The relationship between Alejandro and Zöella had bloomed into a beautiful friendship. They could stay up late talking after Zöella was done with her chores.
"How is your new life treating you ?" She asked Sia who had come to visit her friends.
She was no more wearing the maid uniform but a beautiful floral dress paired with 6-inch open toe heels.
Her hair was held in a tight ponytail and her simple makeup complimented her face. In all, she looked stunning.
She had met Mr and Mrs Casagrandes son, Miguel Casagrande, a business tycoon. He was down to earth and jovial.
The two clicked as soon as they met and they were working into a relationship.
"It's fine so far, I'm loving every bit of it and Miguel is such a Buen chico." She sighed dreamingly.
"Alguien Esta enamorada (Someone is in love)" Zöella teased her friend.
"You're just one big tease. Anyways, what's going on with you and Mr Sexy Alejandro ?" She asked her friend.
"Well, nothing much, just hanging out as friends do." She emphasized on friends as she put a pot of pasta and sauce with meatballs and a cold glass of blackberry juice in front of her friend.
"Graçias." Sia moaned as she took a bite from the food.
"If you keep cooking like this for Ale, se va an enamorar de ti, ( He's going to fall in love with you)" Sia added making Zöella turn around.
"In my wildest fantasies." She blurted out covering her mouth.
"That means you fantasize about him." She laughed.
"I don't." She argued as her face went red.
"Tell that to yourself," Sia smirked as she washed her plate.
"I gotta get going Zöella, I'd talk to you later, thanks for the meal," Sia said as she walked out of the house.
Zöella had set the table for her boss as she left to take out the scones from the oven.
As she was about opening the oven, Alejandro hugged her from behind, his hands going around her waist.
She could smell alcohol in his breath. What could have made him drink so much? She pondered as she took his hands off her.
"You're drunk." She stated as a matter of fact.
"Come on Zöella, I missed you." He added coming closer as she pulled back and turned off the oven.
She helped him to his room and helped him change from his office clothes.
She prepared hungover soup for him and took it to his room. She could hear him puke his guts out as she scrunched her face in disgust.
Alejandro came out of the bathroom holding his head in pain. I shouldn't have drunk that much. He thought.
"I made soup, it will help cure the hangover." She said as she set it on his table.
"Thank you." He mumbled lying on the bed as Zöella left his room still wondering how come he was that drunk.
Alejandro walked to Zöella's room and knocked on the door.
"In a minute!" She called as she wore her robe over the short transparent nightie she was wearing. She opened the door to see her tired boss in front of it.
"Ale, do you need anything?" She asked her friend and boss.
"No, I'm just bored." He started entering her room as he lay on her bed.
"Ummm, I thought you were hungover?" She questioned.
"It's a little better, thanks for the soup." He added.
"Your welcome, have you been hearing from Kathy? It's been long I did." Zöella asked.
"Nope, she's probably somewhere around the world enjoying life," Alejandro said putting her head on his shoulder while he strokes her hair.
" I haven't seen anyone come to visit you. Do you have friends at all?" He asked as she chuckled.
"I do, she comes to visit when you're at work, she even came here today." She stated.
"Is she a maid?" He questioned.
"She was a maid like me but she found favour in the eyes of her bosses and now she's their P.A soon to be their son's fiancée," Zöella explained.
"Which family is that?" He inquired. "Casagrande's." She said.
"So she's Miguel's girlfriend?" He thought out loud. "Yes, how do you know him?" She asked.
"We've been friends for long." He smiled recalling their times in school.
"Really, he seems so done to earth though, no offence," Zoëlla said putting up her hands.
"None taken," Alejandro replied.
"I've been meaning to ask, who are those people we met at the charity ball?" Alejandro asked.
"Luciano and Daya, my ex-boyfriend and my ex-best friend now a happily married couple," Zoëlla explained.
"Wow," Alejandro said lost for words.
"I don't know what happened or don't want to force it out of you but just remember that one day they'd realise El karma es una perra (Karma is a bitch) ," Alejandro assured her.
Thanks, Ale, you've been a good friend...unlike before." She murmured the last part.
"Sorry, I didn't get the last part well." He said asking for repetition.
"That's good anyways." She smiled. "Oh, no you've gotta repeat it." He added tickling her as she giggled into the night.
~
"Good morning Ale, sorry I woke up late," Zöella said walking into the kitchen as Alejandro prepared his coffee. She noticed he wasn't dressed for work.
"¿No trabajas hoy? ( No work today?)" She inquired.
"No, we have somewhere to go today." He added. "We?" She asked shocked. "Yeah, we." He repeated.
"Okay, where are we going?" She asked. "Somewhere for a week." He answered walking off.
"You better start packing, we're leaving in a few." He shouted from the top of the staircase. Zoëlla walked to her room to pack her bags wondering where Alejandro was taking her to.
After packing a few clothing's into her travel bag, she went into the bathroom to shower. She came out after a few minutes. She dried her body and then wore her undergarments.
She wore a black tube top and grey female Adidas joggers and a pair of Nike sneakers. She held her long jet black hair into a messy ponytail.
She picked her clutch putting her purse, keys and phone into it and then took her travel bag and then descended the staircase to wait for Alejandro in the living room.
"Zoëlla?" He called as he stood in front of her room.
"Downstairs." She answered from the kitchen taking out muffins from the oven.
"Okay, let's get going then." He said as he neared her in the kitchen stealing the muffin she was about putting into her mouth.
"I was about eating that." She puffed as she picked another one following Alejandro outside. He had already taken the clutches and travel bag outside. She locked the house and then joined him in the car as he drove off.
They reached the airport as they checked in. In a couple of minutes, their flight number was called as they boarded the plane, and of course, were in the first class.
The service was remarkable and comfortable. Within an hour and a half, the had reached Barcelona. They alighted and checked out.
A butler was already at the airport waiting for them so as soon as they were done, he took their luggage into the car.
"Hola Martinez, Como Estas?" Alejandro asked as they sat in the car.
"Estoy Bien." He said driving off. It was the first time She had never been to Barcelona before and hence was enjoying the beautiful view. It was breathtakingly beautiful.
In a few minutes, they arrived at a very beautiful mansion.
Martinez opened the door for them as they got down. Alejandro took Zoëlla's hand in his as Martinez handed the bags to one of the maids to take inside.
His mother and father met them at the entrance of the mansion.
"Hola mama, Hola papa." He greeted. "Hola hola cariño Como Estas y Quien es Esta Linda doncella? (Hello honey how are you and who is this pretty lady)? " Mrs Antonio asked her son.
"Estoy Bien and she's Zoëlla, my friend and maid." He introduced as his mother smiled and his father walked inside the house making Zöella nervous.
"Don't mind your dad, come on in Zöella dear." His mom added taking her hand. "What of me mom?" Alejandro whined.
"You'd live dear, you'd live." She said as Zöella giggled following the funny woman into the house.
“Alejandro, why did you bring your domestic staff here with you? What is she to you?" His dad yelled. "Papa, calm down Zoëlla is my friend and a nice person, you'd like her when you get to know her." He reasoned. "I can see where this is headed, you'd end up falling for her and would want to marry but I don't approve and would never." The man barked. "Querida, cálmate, es una Buena chica y sería una Buena esposa. (Darling, calm down, she's a good girl and would make a good wife). ” His mom said. “Never would I agree for that buscador de Oro para casarse con mi Hijo. (Gold digger to marry my son.)" He added walking out. "Ma, No tengo intenciones de casarme con Ella. ( Ma, I have no intention of marrying her)." Ale reasoned. "Just give it time and you'd realise I was right." She said as she walked off. Zoëlla lay on her bed talking to her best friend Sia. "I hope you're having a good time there?" She asked. "Sia, I'm not. A su papá no le gusto. (His dad doesn't like me)." She f
“I would prefer working from home for now.” She told Sia through the phone. Ever since they came home from Barcelona, Alejandro had gone back to his bipolar self but it didn't bother Zoëlla that much because she expected it.“Okay, that would be no problem... I'd explain it to Miguel and his parents, they'd understand,” Sia assured.Zoëlla was not from a poor family at all. Her parents and two siblings had died in a fire outbreak. She escaped this because she had travelled to see her Abuelo and Abuela. On her return, she met the demise of her once loving and caring family. She had to go and stay with her grandparents who adored her. They were against her leaving home to start life afresh, but as stubborn as she is, she still decided to leave and experience life.Her grandad was angry when he learnt his precious jewel was a maid to someone else. He just wanted her home where she belonged. She convinced him she'd be home when she had achieved what she wanted.“Thanks, Sia, you're a lif
“Hey Sia, I just sent you the files on the work you gave me,” Zoëlla said through the phone while typing on the laptop. “Okay, thanks love I'd check my e-mail and get back to you, I was in a meeting, I'd talk to you later,” Sia said hanging up. She had saved the other copy to her laptop and sent the original copy to her. Alejandro had given her some files to work on so she began with that. Carlotta sat on her bed exhausted. Zendaya had worked her to the bones. She was mad at how sometimes she was treated in her own lover's house. Yes! Her lover Luciano. He had called her up one evening asking her to pose as a maid to be sent to their house. He claimed Zendaya no longer made love to him with the excuse of being too tired from work and chores. She accepted the offer besides the pay was good and she was going to be with her lover again. Es hora del show. Carlotta thought to herself as she went back to her duty post. ~ “Tío, she's a good woman and would make a good wife to Ale. Al
“I talked to your dad about Zoëlla and convinced him that she wasn't a gold digger, but a wonderful woman. You have to prove your love for her to him so that he would be convinced the more. He still has doubts, it's up to you to clear those doubts, Ale.” Kathy added. “¿Y si Ella no me ama igual?” He asked. “Can't you see the way her eyes light up when you enter the room, or how she smiles when you acknowledge her? She clearly likes you and it's up to you to make you and her happen. Don't screw this up, Ale.” Kathy added as she walked out. Alejandro broke out of his trance when his secretary walked into his office. “Sir, you have a meeting with the Nolan group of companies in a few minutes, so I suggest we head there now,” Layla added. “Alright Layla, lead the way,” Alejandro said as he followed suit. “Abuelo, Estoy Bien, volvería a casa Cuando haya logrado todo lo que Quiero.” She added relaxing by the poolside. She was done with all the files Sia and Alejandro had asked her
Dante and Zoëlla's friendship had grown into a beautiful one and so had her love for Alejandro but he didn't seem to notice it. He was just blinded by jealousy because of the friendship she shared with Dante.He had stopped complimenting her as he used to do before Dante came in. And they didn't hang out that much as they use to do. She was working on Sia's files as she sat in her room typing. Alejandro had also stopped giving his files to her to work on anymore.What was happening? She asked herself. Her grandpa had sent her everything about the company and information on everyone she needed to know.“Does he suspect you two have something going on?" Sia asked Zoëlla and Dante as they sat at a nearby café.“I guess he does." Zoëlla sighed.“Then talk to him Zoëlla, make him understand how you feel," Dante added.“You guys are right, I'd talk to him about it tonight," Zoëlla said happily as they talked about random things.Alejandro came back from work exhausted and with a guest. He p
“¿Que está pasando aqui? (What's going on here)?" Zendaya asked almost dropping her newborn. She had seen Carlotta and Luciano having sex on the couch in their living room. “What does it look like puta?" Carlotta challenged. “¿Vas a Dejar que me hable de esta manera? (Are you gonna let her talk to me this way?)" She asked an unperturbed Luciano who shrugged his shoulders at her. “You, you're leaving this house this minute!" Zendaya screamed as she rushed upstairs and carefully put her baby in her court. Then rushed downstairs. “Puta, are you still here?" She fumed. “If anyone is a bitch, it's you. You just don't know how to treat people, you treat them like trash." She spat. “Luciano baby, I'd see you tomorrow night, I'm out of this hell hole." She sashayed into her room as Luciano got up stark naked and walked up to his room. Zendaya sat on the floor sobbing. What had she done to deserve this from Luciano? After all, she had sacrificed for him is this how he repaid her? Or
Alejandro's wounds were healing and he was thankful to Zoëlla. Their bond had become shaky because of how he had humiliated her. He had broken things off with Jovena even though she wasn't getting the hint and was coming unto him in the office. He found every means possible to avoid her at all costs. “Note estás volviendo más joven necesitas casarte.( Note , you are getting younger you need to get married)." His dad said through the phone. “Dad, you know I love Zoëlla and she's the one I want." He replied. “No hay forma de que te deje casarte con esa perra(There's no way I'm letting you marry that bitch), over my dead body. There are decent girls out there, get one to marry." He demanded. “I'm sorry dad my mind is already made up, it's Zoëlla or no one else." He hung up angrily. ~~ Luciano walked into the house and met the house in a mess. His wife was nowhere in sight. He searched their room but she wasn't there. He checked his daughter's room and there she
“Jovena, Jovena, Jovena, jeez can you stop!" Alejandro's raised his voice. “Can't you see it was just a fling? I don't feel anything for you, nada." He said to her as she sat on the couch. “What about what we shared?" She wiped her tears. “Look, it was fun while it lasted, but for now, I feel nothing for you, absolutely nothing. You better get your act together or you might lose your job." He told her. “Fuck this job Ale, te deseo." She said as his father walked into his office. “Alejandro Antonio, ¿Es así como tratar a una mujer? ( Is this how to treat a woman?) " He asked as he helped Jovena up. “No Papa, but what we had is over I love someone else." He said walking towards his seat. “That maid, that bitch? Can you compare her to this Mujer guapa?" He said as a smile was forming on Jovena's lips. She was glad she had his father by her side. That way, she could have Ale all to herself. “Dad, you cannot just come into my office and start taking sides with this Bueno para nada p