The next day marked first day of my job as a maid in the Stonewood mansion.
When I got to the mansion, nervous excitement coursed through my veins.Before I left for home, I went back to the people who interviewed me.I was excited and relieved beyond words.They gave me a contract to sign which I did after reading it thoroughly.It was an NDA. It made me promise not to disclose anything that occurs in the mansion. Everything I witness here has to remain a secret.I was required to stay in the mansion five times a week. I begged them to make it four times because of my mom which they obliged to.I was also given a uniform which I was required to wear all the time during work hours.Apart from that, I was satisfied with all the terms given. I was shocked when I heard the salary I would be paid. It was outrageous.No wonder it was strictly by invitation. I knew the salary had to be high when I saw the ladies that showed up.It was enough to cover my mom's expenses with time and more than enough for me to save and take care of myself.That morning, I arrived at the mansion holding a bag that had enough clothes to last me for a few days. I would call the doctor from time to time to check on my mom.When I got to the front door, Miss Sullivan was already waiting for me at the entrance."Good morning, ma'am" I said with a smile.She smiled warmly at me. She was an elderly woman, maybe in her fifties. She had the aura of a mother. I felt comfortable in her presence. She wore a uniform like me too but while mine was white and black, hers was red."Good morning, dear" She said "Please, follow me"I followed her through the grand hallways. She led me to what I believe is the heart of the mansion – the bustling kitchen.As we entered the kitchen, the aroma of fresh herbs and spices filled the air.The kitchen alone was about three times my whole apartment. It was freaking huge."Wow" I breathed.I took in the sight of stainless steel appliances, gleaming countertops, and a large island at the center. It was a chef's dream come true.Even someone who didn't like to cook would love it in here.There were two other ladies who were dressed in the same uniform as me. They were busy running around and prepping ingredients.Miss Sullivan gestured towards them"Joan, allow me to introduce you to your colleagues" She said "These are Emily and Sarah. They will be your companions"I smiled at them.Emily looked like a lovely lady to be around. She had a warm smile and a twinkle in her eyes."Hello Joan" she said "It's nice to have you here. If you have any questions or need help, don't hesitate to ask.""Thank you" I said.It seemed like we would get along just fine.Sarah, on the other hand, eyed me with disdain. She scoffed as she chopped the onions she was holding."Great" Sarah muttered, her voice dripping with sarcasm "Another newbie to babysit. Just what we needed."Emily nudged her with her elbow "Be nice. She can hear you""So?" Sarah snapped "Do I care?"I was confused by her response.How can people be so mean?She just met me yet she's behaving this way.I don't want any trouble. I'm just here to mind my business and work.I swallowed my unease, determined not to let Sarah's negativity dampen my spirits.I did my best to hold back the tears. I don't know why people find it easy to look down on me.Miss Sullivan intervened, her voice firm. "Enough, Sarah. We're all here to work as a team. Joan is your new colleague and I expect you to treat her with respect."Sarah huffed and turned away to the sink clearly displeased with Miss Sullivan's reprimand.I took a deep breath, reminding myself to stay focused on my job and not let negativity get the best of me.I'm here to work and that's all. I'm not here to make friends or care if anyone likes me or not.My feelings are hurt but I shouldn't dwell on that."Thank you, Emily" I said to them, doing my best to keep my voice stable "I appreciate your kindness. And Sarah, I hope we can work well together.""Whatever" Sarah muttered.I paid her no mind and got to work immediately. Miss Sullivan guided me on what to do.The morning flew by in a whirlwind of cleaning the kitchen organizing, and making lunch.Miss Sullivan mentioned that Sir Derrick is around and we would be serving him.At the mention of his name, my heart beat increased.I remember how hot and bothered I felt just by the sight of him today.Last night, I couldn't get his gorgeous face out of my mind.How would I react to seeing him again?I hope I don't make a fool of myself.All my life, I've never been this attracted to a man. I've never felt this way before, not even for my ex and I loved him dearly.I shivered at the thought of Eric, my ex.His name brings up bad memories.I just met Derrick so how come I feel this way?Whatever feelings I have, I hope they die down. No matter what, I can't act on them.He's a fucking billionaire. He's built one of the greatest empires in America.And I'm me.... I have nothing to my name.. Not even a college degree.How can he ever like a girl like me?After a few hours, the time had come. It was time to serve the meal we had prepared."Girls, clean up the kitchen" Miss Sullivan said "Joan and I will be attending to Sir Derrick""Yes ma'am" they chorused.My heart rate increased as soon as she said this. My heart was beating so loud that I could hear it in my ears.Miss Sullivan handed me a silver tray laden with perfectly plated dishes, and I followed her towards Sir Derrick's private dining room."He doesn't like to be disturbed when eating" Miss Sullivan said "That's why he eats privately""Yes, miss Sullivan""Please" She said with a smile "Call me Alice"The moment I stepped into the dining room, my breath caught in my throat.The room was so beautiful.Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, casting a lovely glow over the long, polished table.Silverware sparkled, and fine china adorned the place settings. The room itself was adorned with exquisite paintings.He sat at the head of the table. His presence commanded attention and admiration.As I approached the table, my hands trembled slightly, betraying the nerves that had settled deep within me. I don't know why I feel like this. I felt so nervous.I really wanted to make a good impression. I've never felt this much urge to impress a man."Good day, sir" I said to him.He didn't answer me. He focused on his phone.Just as I dropped the tray, our fingers brushed against each other.I gasped as soon as our skins touched.A jolt shot through me, a current of electricity passed through my nerves. It was an unexpected touch, but one that felt strangely intimate.For a moment, we locked eyes, blue to brown.Our gazes held a silent conversation.His eyes were like the ocean. They were so... Blue.They were so mesmerizing. I had never seen anything as captivating as them in my life. I could get lost in them forever.His face was a work of art.I liked the fact that his eyes were on me. I would do anything to keep being the center of his attention.Miss Sullivan cleared her throat, breaking the moment between us."Sorry sir" I murmured.I went back to setting the table. Miss Sullivan and I placed all meals carefully in a particular order.When we were done, we were dismissed.As miss Sullivan and I left the room, I could still feel Sir Derrick's eyes on me.DERRICK'S POVI was in my office sorting out some of my work papers.I did my best to focus on my work. I really did. However, no matter how hard I tried, my thoughts kept drifting back to.... Her. Joan.Yes,that's her name. Every single time I closed my eyes, I could see her gorgeous face. Her image was imprinted in my mind, refusing to leave.This is unusual because I just came in contact with her yesterday.I had never met anyone so beautiful... Anyone so mesmerizing. Yes, that's the word. She had the most beautiful pair of brown eyes I had ever seen. I could look at her forever. She had such captivating beauty and an innocent demeanor. She stared at me innocently. I could destroy her if I had the chance. I can imagine doing dirty things to her. She had such a small frame. She was so small that I could crush her with my bare hands if I wanted. I could pin both hands on top her head with one hand and I wouldn't need to use all my strength.Her curves showed in the tight dre
DERRICK'S POV"How's your end of the business?" I asked my sister; Ariana "What are the updates?" We were both seated in my office. She sat in front of my desk. She looked focused as she looked for answers to my questions. She typed away on her MacBook as she gave me the documented details she had. "I ran updates on the trap houses here in the city" She responded. "And? Did you go there yourself or did you make use of the spies?" "I went there myself. The spies are working but with what's happened with Bones, I don't want to risk it. We can't trust anyone anymore" I nodded in understanding. She's right. The incident with Bones made me double check all my underground businesses. I thought the few men who were close to me could be trusted. Turns out you can't trust people after all. We have to be more careful. We can't afford this kind of incident again. It's only a matter of time before people start to put two and two together. "How are the houses in Mexico?" I asked her. "They
DERRICK'S POVI sat at my desk in my office. I tried to focus on the countless papers in front of me yet no matter how hard I tried, my mind always shifted to her..... JoanHer face was etched into my mind. I couldn't help but admire her. She was so strikingly beautiful, and her figure in that dress....I didn't even want to think about it too much. If I did, I would definitely have a hard on. The dress did a good job in bringing out her curves. I liked the view of her in it and I was sure I would like what was underneath it even more. I closed my eyes, allowing myself to imagine Joan in that short maid uniform. I imagined her walking towards me slowly while looking at me with whole time. I just want to grab her by the neck, turn her around and roughly pin her to the desk. After that, I'll raise up her dress and look at her panties. I was sure her underwear would be soaked for me. She's probably attracted to me like I am to her. I can imagine the curve of her ass. I wondered what kind
JOAN'S POVThe clock on the wall struck midnight, yet I couldn't sleep. I was too disturbed by my thoughts. I laid in my new luxurious bed, surrounded by luxury furniture that seemed to belong in a palace rather than maid's room. Emily had graciously shown me to my room earlier, and the sight of it had left me in awe. It was bigger than I anticipated. I sat up in bed and stared at the place for the hundredth time. I couldn't believe it. The room was twice the size of my shoebox apartment. I couldn't believe I had been given my own space, complete with a personal bathroom. I actually expected to share a room with someone or even two people. I didn't expect to have a space as large this all to myself. I sat there, feeling happy and grateful. Earlier, I texted Bea to tell her how everything was going. I also called the doctor to find out how my mom was doing. He told he she hadn't woken up yet. I was worried. My concern for my mom filled my thoughts. I just wanted her to be okay. Look
JOAN'S POVHopeless. Sadness. Confusion. These are the three emotions I felt as I sat in the dimly lit hospital room. My heart felt heavy with worry. My mind is a whirlwind of emotions and I have no idea what to do. I watched my mother with sadness in my heart. Beep. Beep. Beep. The rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor filled the air. The beeping was a a constant reminder of my mother's fragile state. Tubes and wires were attached to her body, keeping her alive while she lay motionless in the hospital bed. Her face was pale, and her breathing shallow. I was job hunting when I got a call that my mother had been brought to the hospital by an ambulance. The doctors said she had suffered a heart attack and had slipped into a coma.I gazed at my mom, feeling a lump form in my throat. How did we end up here? I thought back to the days when she was vibrant and full of life. She was always there to support me. Now, I was the one who needed to be strong for her.Looking at my mom in t
The day for the interview finally came.It turned out that Stephanie did put in a good word for me after all and for that I was grateful. I was in the hospital when I got the call from the mansion. They formally invited me and put me on the list. On the day of the interview, I nervously adjusted the collar of the dress I wore which I borrowed from Bea. Bea was just as excited as I was about the interview. She took it upon herself to make sure I look my best for today. She dressed me up in one of her nicest red corporate dresses. She curled my hair and forced me to wear make up and heels. I complained to her, thinking I was overdressed. Now, that I'm seated amongst the other applicants, I wish I could go back home to dress even better. The girls - sorry, ladies here all looked like I*******m models.I saw about five of them park their cars outside.They all wore fancy dresses with their hairs professionally blown out. They wore expensive jewelry and had the latest I phones.They
My heart skipped a beat as I looked up to see none other than Derrick Stonewood himself standing before me.I froze. I couldn't move if I wanted to. My breath got caught sharply in my throat. Here he was, the man whose empire everyone admires is standing before me... Inches away. We were so close to the extent that if we both made one wrong move, we would be pressed together tightly. I was literally just right in front of him. Derrick arched an eyebrow, clearly taken aback by my sudden presence.I stammered, trying to find the right words. "I...I'm sorry, sir" Derrick Stonewood stood tall before me. He was even bigger in real life than he was in his pictures. He was about two times my size. He could practically crush me if he wanted to. I had to raise my head just to look into his eyes. His presence was commanding and magnetic. I know I had just met him but I could tell quite some things about him just from his looks. His tall frame exuded confidence. He was devilishly hands