Hanna entered the house to talk to her parents and was startled by two small children running around inside.Her eyes widened even more when a woman, who looked older than her, emerged from her bedroom. Anger flared within her.Lester immediately approached. "Sis, you weren't here last night, so we stayed in your room."Hanna couldn't hide her irritation. "Lester, you got a woman pregnant who already has two kids? What is this, buy one, take three?""Lester, we'll leave with the kids. It seems your sister doesn't accept us. Just remember, if something bad happens to me or your child, it will be on your conscience."Hanna noticed that the woman's words alarmed Lester."Sis, you're a woman too. I thought you'd understand me. I want to take responsibility for Marie," Lester pleaded."Lester, are you sure the child she's carrying is yours?" Hanna asked, growing increasingly annoyed. It seemed like Marie Duval was just manipulating Lester.Marie suddenly burst into tears. "How dare
"And why is she calling you? Isn't she married? She should be asking her husband for help first," Hanna told Ethan."Wait, Hanna. Let me remind you: you're not my real girlfriend. We're just pretending. You have no right to tell me what I can or can't do with my life. You're getting paid for this job," Ethan retorted.It felt like a slap in the face.Hanna released Ethan's hand. Why was she losing touch with reality? And why did it hurt?She seemed jealous, even though she had no right to be.Hanna laughed to mask her embarrassment. "Sorry, Mr. Miller. I got too into my role. Go ahead and see Ms. Jenner. She might need you."Ethan didn't hesitate and left immediately.Hanna sank onto the soft bed.What was happening to her? She slapped her cheeks to remind herself that they were only pretending. A CEO couldn't fall for a cleaner.Hanna left Ethan's condo, carrying the expensive phone he had given her. But why wasn't she happy? Weren't material things supposed to bring joy?Sh
"Yes, I'm a cleaner here. How have you been?" Hanna asked."I'm good. I'm moving back to the Philian for good," Dylan replied."That's great. Nothing beats being in our own country.""Have you and your boyfriend been together long? Lyn told me you didn't have a boyfriend just two weeks ago. I was surprised when you introduced him as your boyfriend," Dylan remarked."He's not my boyfriend. He's the CEO of Mythical Marketing Solutions. We were together because he had some work for me. He was just joking around," Hanna clarified.Dylan's expression brightened."Oh, nice. I haven't spoken to the CEO of this building under construction. I talked to his secretary, Terry, earlier," Dylan said.They chatted a bit more while Hanna cleaned his office.***With a smile on her face, Hanna returned to the cleaners' quarters. Dylan had asked for her phone number and promised to call so they could continue their conversation."Hanna, Mr. Miller wants to see you," Mila said.The room buzzed
"Mr. Miller, that question is too personal," Hanna told Ethan."You don't want to answer because you might have lied to Lola. Maybe it wasn't just one man. Tell the truth," Ethan pressed.Hanna restrained herself from rolling her eyes. "Dylan. Remember the guy I was talking to on the video call?"She couldn't think of anyone else to mention. She couldn't tell Ethan that he was the first man she had been with, or that she had taken his wallet containing almost 400 dollars, which she had already spent.Ethan seemed to clench his jaw at the mention of Dylan's name, though it was probably just her imagination. It was unlikely he would be angry at the person who had taken her virginity."Just make sure you don't contact any other men while our agreement is in place. You belong to me. Understood?"She nodded. "Don't worry. I love my job and the money I'll earn."'And I love you! Wait! Why did that thought even cross my mind?!' she wondered."Good! I'm glad that's clear. Give me your
They laughed together, and Rosa introduced them. "This is my grandson, Ethan, and his girlfriend, Hanna Smith."Francisco shook their hands warmly. "What a beautiful young lady. Ethan, don't let her go. Marry her and have lots of kids to keep the family line going."They laughed at Francisco's joke.Ethan left Francisco to chat with Rosa and invited Hanna to dance. "Shall we dance? Just to pass the time and show Grandma that we're sweet on each other.""Mr. Miller, I don't know how to dance," she whispered in his ear.Besides, the music was sweet, and she wasn't eager to be close to Ethan's body again."Don't worry, I'll teach you," he said, pulling her onto the dance floor.Hanna glanced around. All she had to do was drape her arms around his neck, which she did. She felt his hand settle on her waist.Unfortunately, she was clumsy with her feet and kept stepping on his toes."Just follow my lead. Relax. Your body is too stiff," he said.The dance steps were simple.What she
Ethan entered the condo.Hanna hugged herself and hid under the blanket. "Did something happen between us last night? Sorry, I can't remember anything."He handed her a glass of water and some medicine."What do you think?" he replied with a teasing smile.Hanna felt her body. There was no pain in her intimate areas, unlike before when she had difficulty walking because of his large cock.Her cheeks flushed at the memory. Perhaps it was because it was her first time before and now the second that she didn't feel any pain."Get up and take a shower. We'll go to the office together," he said, handing her a new set of clothes and shoes.After showering, Hanna found Ethan preparing breakfast.'Husband material. How sweet,' she thought."Breakfast is ready," he said.She was about to take a bite, but he stopped her. "Let's take a picture first and send it to my mom and grandmother."'Ah, so that's why he made an effort,' she thought.Ethan just wanted to impress the two elders t
"I have a boyfriend now. His name is Dylan. He's an engineer at our building site," Hanna revealed.The room buzzed with whispers.Hanna was certain the news would spread quickly, putting an end to the rumors about her and Ethan.***It was time to go home, and Hanna was exhausted from work. They had rearranged a lot of equipment.Hanna glanced at her phone and noticed numerous missed calls from an unknown number, along with several text messages.She opened them and discovered that Lester was in jail—he had been arrested for shoplifting and was asking for help at the precinct.Hanna suddenly felt a surge of stress. She hurried out of the building and almost collided with Dylan.She grabbed his arm, nearly losing her balance in her rush."Oh, what's wrong?" he asked."My brother, Lester, is at the precinct. I need to go there now," she replied."Let's go. I'll come with you. The car's in the parking lot." He handed his report to a colleague and instructed him to give it to T
Dylan extended his hand to Ethan, fully aware that Ethan would not shake it.Hanna felt a mix of amusement and exasperation—here were two handsome men seemingly ready to fight over her, and neither of them was actually her boyfriend.Edgar emerged and called the men inside. "We have guests! Come in, gentlemen. Let's have a drink."Edgar was thrilled at the prospect of having some alcohol."Mr. Smith, I'll send over some good liquor," Ethan said."Mr. Smith, feel free to order whatever snacks you like," Dylan added.The neighbors were already peeking, recognizing Dylan.The three men began drinking, and Edgar even invited some friends over.Ethan sat beside Hanna and put his arm around her. "Mr. and Mrs. Smith, since I have you both here, I want to ask for Hanna's hand in marriage. We're planning to get married."Hanna caught Dylan's look of surprise out of the corner of her eye but couldn't bring herself to look at him directly.Ethan kissed her forehead and held her hand tig