It’s one thing to have a family It’s another thing to have a family that cares about you And it’s something else to have a family who doesn’t give a shit about you. Unfortunately, Mia falls into the third category. After her parents died when she was seven, she lived with her Aunt Alexa until she became an adult. Now, her Aunt is tired of taking care of her and wants to sell her off. She succeeds in selling her off, but fortunately, she is bought by a sweet and handsome billionaire named Ethan Cross. Starting a new life as his maid, will Mia finally get the peaceful life she deserves? What happens when she begins to feel something strong for her nice boss?
View More~Sienna~“Shit… shit,” Bernard groaned as he climaxed.I sighed, rolling my eyes as I shoved him off me.“This is the last time this is ever happening,” I muttered, snatching my clothes off the floor and slipping them on without a second thought.He slid a hand beneath my head, his gaze burning into my back as I dressed. “Why are you so cold about it? Don’t you enjoy it like I do? Or am I just not good enough for you in bed?”I scoffed and shook my head in disgust.“This was never about pleasure. This is a transaction. You handle Mia, do whatever the hell you want with her, but you don’t go near Ethan. He’s mine.” I turned to face him.Bernard smirked. “Well, I haven’t exactly had Mia to myself yet, like you said I would. So until that happens, you keep showing up.”“Oh, don’t worry,” I replied with a smirk of my own as I pulled up my pants. “You’ll have her all to yourself this weekend.”His brows knitted in confusion. “What do you mean?”I turned and met his eyes.“There’s a girls’
~John~I sat on the couch in the living room, with Darla lying beside me, her head resting gently on my thighs. “I was honestly so shocked when she approached me,” Darla continued, her hands animated as she spoke. “She’s never come to me like that before, so calm and genuine. Then she said, ‘I know I haven’t been the best sister to you, especially when it comes to your relationship with John.’” She mimicked the voice and I let out a laugh.“Isn’t that a bit odd?” I asked, raising a brow. She nodded.“At first, yeah. Even our parents were caught off guard. But once she started seeing that therapist, we all started to believe she was serious.”I shrugged lightly. “Guess that means I don’t have to kidnap you anymore.”She let out a thoughtful hum and nodded. “Exactly. And now it’s your turn to find time to meet my parents, don’t you think?” she said, lifting her head slightly to look at me.My eyes widened. “Wait, already?”“Well, we need their blessings before they change their minds,”
~Mia~Evening crept in faster than I expected, and I’d been completely caught up with making dinner. Once I was done, I headed to the bedroom to freshen up, eager for Ethan to get home so I could share everything about my day.After talking to Sienna, I felt elated, like a heavy weight had finally been lifted off my chest. There was nothing holding us back now. No more secrets, no more tiptoeing around. We were finally free to be with each other, without worrying about anyone's opinion.I stepped out of the shower and slipped into my short, red singlet that barely covered my bum. I was in such a good mood, and I needed him to feel that the moment he saw me.As I pulled my hair into a messy bun, it suddenly hit me, I hadn’t set the wine on the dining table yet. I dashed downstairs to do that, and just as I was placing the bottle down, the doorbell rang.“Speak of the devil,” I chuckled, hurrying over to answer it.When I opened the door, there he was, Ethan. His smile was soft, and as
~Mia~“I was honestly stunned when he told me. I... I was terrified to bring it up with Ethan because I didn’t want it to come off like I was pressuring him into something he wasn’t ready for, you know?” I said into the phone, lying on my bed.“I totally get that,” Sharon replied on the other end. “But I don’t think Mr. Cross would ever see it that way. He knows you’re still young and in college. It’s not like he’d expect you to jump into marriage just like that.”“I know, but it still made me start thinking about us again. Everything feels so messy. Or maybe I’m just spiraling,” I admitted.“That’s exactly it,” Sharon said. “You’re definitely overthinking it. Didn’t he already explain everything?”I let out a sigh and rolled my eyes. “I hate that you’re always right.”She laughed. “What can I say? It’s one of my best qualities.”“Yeah, yeah,” I replied playfully.“Yeah… before I forget the real reason I called. I heard Charles is out,” she said, and I raised my brows.“Yeah,” I exhal
~Ethan~I sat on one of the chairs beside the office door, deep in conversation with my police friend about Alexa’s latest schemes, when the door suddenly opened and Mia stepped out.My face lit up the moment I saw her. She offered a smile in return, but it didn’t quite reach her eyes. My brows drew together as I rose to my feet.“Hey.” I reached for her hands and gently held them. “How are you? Are you okay?” I asked, concern lacing my voice.She swallowed and forced another smile. “Yeah,” she said with a small nod. “Let’s get out of here.”I nodded, still holding her hand as we walked down the hallway in silence.We didn’t say a word as we exited the building, and once we reached the car, I opened the door for her. She slid in without a word. I closed it softly behind her, then made my way around to the driver’s side.After settling into my seat, I started the engine and pulled out of the parking spot. As we drove, I stole occasional glances at her.Mia sat with her head down, finge
~Mia~I slowly blinked my eyes open and let out a yawn. Sunlight streamed through the window, and the soft chirping of birds filled the air.“Good morning, sweetheart,” Ethan greeted with a wide grin as he buttoned up his shirt.A smile spread across my face. “You’re up early,” I mumbled, stifling another yawn. Sitting up, I pulled the duvet over my legs.“Yes. I have an appointment with your parents’ lawyer today,” he said casually.My brows shot up. “You found them?” I asked, stunned.Ethan nodded, his smile widening. Grabbing his tie, he walked over to the bed.“All it took was asking my private investigator to look into it. He got back to me, and I’m meeting with him this morning,” he explained.Without hesitation, I threw off the bedsheet and climbed out of bed. “I need to come with you,” I said urgently, rushing toward the bathroom.Before I could get far, Ethan gently caught my wrist, stopping me in my tracks.“You don’t have to come,” Ethan reasoned. “The appointment is soon,
~Sienna~I stepped into the clubhouse, the music blasting so loud it felt like it was rattling my skull. It was uncomfortable as hell, but I didn’t care. I had one goal, and I wasn’t leaving without it.Glancing at my phone screen again, I studied the picture, my eyes scanning the crowded room. ‘Where the fuck is he?’ I thought, frustration bubbling inside me.Just then, a shady-looking guy appeared in front of me. He stood stiff, almost too rigid for a club setting, his dark shades making him look even more suspicious under the dim flashing lights.“You Sienna?” he asked, his voice low and unreadable.He looked nothing like the man in the picture.“Yeah?” I answered cautiously.“Follow me. The boss has been waiting for you.”Without another word, he turned and walked off, expecting me to follow. I scoffed under my breath but trailed behind him anyway.We weaved through the crowd—past the dancers, the drinkers, and even the couples lost in heated makeouts—until we reached a door near
~Mia~The car ride to the police station was quiet. I knew Ethan wanted Charles to suffer more for what he had done, but despite his own feelings, he couldn’t ignore what I wanted.“Are you okay?” I asked softly, my hand reaching for his thigh.Ethan glanced at me, then offered a small smile. “Yeah, I am.” He nodded. “Why do you ask?”“You seem deep in thought,” I replied, returning his smile.He arched a brow. “Well, you’re not wrong.” He exhaled. “I can’t shake this uneasy feeling about letting Charles go. We’re finally happy together—what if he does something reckless again? What if he tries to hurt you?”I sighed, understanding his concern. “I get it, baby. But that’s exactly why we’re going to talk to him first. He needs to prove that he’s no longer a threat. And who knows? Maybe he’ll finally reveal who sent him after you in the first place.”Ethan considered my words, then shrugged. “Well, we’re already on our way, aren’t we? Guess that means you win.” He smirked playfully, and
~John~I drove to Darla’s house, and as I pulled up to the location, my brows furrowed in confusion. ‘Why does this place look so awkwardly familiar if it’s my first time here?’ I wondered, turning off the engine.Reaching for my phone, I was about to text her when I heard the creak of the gate. Looking up, I saw Darla step out of the compound.“So, I wasn’t imagining things,” I muttered, setting my phone aside as a wide grin spread across my face. “Hey,” I greeted, opening my door and stepping out.“Hey.” Her voice was soft, her lips curling into a faint smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. Something felt...off. I opened my arms, pulling her into a tight embrace, my gaze drifting back to the house.“Are you alright?” I asked as she sniffled, nodding against my chest. Pulling back slightly, I looked into her face. “Why does your house look so familiar?”She sighed heavily, her head dropping. “Because...you probably know this house,” she muttered, swallowing hard.“What do you mean?
~Mia~ I sat in front of the mirror, my eyes were shut as the makeup brush skimmed over my eyelids. The music from the bar could be slightly heard in the dressing room I was in, and even though it was my favorite song, I dared not move. My Aunt Alexa was doing my makeup which was pretty strange and surprising. Not only the fact that she was doing my makeup, but that I needed makeup tonight was confusing. My Aunt Alexa was never this nice to me. “Oh God, I can’t wait to finish this makeover! Their heads will turn tonight!” She squealed with excitement, causing me to furrow my brows. ‘Their heads? Whose heads?’ I wondered, but I couldn’t say a word, or I was going to get hit, like always. Since my parents died in a car accident when I was seven, I have lived with Aunt Alexa since then. And I must confess that it wasn’t the peaceful life I pictured or always wanted. I was bullied and maltreated by her and her children, my cousins. I never did anything right in their sights. In fact...
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