Camila was still staring at the handsome devil before her. She loved that she carefully took details of his face, and she was not in any rush to stop, until he blurted out.

"One night stand?"

Her hungry looking eyes changed into a frown. "What? I have a name."

"I'm sorry?" The man said. Now he was muttering to himself.

Camila jumped to her feet. He was her boss, not the man she had shamelessly allowed to touch her body. No, she would not think about it.

"Uh, good day s-sir. My name is--"

"I'm in a rush. I'll be leaving now, so we will see some other time, yea? Maybe then you can tell me what the hell you want from me and how I can provide it."

Camila's face was a plaster of worry. Where would she even begin? "What I want from you?" but before she could say anything else, he had stormed off.

Later that day, she was introduced to the rest of the staff and her very first day seemed to come with a lot of problem. They were all a bunch of proud people and they didn't really like each other. Then there was the part where she had met with this arrogant man who didn't look so arrogant the last time they met.

Now that she thought of it, she could only remember the lovely time they spent together before she had to sneak out and run.

She gave a heavy sigh and knew her day was about to get much worst. The dinner had been rescheduled and now she would be forced to go with her step family to the home of this rich people. They were known as the Jones family and apparently as Marco had said, were very wealthy and influential too.

After work that evening, she quickly got changed into a simple floral dress and some flats. She left her makeup on as she wasn't one to do makeup, and she was still feeling so hot that day.

"Wait, you can't go like this! Looking prettier than me?" Eva whined shamelessly.

"Oh come on now, makeup? Why, are you seducing someone there?" Her step mother, Jennifer rolled her eyes.

"No ma'am, it's just that Marco had-"

"-still taking to that gay lizard boy? Whatever."

"Exactly. No wonder she was looking ugly in the morning and now stunning hot." Eva said.

Deep down Camila was happy Eva had thought she was hot out of jealousy. She could intimate the queen bee Eva Santiago as well as her mother.

"But sadly, we don't have time. The Jones hate tardiness I fear we might have already been late now even. Come on, into the car." Jennifer said.

"It's not fair. Why does she even have to come with us?" Eva yelled but her mother whispered into her ears as she led her into the car. She sat in the front with the driver while both her step family sat at the back.

They arrived at the Jones' minutes later and Camila's mouth was left open in shock. There were truly people who had billions of dollars, else, they would not be living in a freaking palace! It was a mansion with majestic art of work.

Camila followed behind and did everything they asked her to.

The entrance led to a majestic living room filled with bright impressive lightning and lovely decors. Then there was a tall lady with a handsome face and strict look. Next to her was a man a little older than the woman.

Jennifer rushed forward, "oh my goodness, look at you, Mrs. Jones. You look so beautiful!" they exchanged a hug and she did so with the man. Eva came forward too. "Let me introduce you to my beautiful daughter, Eva."

"It's so lovely to meet you. Where's your son by the way?"

"Hush now, my dear. Greet the parents first. "Jennifer scolded her daughter.

The handsome woman finally smiled, and it surprisingly looked genuine. "Good evening to you, Eva, and to you, Jennifer."

"Lovely evening." Her husband said.

Jennifer didn't look too impressed she'd been called by her first name. "Oh so we get to call each other by our names so casually now, huh?"

"Oh goodness no. We're not that close for you to call me by my name. I'm Mrs. Jones to you." The woman smirked. Her eyes turned and she sighted Camila. "You! Have we met before?"

Camila's heart was pounding now. The woman looked scary for a reason. "Oh...uh, no ma'am. I...I don't think so."

"Uh, this is our housemaid!" Jennifer jumped up, running after Mrs. Jones who was walking towards Camila. "She's a nobody. Don't let her trouble you."

"Yes ma'am. Where's your son by the way?" Eva said again.

After a careful glare, Mrs. Jones turned to face Eva. A smile had returned to her face. "Oh, of course dear. He'll be here shortly. I'll get a maid to fetch him for you."

This seemed to satisfy Eva because she was grinning wildly now.

"You're free to take a tour of our mansion," Mrs. Jones said. "Come on, join me."

Immediately, Eva and Jennifer ran forward following Mrs. Jones like a puppet. Her husband nudged at Camila to join them and she did, until Jennifer chased her away with one stern look.

"You're maid, aren't you? Remain here." Mrs. Jones said.

Camila lowered her head and stepped back. She was beginning to wonder who was worst, Jennifer or Mrs. Jones?

She had no choice but to start her own tour in the loving room. Mr. Jones walked away leaving just Camila in the room. A figure walked down the stairs. A pair of long legs was the first thing she saw. Then a medium built man and now his face could be seen. He was on a dark trouser and shirt unbuttoned nearly from halfway so his bare chest was visible.

Camila could only stare where she was, as he made his way over to her in a few strides. They were already only a few steps apart from each other when he stopped and place his hands in his pocket. With a confident pose, he stared at her, with a careful gaze. One Camila was sure was seeing right through her soul. His eyes were grey and other times even looked silver.

"Honestly, we gotta stop with this obsession of yours over me."