𝙴𝚕𝚕𝚊

𝒮𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒𝑒𝓃

Present

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Ella woke up surprisingly early. Today was going to be the day she had to face him. She contemplated staying in bed for a bit but she knew that wouldn't be an option.

Ella fixed her bed and made her way to her bathroom. She brushed her teeth, washed her face and then heads into the shower.

She just decided to wash her hair and shave, to get a fresh start to the day. Also, maybe a part of her wanted to do some extra maintenance because she hasn't shaved or washed her hair since Mr. Black left...

Not that she was doing it for him...

...

Once Ella got out of the shower she put on her maids uniform and flats and tied her hair up into slick ponytail. She rarely wore her hair like this, especially since it was really short, but she liked they way it looked today.

Once she made it downstairs she immediately started helping out in the kitchen. Everyone was kind of all over the place since Mr. Black was returning. Supposedly with a bunch of other men.

Suddenly the head maid came in "Alright everyone, boss is coming back right now I need plates, spoons, forks, and bowls set up on the dining table." We all nodded and she then went off to the kitchen to tell the maids that was handling food to hurry up.

...

After we set out the plates we then waited in a sync for Mr. Black and his guests to arrive. We didn't have to wait to long though, for the dining room filled up with a bunch of men in suits.

They all were well groomed and tall. Everyone was also very handsome, as I was looking at all his guests a pair of black eyes caught my eye.

It was him, as he was walking in his gaze held mine for a bit before I looked away.

Why was he staring at me?

No one could know what we did. As my head was down I could still feel his stare on me. It was overwhelming.

A little while later the maids that were handling food came out and started to serve the men. I couldn't help but notice the looks the maids were getting from some of the men.

I wonder why?

Us maids that were just standing in the corner holding platters of wine, more napkins, and beer. Suddenly a voice caught my attention.

"You with the beer platter come here." Why would he do this? I hesitantly walk over and hand him a beer.

Our fingers briefly grazed each others and it sent shocks throughout my body. I knew my face was red and I was probably shaking like crazy.

I gave him the beer and went back over to my corner. Through that whole process his gaze burned my face, it was like he wanted me to make eye contact.

"Girl what was that?"

"Hmm?" I turn to Amy.

"You guys shared a look."