Annabel was a bit nervous to go see the madam, she really hopes the madam doesn’t get suspicious with them and find out that she isn’t married.“I am a bit nervous,” Annabel whispers to Juliet.“You don’t have to be nervous, she will ask you a few questions and you have to answer the questions without showing that you are nervous”Juliet whispers back to Annabel “and no matter what happens, she mustn’t find out that you are single” she added.“I will try my best not to be nervous,”Annabel mutters with a low tone.“No more talking, we are almost close to the living room, we don’t want her to get to know about our lies”Juliet ushers for her to be quiet, Annabel nods lightly.They both finally reached their destination but they were both confused because they couldn’t see any trace of the madam.“I think she has finally caught up to our lies” Annabel bickers pacing around.“I think she stepped out for a moment,” Juliet declares, trying to convince herself that the madam was going to come
It was 7 o'clock in the morning ,Juliet's eyes twitch a little due to the sun ray reflecting her eyes.She blinks rapidly managing to open her eyes to see Annabel awake.“You are awake early” Juliet yawns, stretching her hands.“I am a little bit excited for my new job, so I got up early”Annabel excitedly squeaked.“That’s good to hear”Juliet smiles before getting out of bed.“I was waiting for you to be awake, I need to get to the house early”Annabel groans.“Don’t you want me to take you there?”Juliet asked.“You don’t have to, I will go there myself and besides you need to go to work”Annabel pointed out.“Okay then, promise to visit every weekend,”Juliet grins.“I promise to visit every weekend,” Annabel repeats.They both hugged each other and said their goodbyes.‘I really hope I made the right choice getting her this job’ Juliet murmur’s to herself watching as Annabel leaves.On getting to the house, Annabel had only one thing in mind and that was to get rid of any thoughts of th
“You mean I have to go to one of the brothers' rooms?”Annabel asked, a bit sceptical.“That’s exactly what I mean” Mrs Jones declares with a warm smile on her face.The thoughts of Annabel going to one of the brothers' rooms is making her a bit nervous as adrenaline rushes to her blood.“Do I have to go in there, maybe you should assign something else to me?”Annabel nervously suggested.“Do you have a problem with cleaning the master room?” She suspiciously questions her.“No, I don’t have a problem with it. It is just that I don’t want to make any mistake in cleaning the room”Annabel quickly uttered to kill her suspicious eyes that were gazing at her.“In that case, you aren’t fit to work here”Mrs Jones declares, making Annabel's eyes widened but she recovered immediately.“I am very capable and very fit to work here”Annabel assures her with pleas evident in her tone.“Then do as I say”Mrs Jones orders, Annabel nods not wanting to create any more chaos“You will have to be fast beca
Annabel was packing her belongings with tears in her eyes. Annabel POV He is so mean, how could he just fire me just like that, what the hell will I tell Juliet now. She will be so disappointed in me, what the fuck just happened?‘How someone that handsome be so cruel at the same time, I hate him so much. And to think I had a crush on him, at least his brother is a little bit nicer than him.Annabel still couldn’t believe she just got fired on her first day of work, all she could think about is the disappointment on Juliet’s face when she finds out about it.The knock on her down diverted her thoughts, she went immediately to check who it was. As soon as she opens the door, she saw an angry Mrs Montes standing in front of her.Annabel is terrified with the look on Mrs jones face.“Mrs… jones”She stutters, cleaning her tears immediately.Mrs Jones entered her room without Annabel’s permission.“What have you done? Do you know the consequence of your action?”Mrs Jones sternly questions
The look on all the chefs' faces shows how terrified they were. This was a mistake that shouldn’t have ever happened and knowing the kind of family the Torres were, the person will be punished severely.“What is going on, why are they all looking terrified?”Annabel whispers to Mrs jones.“Someone is trying to harm sir Andrew”She replies earning a gasp from Annabel “everyone knows that sir Andrew is allergic to pineapple, so it wasn’t an accident”She added.Annabel wonders who would have done it, she knew how annoying and irritating sir Andrew can be but she never imagined someone would actually try to harm him here.“Who do you think is responsible?”Annabel’s curiosity kicks in.“Whoever it is should pray that he/she never gets caught,”Mrs Jones silently utters a short prayer.“What will happen to the person?”Annabel questions like she was the culprit.“Let just say, the person will wish he never did that”She utters, giving her a death stare.Annabel is a little bit terrified, she is
Albert turns to look at her, he couldn’t get a glimpse of her face because her gaze is on the ground.“You don’t have to look down, you can always look up to talk to me” he says with a friendly tone.“No sir, it will be disrespectful of me to stare at you” she says with fear in her tone.Albert couldn’t help but be amazed by the house keeper’s reaction.“What is your name?” he asks calmly.“My… name… is.. Annabel” she stammered.“That is such a beautiful name”“Thank you sir” she stuttered “sir, your father calls for you” she says with her gaze still on the ground.“What does he want?” He asks coldly.“I have no idea about that,” she replies.“Thanks for informing me,” he says calmly.“I will take my leave then”“Wait, don’t leave” he says as he gets up from the couch. He majestically walked slowly towards Annabel. Annabel’s heart skipped a beat knowing he was coming towards her, she took a step back when he got closer.“You don’t need to be scared about anything, I won’t hurt you” he
The last thing Annabel wants right now, is to make any contact with sir Albert.“I don’t think I should be the one to go get him his coffee” she says with a nervous tone.“Don’t even get started with me Annabel,” Mrs jones says with annoyance “take this, and give it to him” she says with a strong tone while handing over a cup of coffee to her. Annabel took the cup of coffee from her, she knew she had no choice but to go to sir Alberts room.‘It will be fine Annabel, just give him the coffee and try not to make any physical contact with him’ she whispers to herself.Getting to his room, she knocked at the door but she didn’t get any response from anyone. She decided to go in to drop the coffee since it will be better not seeing him.She opened the door and was shocked by what she saw. It was a half naked Albert, he had a lean muscular body and Annabel couldn’t help but drool over the body. She stood there for over 30 seconds before she turned her back so he wouldn’t notice that she wa
The smile on Annabel’s face as soon as she saw Juliet could light up an entire room.“Juliet!” Annabel yells with excitement as she goes ahead to give her a big hug.“I missed you so much,” Juliet confessed as she tightened the hug.“Not to break your reunion but we have a lot of work to do” Mrs jones says uttered from behind.“Oh, sorry” Annabel broke the hug. “I would love to take Juliet to my room so she can stay there and wait for me to do what I have to do” Annabel announced hoping she will agree.“I don’t think ma’am will be pleased if she finds out about your visitor” Mrs jones declares a bit skeptical of letting her take Juliet into her room.“She isn’t just any visitor, I assure you that madam won’t have any problem seeing Juliet here” Annabel tries persuading her.She believes since Juliet and her madam were already familiar there won’t be a problem.“It is fine as long as she stays in your room and doesn't distract you and one more thing, she can’t sleep over”Mrs Jones war
Albert’s POVAndrew is still not ready. My patience thins with every passing second as I check my watch again, exhaling sharply. The morning air is crisp, but irritation burns hotter under my skin. Finally, the door creaks open, and Andrew steps out, adjusting his cufflinks like he has all the time in the world. A wave of relief washes over me, quickly replaced by annoyance.“I told you to be early,” I say, my tone clipped, frustration lacing every word.He grins, unapologetic. “All I can say is that I’m sorry. No excuse.” He strides past me and slides into the car, leaving me to roll my eyes before getting in myself.Settling into my seat, I immediately pull out the documents, flipping through them with practiced efficiency. The low hum of the engine fills the space between us as I make last-minute adjustments, my focus narrowing in on the numbers and projections. The weight of the upcoming meeting presses down on me—this project is mine, and I won’t let anything jeopardize it.By th
Andrew’s POV My mind raced as I stared at Annabel, my throat tightening. What the hell do I even say to her? I hadn’t meant for this to happen—not like this. I should’ve been more careful. I should’ve thought this through. But now? I was caught. And by the look in her eyes, she wasn’t about to let me off easy.“Annabel, listen to me,” I said, keeping my tone calm, but my voice felt tight in my throat. She folded her arms across her chest, her gaze sharp and expectant, waiting for me to speak. But the truth was, I had nothing. Absolutely nothing. “I don’t know what to say,” I admitted, breaking eye contact as guilt settled in my stomach.Her breath hitched, and when she spoke again, her voice was thick with disbelief. “You have to be kidding me right now. You did this, and now you have nothing to say?” Her fingers clenched into fists at her sides. “You knew I wasn’t married this whole time?”“Not the whole time,” I muttered, shifting uncomfortably. “But I figured it out not too long a
Annabel’s POVI still can’t understand how he can afford this restaurant. Everything about this place screams luxury—the elegant chandeliers, the soft classical music, and the neatly dressed waiters gliding across the room. The prices on the menu must be outrageous, and yet, he sits there so casually, flipping through the pages like it’s nothing.I stare at him, trying to figure him out, but before I can stop myself, our eyes meet. Embarrassed, I quickly look away, pretending to be focused on something else. Just then, a waiter arrives and places a glass of water in front of us. I hesitate to take a sip. What if he actually can’t afford anything here? What if we end up getting kicked out? The last thing I want is public humiliation.“What would you like to eat?” he asks, pulling me out of my thoughts. His voice startles me, and I flinch slightly.“I—uh…” I hesitate, unsure of what to say.“Is there anything you’d like?” he asks again, waiting patiently.“Not really. I don’t want to ea
Annabel’s POVThe moment we stepped out of the house, a wave of relief crashed over me, so strong that I nearly sighed out loud. Thank God. My boss had bought the act—I had gotten away with it.I turned to the man beside me, my lips curving into a grateful smile. "Thank you so much for this. You have no idea what you just did. I was able to save my job all because of you." My fingers tightened around the strap of my bag. "I owe you a big one. Just send me your account number, and I’ll transfer your payment."He didn’t move, didn’t even acknowledge my offer at first. Instead, a smirk played at the corners of his lips."I don’t need your money, madam." His voice was smooth, casual, as if helping me had been nothing but a minor favor. Then, he took a step closer.Instinctively, I stepped back.His smirk deepened. "But tell me," he continued, tilting his head slightly, "do you plan to keep up this lie about being married forever?"A frown pulled at my brows. Why does he care?"I don’t thi
"This is Alex, my husband," Annabel introduced, a hint of fear in her tone. She tried to compose herself, but the tension in her body betrayed her.Mrs. Torres stared at the supposed husband for a long moment, her expression unreadable. The silence was suffocating. Annabel’s heart pounded violently against her chest, while Andrew—calm and composed—remained unfazed by the scrutiny."Are you really Annabel’s husband?" Mrs. Torres asked, doubt laced in her tone.Annabel’s breath hitched."Yes, ma’am," Andrew replied smoothly. "My name is Alex, as Annabel introduced me earlier." He offered a beaming smile, the picture of confidence. "I’ve heard a lot about you, and I must say, I appreciate how well you’ve taken care of my wife."Annabel pinched herself , panic creeping up her spine. Andrew was handling the situation too well—tooconvincingly.Mrs. Torres studied him for another beat before finally speaking. "Very well then. Have a seat."They both sat down, Annabel instinctively positionin
Annabel and Juliet found themselves in a state of bewilderment as they stood face to face with a man donning a distinguished beard, his friendly wave capturing their attention. Amidst the moment, Juliet instinctively grasped Annabel's hand, forming an unspoken bond between them as they cautiously approached the enigmatic figure, Andrew, whose countenance bore a semblance of disguise. Juliet, seemingly oblivious to the potential clandestine nature of their encounter, couldn't help but express her amazement. "Woah, Alex, I never knew you were this hot," she complimented, punctuating her words with a playful giggle. Annabel, however, was quick to quell her friend's exuberance, gently jerking her and signaling for quiet. As their trio converged, Annabel's discerning gaze met Andrew's, finding him already fixed on her with a subtle smirk adorning his lips. This triggered a sense of familiarity within Annabel, a recognition of that smirk, yet an elusive memory left her struggling to p
Annabel and Julie found themselves in disbelief as a mysterious figure with a masked face stood before them. Annabel, unable to contain her curiosity, questioned him with a puzzled stare, "Who are you?" Andrew, attempting to maintain an air of mystery, smoothly shifted his glass before settling in next to Julie. A silent exchange of glances between Annabel and Julie revealed their mutual confusion. Annabel inquired, "What's going on?" with a lingering tone, and Julie, equally bewildered, shrugged in response. As Andrew took a deliberate sip, he cleared his throat, adjusting his voice pitch to conceal his identity. A concealed smirk adorned his face beneath the mask as he disclosed, "I heard you guys need someone to act like a fake husband." Julie, momentarily taken aback, blinked twice before responding, "Yes, we do. We actually need someone to act as her husband for a day," pointing at Annabel, who was fixated on Andrew. Sensing Annabel's intense gaze, Andrew flinched imperc
Andrew, now visibly perplexed, continued to scratch the back of his head as he approached the table behind the coffee shop. "Annabel, where are you?" he called out, unaware of the clandestine activity transpiring just inches away. His eyebrows raised inquisitively as he surveyed the area, considering the possibility that she might be hiding. "Could she be behind this table?" he mused aloud, taking a cautious step forward as his eyes scanned the surroundings. Beneath the table, Annabel's heart raced at the realization that Andrew was inching closer. Panicking, she whispered urgently to Julie and the guy with them, "He's coming here! Why is he coming here?" Her eyes widened with concern, scanning Andrew's every move. Julie, caught off guard by the sudden urgency, questioned, "What's going on, Annabel? Why are we hiding?" Confusion clouded her expression as she tried to make sense of the situation. Annabel turned toward Julie, her voice barely audible, "That's Andrew." Julie's
One windy day, Annabel sat in her room, thinking hard. The wind outside matched the whirl of thoughts in her head. She had a big job ahead—getting Mrs. Jones to say yes so she could meet Julie. But this mission wasn’t just about typical friend talks. Restless, Annabel got up, pacing her room. “How do I ask Mrs. Jones to let me see Julie and talk about our plan for finding a fake husband?” she wondered, gently stroking her chin. The situation felt serious, full of uncertainty. In a moment of contemplation, Annabel's phone interrupted the solitude with its insistent ringing. Her eyes darted to the device resting on her bedside table, and without hesitation, she reached for it. The caller ID revealed Julie's name, and a sense of urgency compelled her to answer swiftly. Julie's voice burst forth from the speaker, a cacophony of excitement. "Get down here quick! I've found someone perfect for the job!" Annabel winced at the unexpected volume, hastily pulling the phone away from her