My One And Only Maid

Ilayda's POV: I woke up this morning at 7 a.m., as every single morning I opened the curtains to get a view of the street. It is a beautiful morning here in New York no matter what the weather is I find it always beautiful or maybe I am just too in love with this city. After a long session of contemplating the scene that lay before me. I went to the bathroom, washed my face, and other things. I put on my outfit, and I head to the kitchen. Oh, I am telling you my story but I forgot to introduce myself, how rude. So anyway, my name is Ilayda, I'm a maid, I've been working as a housemaid for 3 years now and I'm 20 years old. I am working for The Elfonso family they are good people, weird but they treat me well, I guess? Nevertheless, I think it is all I need. I am working for Mr. and Mrs. Elfonso, they are rather a funny old couple but they're not too old though, and however, they act weird sometimes. There is also their daughter Maribel

Ilayda's POV:Tonight for the first time in a while, I dreamt about my parents, especially when we use to go to the farm, that memory always brought a smile to my face. Those were good times. However, it is ok now besides there is no need to recall the past because the more you remember the more it hearts.I started to get myself ready but then I remember what happened yesterday, what should I do? I did not know because I have never been in such a situation before, I think I will pretend as if nothing happened. Anyway, he was drunk and above that, he is the son of my employers so I cannot mess things up, I can afford more problems in my life.I headed to the kitchen and Nona was already there." Good morning Nona, feeling better today?" I kissed her on the cheek and went towards the fridge to get the food out." Good morning dear, yes I feel better, I guess sleeping more did well to me thank you" indeed she looked a bit better

ILayda's POV:My eyes wined at what he said, to be fair I was shocked.I felt a sudden drop in temperature seriously this thing has to get fixed. Oh, it is just his hand grabbing mine.But wait, did he seriously called me cute? No, my head is playing tricks on me. Then I looked at him he was looking a little pissed. Did I do something?I looked up and his eyes were so fixed on me, so I dropped my eyes to the floor because I got so embarrassed."Jack, you got everything you need man? Because Ilayda has to go, " Christian was addressing jack but holding eye contact with me the whole time."Yes man, I'm good". Jack looked a little unconformable, but he ends up leaving which I hated because now I was alone with Christian and God knows I hate when things like this happen. Therefore, I tried to leave but the silly me forgot that he was still holding me by the arm, and instead of bei

Ilayda's POV:I was shockedI swear I did not see that one coming.He kissed me.He freaking kissed me. I do not know what to do right now.I pushed him hard because he was holding me so tightly."Stop, what are you doing? No!" the words coming out of my mouth expressed my refusal yet my body and my heart were totally on a different level, they were not refusing it actually they were welcoming the warmth I felt when I was with him, the safety and peace that washed over me when he grabbed me. However, I was not going to admit not even if they pull a gun on my head, because I know that this is wrong. F

Ilayda's POV:Mr. and Mrs. Elfonso came back home a couple of days ago. Mr. Elfonso went to the company as soon as he arrived and Mrs. Elfonso had a gathering with her friends at home, where she started to tell them about all the places she went to and all the expensive things she got. You know how can be a typical rich middle-aged woman.At the end of the day, I found myself in my room, this day went by pretty normal and I was a little tired so after taking my shower I went straight to my bed to get some sleep.I woke up terrified, the same as every other night, because of my nightmare but as I was trying to get out of my bed, something was pushing me and keeping me from getting up. I turned the lamp on my nightstand and I saw Christian, lying by my si