~ You should love me ~

ONE ~ Thanks to the broom

We're flying from Madrid to Monaco right now. I'm passing the plane with stroller full of beverage and snacks, when we got caught in a strong turbulence. The stroller jumps and all the beverage and snacks run all over the plane. I fall into someone hands. "Oh, I'm so sorry," I apologize, looking in his brown eyes. "Are you okay? Did you get hurt?" he asks.

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My name is Ava Whiddon, I'm from Mullingar in Ireland, and I am a student. I am visiting an Madrid faculty and right now I am on my student work so I can earn for study. I do lots of jobs, I just finished with help some stevardesses in Vista Jet.
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"Are you ready for another job?" my friend Jen asks. After the Vista Jet, we take a job in some luxury hotel as a cleaning ladies.
"Of course! I have to earn some more money," I say as we walk to our boss.
"Ladies, your working time is from 7 am to 19 pm, you'll be cleaning rooms and also work at the restaurant as waitresses and helping in the kitchen."
We nod.
"You have to be polite and you cannot talk or make friendships with our guests. There will be a lot of famous guests, like actors, singers and athletes, even some politics, presidents. Our work is proffesional. Do you understand?"
"Yes, sir," my friend says.
"Mrs. Whiddon?"
"Yes, I understood. No friendships, only proffesional," I repeat.
"Every breaking rule will be punished."
"How?" I ask.
"At first only warning, second salary minus and third you're fired."
I sigh.
"As they already show you, you'll have a double room with bathroom in the first floor."
We both signed our contract, then we left. We dress our working uniforms, then we walk towards the hotel.
"Hey, you!" I hear and turn. It's him.
"I didn't know you'd be here. How are you feeling?"
I stare at him: "What do you mean?"
"The turbulence was very bad. Did you get hurt?"
I laugh: "No, only bottles and potato chips were hurt."
I turn and walk toward.
"Why did you talk to him?" Jen asks.
"He stops me."
"He is the hotel guest. You cannot talk to him."
"Chill, Jen. We'd say he asks me about the way or something."
We start cleaning, in the meantime we chat and laugh. When we have lunch time, we walk pass restaurant.
"Jen..." I say and stop.
"What?"
"Look at him," I point to a cheeky, handsome boy, wearing an orange sweater.
"Yeah, he's cute."
"What if we walk to him?" I ask and start walking toward him, but she stops me.
"Ava, calm. We're not in a vacation. We work here."
I roll my eyes: "Babe, we're having lunch."
"Please..."
"Ladies, how is work? Everything okay?" Our boss stops us.
Jen gives me a warning look.
"Everything perfect. I have a question..."
"Mhm, ask."
"When we're having a break or after shift, can we make some friendships here?"
He laughs. Very loud and hard.
Jen and I look at each other.
"You think these guests will make a friendship with you?"
He tapps my back and walks away.
"Idiot!!!!" I hiss.
"Come on, Ava. Let's go get some sandwiches." She grabs my hand and pulls me with her.
We took our meal and walk outside, near the pool, sitting on the bench.
"Oh, the sun. I adore the sun," Jen says.
"M-hm," I mummble and do a big bite.
"Why are you grumpy?"
"I'm not. I just want to have some fun."
"You are not in a vacation, Ava. We are here to work."
"I know, but... A little party never killed somebody."
"Look," she nods by the pool.
Oh my f*cking god! These bodies.
"Hey, isn't there a guy from the plane?"
I nod: "Yep, and his friend with an orange pullover."
I stood up.
"Where are you going?"
"Say hi."
"No, sit down. We're going only watch today."
"But-"
"Ava, no! Gosh, you're like a small child."
"Fine! I'll be just watching."
And we did that. Four gorgeous bodies, tanned, musculed are sunbathing, laughing, having fun. They decided to go to swim. Oh, and they are having a ball.
Everything is splashing around us. And we are just sitting here.
"Jen?! Ava?! Your lunch is over," one of the main maids calls us.
I saw that a "plane guy" heard it and looked to us.
"Hey!!!" he calls and waves.
I stay for a while and wave him back.
"Lets go," Jen says and pushes me back to the hotel.
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"Now we're going to clean rooms of our very important guests. Please do not touch anything, just clean it and leave. Do you understand?" Marion, the main maid says.
We both nod.
We took the keyes and go to work.
When I enter the first room of this "very important" guest my eyes almost fell out.
"I didn't know you can be important if you live in trashes," I say out loud. I start cleaning. I clean the trashes, make a bed, clean the bathroom. In the nightstand was a bottle of parfume. I cannot resist not to smell it. I adore men parfumes. And this one smells so sexy, so special. "Dear Lord, this sir has a very very good taste," I say.
Then I walk out to the balcony and start cleaning it. When I wanted to return back to the room, there is standing a man. Naked. I saw his muscled back, and his perfect ass. What should I do now? Wait here or walk in? I remain quiet like a mouse, watching him. Oh, he's going to the bathroom. I get an opportunity to walk in the room and get my ass outside. I wanted to open the balcony door but the broom fall down from my hand and I have to pick it up. In this time, the door closes. I'm f*cked.