Esther's POV

I happily walked in the hall as I licked my ice cream at the same time. My smile wiped off when I halted my happy steps. Martha was giving out instructions to a girl, a tall girl who had beautiful auburn hair.

Was that Estrella?
But why would Martha give her instructions?
Was I going to be fired?
Was I going to loose my job?

I felt like running into Terrance's room and begging him him but shit!

"Esther, please come here." Martha said simply and my heart started hammering my chest.

"This.." She said motioniong to the girl standing by her. "This is Portia." I passed her a fake smile and awkwardly shook her hand. "I won't be around for a while and Portia is a new maid." She informed.

New...What?

"So that means..I'm loosing my job?" I asked in fear.

"No, no, no, she's just an addition." She explained and I sighed in relief.

"Hi, Portia." I chirped.

"Hi." She smiled shyly. She must be good.

"I've already told her the rules." Martha chipped in.

"OK then go to work."

***

It's been two weeks since Portia had been working here and I really liked her because she was hardworking and did most of my chores for me while I ate and slept.

Right after I finnished the laundry, I sauntered to the kitchen. I stopped my steps when I saw Portia making coffee.

"Portia, who's that's coffee for?" I asked.

"Oh." She smiled looking at me. "Sir Terrance said I should make coffee for him." She explained.

But bitch, I'm his personal maid.

Why would Terrance instruct a new maid to make him coffee? Ugh! I won't let that happen.

"Hey, let me take it to him for you." I offered and she passed me a smile.

"Thank you so much but Sir Terrance said I should bring it myself or else he'll fire me." She said looking worried.

A twinge went right through my heart. This girl too won't let me take the coffee to him.

"Um.. Esther?" She called and I looked at her hoping she'll give me the coffee.

"Please excuse me." She requested and I gave her way. I just can't hate her just because Terrance sent her, besides, she's really nice and polite. Terrance too was just a mean jerk.

Fuck you Terrance.

For not sending me instead.

Terrance's POV

I sat at my desk, yawning slightly and scratched my head, waiting for my coffee.

I had told the new maid, Patricia or whatever her name to tell Esther to bring my coffee, just so I can give her (Esther) more work to infuriate her.

Suddenly, I heard a knock on my door. Knock?

Esther Mara never knocks.

"Uhh come in." I replied awkwardly and when I heard the door open, I got up from my desk and faced her.

"Patricia? I said Esther, not you." I countered feeling disappointed.

"Um.. Sir please my name..is Portia and Esther.. S..She said she was busy so I should do it for her." She pursed her lips.

"She dared to say that?" I muttered gritting my teeth.

"Sir..please your coffee." She reminded and I took the tray knitting my brows together in confusion about why Esther would do that.

"You can go." I dismissed her.

"Sir, please are you sure you wouldn't be needing anything?" She asked holding her upper arm.

"No, no." I replied quirking my brows.

"Um..Sir there's something in your hair." She stretched her hand and pulled something out of my hair and it was as if she held a bunch of it a bit.

"Is it gone?" I asked and she nodded end finally left. I sat back at my desk, fuming about how Esther dared to disobey me. She is my personal maid. 

***

I jogged downstairs for dinner and sat down patiently for my food to be served by Esther so that I can pour my anger on her.

I took out my phone and started group chatting. Then the food arrived at last but the person I was expecting was not her, it was that new maid Portia.

"Where the fuck is Esther?" I growled making her flinch.

"Sir..Sir please she told me to tell you she was busy." She informed.

"What the fuck? What is she doing?" I snarled.

"Sir..um..she..she told me to make the dinner whiles she did her homework." She countered.

She didn't even cook as well wtf

I felt like stomping into my room and sulking all night but I didn't want to be rude to the new maid because she was a nice person.

She walked over to my side and dished out my food onto my plate. But when she was doing that, she leaned down till I felt her breath on my cheek and I felt a bit uncomfortable so I ducked my head away.

She finnished and raised her head and looked at me. "Would you like anything else?" She asked and I shook my head as she left.

I ate my food anyways, not that it didn't taste good, but Esther's own was the best. This fucking time around, I didn't send my plate into the kitchen because.. I don't know.

I got up from my eat and decided to go to the balcony where I last saw Esther crying.

Fortunately, she was standing there, but she wasn't crying, rather she was eating some chips.

"Esther!" I snarled and she turned and faced me.

"Yes?" She replied simply tossing a chip into her mouth and I stepped closer to her.

"How dare you disobey me?" I growled.

"How dare me disobey you? Have you given me any work today?" She asked.

Wtf

"What the hell? I told you get me-"

"Exfuce mef." She muffled eating more chips. "Ya just wanna talk to me so you're here to complain." She countered.

"You wish." I somehow lied.

"Then leave me alone." She said and something shot through my chest.

"How dare you talk to me like that?" I asked.
She turned her back to face me and totally ignored me.

I glanced her her behind briefly and gripped her wrist, turned her and yanked her towards me making her chips fall spill and she gasped.

''My chips! My chips! Terrance, you fucking spilled my chips! Oh God!" She shrieked.

"Shut the fuck up." I gritted.

"No! Get me my chips!" She said. I let go of her and turned to leave but when I turned, she suddenly climbed onto my back, almost weighing me down.

"What the fuck? Get down from me!" I growled ignoring how my heart was thumping.

"No! I want my chips back!" She said.

The way she had wrapped her legs tightly around my torso and her arms around my neck clearly indicated that she was not getting down. I groaned and had no choice but to help her by her legs. At least her skin was so soft and tempting.

I grumpily led her to the kitchen and opened the fridge and brought out some chips.

"Here. Nnow get down." I ordered and made her sit on the counter but as I was about to leave, she gripped my shirt.

"What again?" I groaned and she moved me to stand in between her legs. I groaned internally and swallowed. This was really inappropriate.

"You hurt my wrist so I can't chew my chips." She said wriggling her swollen wrist.

"So?" I asked and something in me twitched when she wrapped her legs around my torso to prevent me from moving.

"So, you have to feed me the chips." She announced. "If you don't do, I'll do something even worse." She threatened.

I awkwardly fed her the chips that whole time glaring at her while she smiled.

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I wonder who really like Portia 😀

If you didn't, I don't know what wrong she did heck she was just doing her job.😂

Ooh who can say this twister really really fast:

Can you can a canned can into an un-canned can like a canner can can a canned can into an un-canned can?”

If you can then I envy you because I bit my tongue 😢