All Chapters of Maid for The CEO’s Desires: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

“Tell me this is a mistake.”Walang kahit isang sumagot sa ‘kin.Not my father, who looked like he hadn’t slept in days. Not my mother, whose trembling fingers were still wrapped around a glass of water na hindi naman niya ginalaw the whole time we were in the conference room. Hindi rin yung mga lawyers seated across from us, all polished smiles and expensive suits, staring at us like we were already guilty and just waiting for us to break.And definitely not the man at the far end of the table.Vladimir Von Del Fierro.Nakaupo siya roon like the room belonged to him. Parang pag-aari niya ang buong building. Parang lahat ng tao sa loob had already adjusted to the simple fact na ang mga lalaking tulad niya, laging nakukuha ang gusto.Black suit. White shirt. No tie.No softness.No mercy.“Selene,” bulong ni Mama, her voice tight with warning.Hindi ko siya tiningnan. Nasa pile of documents sa glossy conference table ang tingin ko. Statements. Copies of transactions. Supplier names na

“You’re glaring at your plate,” Vladimir said.For a whole five minutes, magkaharap lang kaming nakaupo habang tahimik na umiikot sa mesa ang mga staff, serving food that looked expensive enough to make me nervous. The dining room was all candlelight and polished silver.I looked up. “I’m thinking.”“You look offended.”“I am offended.”His mouth tilted slightly. “By the food?”“By everything.”Ngumisi lang siya.May isang staff na lumapit para salinan ulit ang wine glass niya.Vladimir didn’t even look at her.“Leave it,” he said flatly.She froze. “Sir?”“I said leave it.”Agad siyang umatras. “Yes, sir.”I blinked.Then Vladimir looked at me.“Pour it.”I stared. “Excuse me?”His voice stayed calm. “You heard me.”For one second, tinignan ko lang siya.Then at the bottle.Then back at him.“Oh, wow,” I said softly. “Straight to the humiliation. Bold.”His gaze didn’t shift. “You’re my maid, Selene. Not a guest.”Tinitigan ko siya nang ilang segundo bago kinuha ang bote ng wine.Fin

“Is there a problem with the meal?” Tanong ni Mrs. Alvarez matapos kong abutin ang tinidor ko at tusukin ang steak like it had personally offended me.“No,” I said. “Just with my life.”I glanced down at the table.My necklace.He had my necklace.And he knew it was mine.That was the part I couldn’t stop circling.Naglapag si Mrs. Alvarez ng teapot near my plate. “Mr. Del Fierro sent tea.”I just smiled at her.Bahagya siyang tumango at tumalikod na para umalis. Pero huminto siya sa may pinto.“Miss Monteverde.”I looked up. “What now?”Bumalik siya sa loob dala ang isang maliit na itim na kahon. Plain yet elegant.“Mr. Del Fierro asked that this be delivered to you after lunch.”My stomach tightened immediately. “A box.”“Yes.”“Is that a death threat?”Nagkibit balikat siya. “I wouldn’t know.”Maingat niya iyong inilapag sa tabi ng plato ko, gave one last calm nod, and left me alone with it.I stared at the box.Then at my lunch.Then back at the box.Nope.Absolutely not.I reache