The Senator's Maid

The Senator's Maid

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"Goodbye Antonia." My uncle said waving as he dropped me off in a mansion on banana island. As expected I knew there would be a twist in the story of my life. I think am always the type to be disposed. "Introduce yourself." The stern looking steward commanded. "I'm Antonia Adebayo." I stated meekly. "Follow me." The man called as he walked into the living room of the mansion. "Ma,here she is." He said to a delicate looking middle aged woman polishing her nails. "Is this her?" The woman asked. "Yes ma'am." The steward responded. Without taking a second glance at me, "Dispose her." She said. "Is that how you do the selection?"a sturdy masculine voice questioned from behind. "Retain her." He commanded. Who is he? Why did he ask me to be retained? Those questions flowed through my mind.
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When Liliana signed up to become a private flight attendant, she believed she had a general idea of what the job entailed. Strictly professional. What she didn't expect was for the mysterious, strict, straightforward Mr. Cavalier to take an interest in her outspoken yet naïve nature. With a stubborn billionaire refusing to take 'No' for an answer, Liliana finds herself on a ride of a lifetime, filled with heated close encounters, daring conversations, not to mention a dash of drama. Will Liliana be able to withstand Mr. Cavalier's lusty and endless pursuit? Or will the outspoken hostess reject the hot billionaire once and for all? __________________________________ He didn't speak. He never spoke. I knew that he was able to speak, but whenever I was around it seemed that I was the only one speaking. He didn't seem to enjoy my presence, but then again that wouldn't be true given that he requested for me to host, on my day off. His eyes were not friendly, his jaw and lips that never smiled told me to always be on guard. I could always feel his eyes on me, and I know its him, or else my heart wouldn't be acting the way it was. ... And yet, here I am, patting down the wrinkles on my skirt, as his car approached the Jet. I was rather angry. It was my day off. I wasn't even on call. I told Jenna that I wouldn't come in today and that he'd have to find someone else. Apparently this man didn't take "No" for an answer. He had his personal body guard arrive at my door, and I wouldn't be too surprised as to how he got my address. The scary man was ready to drag me from my house, I was driven to his private Aircraft and now I had to play hostess. When he stepped out of the car, his eyes looked up to me. Had he smiled or even acknowledged my presence, maybe I would be free to assume that he was happy to see me.

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