can't he smell the god damn soup?. i sniffed and he screamed:" woah! is that soup? home-made soup?." he is absolutely stupid ._. does he think i bought it from somewhere inside the apartment?. i gulped when i looked at his angry-looking face, i should probably shut up from now on huh.
we ate lunch then headed to his office, this is my first time in one of wahiba companies, my jaw has been on the floor ever since i got out of the car, m..my heartu ! can't take this !. he oppened the door so i waited for him outside until he finished his meeting.
once he was done, i entered the office with a cup of coffee for him but he seemed pissed off so i just kept my hands to myself. he sighed then asked: "where were you?"
i replied: "out, waiting for the meeting to be over.."
he asked again: "did i tell you to stay out?"
i mumbled: "n..no.. but"
he interrupted: "then why?"
i answered: "because i'm a maid?"
he said: "exactly."
he came closer , which made me remember all the movies where a murder happened in an office so i kept backing away until i reached the wall where he serrounded me with his arms.. woah! he hugged me! no one ever hugged me other than mrs.wahiba and the girls. i heard him whisper in my ear: "you are my maid, so stay with me all the time, okay?." a small 'okay' left my lips and he let go of me.
he looked at me while i looked at him; he looks sad or some reason. then he smirked. he just smirked.. wait! was that touching moment just an act so that i would let him hug me? before, i wouldn't even get close him but with 2 words i let my guard down just like that? wth is wrong with me?
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bts' maids (COMPLETED fanfic)
Fanfictionmrs.wahiba raised 7 orphans until the 'day' comes; the day the 7 girls leave the house as maids for mrs.wahiba's 7 sons a.k.a bts. will they be able to get along? to know the reason? to be happy? all will be answered in the fanfic. genre : drama...
