciousness. A few hours ago, I pi
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Chapter 7
Once Mr. Colton and Winston had left the room. I headed to the restroom in an attempt to make myself appear at least slightly presentable. I glanced in the mirror. I had not gotten nearly enough sleep, and it showed in my appearance—my hair was a mess, and there were dark circles underneath my eyes. My skin resembled a dried out desert. I couldn't help but wonder what Mr. Colton saw in me that made him want to tie the knot. I despised seeing myself in such a mess. As I sprayed cold water on my face, the mascara ran down to my cleavage and stained the top of my ivory dress.After taking off any remaining makeup and brushing my hair, I pulled it back into a tight ponytail. My collarbones and naked shoulders were on full display. I went through the medicine cabinet looking for mouthwash in order to get rid of the putrid stench of alcohol that was coming from my mouth, and I slathered on a generous amount of lotion all over my olive-coloured skin.Before leaving, I made sure to maintain a
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Chapter 8
Winston and Mr.Colton left for a meeting. I was left alone in the suite, so I went for a walk around the suite and looked at all there was to see. I had cleaned this suite a number of times before, and each time, everything remained exactly the same. Nevertheless, this time, something felt different.After hearing a knock on the door, I began to head in that direction. Perhaps it was Mrs.Cha, who came to pick me up. I was clueless as to whether or not she was aware of what took place the previous night
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Chapter 9
Winston turned towards me and questioned, "Ms. Zara, are you married?"I wondered why on earth this particular conversation had any relevance to my marital status. Why did it have anything to do with what had transpired thus far? I quizzically raised an eyebrow and inquired, "Why does that minuscule detail hold any significance right now?"The two men's eyes locked onto me like a pair of confused children. It was clear that my choice of clothing had thrown them for a loop. Now, I'm not saying I was actually married or anything, but I did give off that vibe. Their puzzled expressions spoke volumes. It was as if they were trying to decipher the mystery that stood before them in a wedding gown. Was I a blushing bride, ready to walk down the aisle? Or perhaps a daring fashionista pushing the boundaries of societal norms? The possibilities were endless, and their bewildered faces only added to the intrigue. I couldn't help but chuckle to myself as I soaked in their confusion. It was like a
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Chapter 10
I was in a state of dumbfounded silence, as if someone had hit the mute button on my life. The irony of being rendered speechless at a time when I needed words the most!Before I could even begin to describe my shock with words.Winston clarified, "It will be a Contract marriage, and you will be paid generously at the end of each week. When the term expires in eight weeks, you will also be gifted with a luxurious apartment in the center of the Dorian coast."All of it seemed too good to be true, and it most likely wasn't. When it comes to money, that would completely alter my situation. I was out of a job and in a dire situation financially. I once attempted to be married out of love, but it was a horrible experience, and it didn't work out at all. But, a marriage without love?I was miserable at the thought of getting married, but ultimately, last night, I decided to stop thinking about it at all.However, the duration of this commitment is merely 8 weeks, and once it finishes, I wil
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