Hera woke up the next morning to a rattling noise coming from outside her house.
It sounded as though someone or something was persistently screeching on the door in order to open it. She was currently occupying the house that belonged to the previous maid before her.
Her boss had made sure that all his workers were being very well taken care of. Every servant in the Donovan's had his or her own bedroom to their convenience, and for that, she was extremely grateful to him.
It was a lot easier for her to do things in her own privacy without being disturbed, but the sound at the door had her doubting if it was indeed true or not.
Petrified, she stood up and threw her jacket over her nightwear before stalking towards the door slowly.
She quietly opened it and peeked through but was surprised to find a huge furry animal with its tongue sticking outside its mouth staring at her.
Smiling, she squatted down to pet its head.
She didn't see a dog when she moved in yesterday, so she was a bit surprised to see one now. Maybe it belonged to one of the workers in the house.
"Hi there, little fella," she called softly, and he barked loudly in response. "You aren't lost, are you? Where's your master?" she asked, but he turned around and scurried away like his life depended on it.
"Hold on!" She hollered after it and immediately rushed outside but bumped into a wall or rather something that felt like a wall but caged her protectively so that she didn't fall.
Startled, she looked up to see the face of her rescuer but was surprised to see none other than her boss.
She quickly pulled away from his touch like someone who has committed a sin.
"Good morning, sir," she greeted nonetheless.
Bryce was confused. He was preparing for his morning jog as usual when he felt her plastered to his body. His first impulse was to yell, but then his naughty brain had already registered the softness of whatever had bumped into him, so he had no other choice but to refrain from doing so.
"Good morning!" Bryce replied as his eyes studied her closely, taking in the beauty of the blue eyes staring right back at him.
Just then, he recognized her as the new maid that he saw last night. The one that was sent to replace Karla.
His eyes did a sweep on her and lingered on her breasts. Somehow, he felt his cock twitch in his pants.
She wasn't supposed to look too stunning than she did last night. What was it about her that had him staring at her a little longer than usual?
Hera, who noticed her boss's eyes on her chest, instinctively drew her jacket closer to cover her chests. That was when it hit her that she was clad in nothing but her night dress, and so she excused herself and scampered out of his presence into her house.
Bryce almost laughed at her attitude. He couldn't tell if she was running away because she was being naive or seeing him had stirred something in her.
He was a handsome sculpture to look at. Many women had wet their pants just by staring at him, and he was almost certain that the same thing must've happened to her.
"Come on, King, let's go," he called after the dog, who chased behind him as they made their way towards the gate to begin their morning routine.
*****
Hera finished her morning prayers.
She always had a certain peace whenever she spoke to him up there. She's always certain that he's watching over her and guiding her steps, and the thought of it alone always fills her with great relief.
After prayers, she had her bath and made herself a bowl of noodles.
She made a mental note to visit the grocery store and get herself some groceries when she gets her first paycheck, and if things run smoothly, then maybe she can ask the sisters to let Christina stay with her for a while.
It was a huge plan and is going to be a very difficult one, but it'll be worth it very soon.
After discarding the plates in the sink, she dressed up and made her way towards the big mansion to start her daily chores.
Halfway through the cleanup, Mariam stepped in to help her.
"How was your first night, Hera?" Mariam had asked when she saw Hera cleaning up the kitchen a few seconds after her arrival.
"It was lovely, Mariam," she replied with a smile. "I can tell that you slept fine too. You're glowing," she complimented.
"As if," she waved her off with a laugh. "Don't make fun of my old bones, Hera."
"I'm not lying, though. I can never lie about something like that," she tells her in a small voice.
"Flattery will get you anywhere, my child. I'll finish up here in the kitchen, Hera. Why don't you clean up the boss's room instead?" Mariam had requested, and she went straight up to his bedroom to carry out her orders.
She was lucky that Mariam had given her a house tour when she arrived or she would've been lost by now.
She opened the door to Bryce's bedroom after spotting it and let herself in when no one answered the door after she had knocked.
Hera was surprised to see the room completely vandalized.
Maybe an earthquake shook the city last night, she thought. But it won't be an earthquake if it didn't shake her own bedroom as well, or was it a tornado?
The boss's house isn't far from hers, so how is it possible that something like this could happen to his bedroom alone?
She shook off the remaining thoughts and set out to work.
Halfway through her cleaning, the adjoining door opposite the bedroom swung open, and Bryce stepped out stark naked with nothing but his towel tied around his waist.
Hera was completely appalled.
She quickly turned towards the opposite direction. Her breath was coming out in pants as her heart thudded repeatedly.
She just saw the complete nudeness of her boss. She just saw a man naked for the first time. Today isn't looking promising for her at all.