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 the two brothers. She knows how difficult it was for her to finally get this job and also what Juliet went through to finally get her the job.
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‘I am finally here’ she sighs…
She went in, she was a lot confused about where she was supposed to go or who she was supposed to meet.
“You are the new house keeper, right?” A woman who seems to be in her mid fifties asks.
“Yes.. yes I am” Annabel stuttered.
“Come with me then” she said as she walked away. Annabel followed her immediately.
They went to the kitchen. Annabel gasped as soon as she saw the kitchen. The kitchen was so big and it had amazing decor. It was covered with golden accessories. The plates, spoons, tiles, the tiles on the wall e.t.c everything was golden.
“Is this a kitchen?” Annabel asked, feeling mesmerized by the kitchen.
“Yes, this is the kitchen. You will take care of the kitchen and also the rooms”,the woman explained to her. “But firstly, I will take you to your room for you to get dressed”, she added.
“Wait, I never got to introduce myself. My name is Annabel” she introduced with a cheeky smile.
“Call me Mrs Jones” she demanded.
“Nice to meet you Mrs jones” she politely stretches her hand towards her resulting in the woman doing the same.
“Why aren’t you calling yourself your husband's name?” She asks as her curiosity kicks in.
“Well, I like to be called my name instead,” she replied awkwardly.
“You young lads into marriage“ she slightly chuckles “I guess it is fine if you want me to call you by your first name”, she agreed.
“I would love that” Annabel declares.
“Now let me take you to your room” she walks towards a direction as Annabel follows behind.
Annabel went to her room. She gasped once again when she saw her room. It was a lot bigger than Juliet’s whole house. The decor was nothing to compare, it doesn’t feel like she will be living as a housekeeper, it feels like she is being treated like a princess.
“Is this room for me?” She doubtfully uttered dumbfounded by the room.
“Yes, this is where you will be staying” she announced
“This place is incredible!”Annabel squeaks in excitement but immediately replaces it with a nervous laugh on seeing the woman's facial expression.
“It is just so hard to believe that a person like me will ever get to live in a place like this” she expresses with a low tone.
“Let’s get you your uniform” Mrs Jones utters ignoring her sappy story.
She reached out to the wardrobe and brought a typical maid outfit. It was a black and white dress and it also came with black and white socks and also uncomfortable shoes.
“Do I really have to wear these shoes?” Annabel whimpers
“You have to wear it at all times, the outfit is also part of your job” she sternly stated.
“I guess I don’t have any choice then” she sighs….
“I will leave you to get ready. Be back in five minutes. Don’t worry about your luggage, the butler will have it brought to your room”she tells her before exiting the room.
‘She is a little bit cold’ Annabel mutters.
Annabel took another look at her room, she still couldn’t believe that she would get to spend most of her life in this particular house. She gets so excited thinking about it.
She heard a knock on her door. She was guessing that it had to be the butler. Mrs Jones did say the butler was going to get her luggage. She opened the door, it was indeed the butler.
“I was told to bring your luggage up here” he coldly stated.
“Thank you so much” Annabel said as she took her luggage from him. “I…” she was about to say something else but the butler left immediately.
‘That was rude’ she remarks.
Annabel unpacked her luggage and put all her belongings in the wardrobe. Her wardrobe was so big, it looked empty because of the little cloth she came with. She noticed the bathroom in the room. She went in and was shocked to see how the bathroom was, it was all white and so beautiful and smelt so nice.
‘This doesn’t feel like a housekeeper’s room, I wish Juliet could stay here with me’ she expresses . ‘I should get ready immediately’, she walks towards the bathroom..
She took a quick shower and got ready for work immediately. The uniform fit perfectly, she was a little uncomfortable with the shoe, but she had no choice but to wear it.
“I see you are dressed up for work” Mrs Jones utters as soon as I eyes sighted her.
“I am ready for work!” she declares.
“You are assigned to clean the kitchen, take this” she handed her a box of cleaning utensils. “don’t make a mess when cleaning”, she warns her.
“You don’t have to worry about anything, I have got everything under control” Annabel assures her.
Annabel looks a little bit confused about the whole thing, she has no idea how to start cleaning the place, the place is so different from what she was used to.
She was doing a good job, but the universe wasn’t on her side as she twisted her ankle and fell down. She didn’t just fall down, she grabbed onto something and that made the counter break and everything on it came crashing to the ground.
‘Arrghh’ She cries in pain.
She made a mess everywhere. Mrs Jones came immediately as soon as she heard the noise, she was so pissed when she saw what had happened to the kitchen.
“I am so sorry, I made a mistake and I promise it won’t happen again” she apologized.
“It is fine, you are still new here. You will adjust in no time… you should go get cleaned up. I will take care of the mess”,she offers
“I will do it. I created the mess, so it is only right I clean it up” she declined her offer.
“Ma’am wouldn’t like it if she sees you this way, so go get cleaned up” she stated, Annabel was a bit adamant but she later gave in and did exactly what she was told.
Annabel went back to her room to go get herself cleaned up. It didn’t take a while until she was done with cleaning herself up.
Immediately she went back to the kitchen as soon as she was done. She was so shocked to see that the kitchen was spotless already.
“I have a special job for you. You have to go clean Sir Andrew’s room” she orders.
“Who is that?” Annabel asked with confusion laced in her tone.
“The second son’s room” she replied. Annabel’s eyes immediately widened, knowing that she had to go to one of the brother’s rooms.
“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
Annabel was bothered about Juliet's sudden change of tone and decided to question Juliet about her sudden change of mood.“What is the problem?”Annabel asked with worries laced in her tone.“I just wanted to let you know that you shouldn’t forget about the lie we told.You are a married woman and you should act like one”Juliet reminded her about what they had to do to get her the job.“Is that all?”Annabel asked, wondering if she was done.Juliet nodded softly.“For a moment I got really scared,I won’t forget about being married, I will always keep that in mind”She assures Juliet with a bright smile on her face.“It is time for me to finally leave, you should focus on your work and don’t get into any trouble.And most importantly stay away from those brothers especially the younger one”Juliet seriously warned her.“I will stay away from them mom”Annabel jokingly said giggling a little.“I wish you can also work here with me as well”Annabel admits, pouting a little.“You know how distract
The sight of a half naked Andrew frightened Annabel.She almost dropped the cup of coffee but she was able to control the cup from falling.“I’m so sorry”She apologised immediately, turning her gaze away from him towards the door.Andrew scoffs and walks closer to her.“I think you should dress up, this isn’t a good sight for me”Annabel's voice came out pleading, hoping he will listen and not make things more awkward for her.“What do you mean, this is my room and I can dress however I want to dress”Andrew’s husky voice pointed out,he had a devilish smirk on his face“Can you excuse me a little?”He politely asked.Annabel was confused on why he was being polite but she immediately excused him without questioning him.He closed the door, which caused Annabel’s heart to skip a beat. She couldn’t help but think about the negative thing that is about to happen right now.“W..what..do..you..think you are doing”She stutters on seeing the door closed.He scoffs and walks directly to her “You d
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
It has been precisely seven days since Annabel received the unusual request from Mrs. Torres to extend an invitation to her husband, a directive instigated by Mrs. Torres's concern for her sons, Albert and Andrew. The underlying motive was to serve as a deterrent, preventing any potential romantic entanglements between the aforementioned sons and Annabel. In the seclusion of his study, Andrew, immersed in his thoughts, couldn't help but vocalize his desire for Annabel. "I want her to be mine," he uttered, grappling with his emotions while nervously biting his lip. Despite the intense yearning for Annabel and the allure of her touch, Andrew realized the necessity of maintaining self-control. He understood that any hint of impropriety could lead to suspicion and, subsequently, his mother dismissing Annabel from her position. Caught in a whirlwind of conflicting emotions, Annabel found herself walking along the mansion's passageways when she unintentionally eavesdropped on Mrs. Tor
Mrs. Torres, perceiving Annabel's evident confusion, addressed her with a blend of concern and curiosity. "Annabel, why do you seem so lost?" Mrs. Torres inquired, her attentive eyes focused on Annabel's troubled expression, sensing there was more beneath the surface. Caught off guard, Annabel met Mrs. Torres's gaze and took a moment before offering a glimpse into her internal turmoil. "It's just... I was thinking about your request," Annabel admitted, her voice tinged with a touch of nervousness as she tried to articulate the complexity of her thoughts. Mrs. Torres, expecting a more elaborate response, raised an eyebrow, prompting Annabel to delve deeper into her contemplation. "What about my request has you so preoccupied?" Mrs. Torres pressed further, her tone firm yet encouraging, urging Annabel to open up. With a sigh, Annabel felt compelled to be honest. "Mrs. Torres, the thing is, I don't have a husband," she confessed, her words carrying the weight of potential c
Albert’s keen gaze remained fixed on Andrew, waiting for an explanation. Andrew, struggling to find the right words, stammered, “Uh, I… I was just checking on Annabel. You know, making sure everything’s okay.” Albert raised an eyebrow, skepticism evident in his tone. “Checking on Annabel? Why all of a sudden? Is there something you’re not telling me?” Andrew hesitated, a mix of guilt and uncertainty crossing his features. “It’s just… things have been a bit complicated lately, and I thought I should see how she’s doing,” he finally admitted. Albert, though intrigued, couldn’t shake the feeling that Andrew wasn’t revealing the whole story. “Complicated? What’s going on, Andrew? Why the sudden concern for Annabel?” The air in the corridor grew tense as Andrew’s frown deepened, irritation bubbling beneath the surface. Albert’s barrage of questions had struck a nerve, and Andrew decided it was time to turn the tables on his curious brother. “Albert,” Andrew began, his voice car
Meanwhile, outside Andrew’s room, Annabel leaned against the hallway wall, nursing her wounded hand. The sting of the cut was a tangible reminder of the unexpected turn of events. She replayed the scene in her mind, from Mrs. Torres’ stern warning to Andrew’s impulsive reaction. In the sprawling cotton field, Annabel caught sight of Andrew approaching, and a sudden surge of discomfort prompted her to seek refuge amidst the cotton plants, concealing herself from his view. Andrew, oblivious to her evasive maneuver, continued walking until he stood in the midst of the cotton, his eyes scanning the surroundings. “Annabel?” Andrew called out, his brow furrowing in confusion. He trailed his hand through his hair, a gesture of mild frustration. “Where could she be?” Hidden in the cotton, Annabel observed Andrew’s perplexed demeanor and wondered about his persistent attempts to be near her. A fleeting thought crossed her mind – could Andrew be in love with her? She quickly dismissed t
Andrew's mother raised an eyebrow, a stern expression on her face. "Andrew, we need to talk," she declared, her tone leaving no room for argument. Andrew's earlier amusement quickly turned into apprehension as they headed to a more private space for the impending conversation. In the secluded space, Andrew's mother fixed him with a piercing gaze. "I hope you have a reasonable explanation for what I just witnessed," she stated, her voice firm. Andrew shifted uncomfortably, attempting to choose his words carefully. "It's just a misunderstanding, Mom. Annabel and I were discussing her new schedule, and things got a bit... intense," he explained, avoiding direct eye contact. His mother's expression remained unyielding. "Intense? That didn't look like a professional discussion to me," she remarked, crossing her arms. "I hope you're not taking advantage of your position, Andrew." Andrew sighed, realizing the gravity of the situation. "No, Mom, it's not like that. I just wanted to