Missy
Cleaning up the sofa, I sigh because I'm damn tired. Mama H was preparing lunch while I dusted Sofa's and some other stuff.
Fortunately for me I didn't meet Dickson and though I wanted to see his beautiful daughter
Today being my first day I was tired already. "You have a month to finish this, Ms. Donaldson" I remember my boss saying that.
A month with facts, to leave this house just like I came in. "Monica" I heard mama H call
"Girl I see the tiredness on your pretty face" she laughed
"I know mama H" I said smiling
"Okay, finish up your lunch so you could clean up the master's room before you leave" she said passing a plate of chicken Alfredo and fried fish.
" or you could help me cook supper?"
I smiled, I took a spoonful in my mouth and almost bit my tongue it was so delicious.
I moaned taking another bite.
"You like it child?" She asked
Nodding my head I said "Like it? Nop, I love itttt"
She laughed at my silliness shaking her head
I looked at the food in front of me with so much love and lust. I know I love food
*
Eating lunch with mama H was fun though I didn't say much because I was having a good conversation with my food.
She told me about her family, her husband passed away not too long ago, she has a 28 year old daughter and a 33 year old son, though they take care of her she prefers working on her own and had done this job for almost 15years now.
Wow right?
And oh she has four grand babies.
I cleared the last desk in this huge room and it was time for me to make the huge bed.
I sigh and began doing it. The bed was so soft that I felt tempted to lay in it.
I sat my butt on it, freeing my whole body on it next. "Hmmmm" I hummed snuggling more into one of the pillows
.
I don't know how long I slept I opened my eyes to someone clearing their throat which was very deep.
*
Dickson's POV
I pulled up into the mansion as mama H came rushing for my briefcase. I smiled and told "no mama H I would take it myself"
"Oh" she said knowing perfectly well that I won't give it to her
Sensing her disappointment I changed the subject "where's the new lady please"
"Should be clearing your room Sir"
"You must trust her to let her in my room Mrs. Helena and please no sirs, you know I hate formalities" I said
"Yup, sorry child"
Though she ain't my mom I allow her to call me that sometimes.
"Daddy" I looked at my daughter forgetting she was in the car
"Sorry baby"
I said making funny faces at her to make her laugh
"But how did you get out of the car Isabella?"
"Did myself" she said
We went into the house with mama H carrying her day care stuff. I frowned wondering where the hell the new house help really was.
Okay darling, go to your room, change and come to my room so we go downstairs to eat supper alright? " I told her
She nodded running upstairs. "Don't run Isabella" I said sternly
She stop and walked.
I signed walking to my room myself. I opened to the to a woman in my bed! Instead of shouting or something I stood by the door and took everything I was seeing in.
She was beautiful even in her sleep, perfect chocolate milky skin, curves, kinky natural hair, and yummy lips, too beautiful to be a house help "Damn what am I thinking about?" To stop myself from looking I cleared my throat and fortunately for me she woke up.
And damn her eyes were the most pretty eyes I have seen.
"Oh sorry, I didn't mean to sleep in your bed, it was so tempting, my bad" she said with a nervous laugh
And her laugh was the most sexist thing I have ever heard.
Not trying to show my nervousness too. I shrugged
"Why was I even being nervous because of a complete stranger and a house help at that " I asked myself
Haven't felt this in a long time. I kept a straight face and said meanly" yeah your bad, ain't you suppose to be working? "
"That's rude you know and I apologized" she said rolling her beautiful eyes me
The way she shot back was sexy, no one has ever talked backed at me before. I was surprise but was going to reply her back
And just as I was about to Isabelle came running in "Daddy I'm done changing"
Wow,this like my first time writing 800+ words
2:43am with good music and brown coffee.💋
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RomanceMismarada Shantel Donaldson aka Missy is a known young blogger\writer. But a spy which many do not know of. She has exposed a lot of illegal deals of wealthy men and women in her country. Her life makes a U turn when she was sent into the home of a...
