Chapter 5 She's A Maid

• ~Mia~
• I woke up at 11 a.m. and that was pretty strange. I couldn’t remember the last time I had stayed asleep this late.
• At my Aunt Alexa’s, 5 a.m., I am up, or the next thing I’ll hear is a smack on my face. But, I guess my body has quickly adjusted to this peaceful and serene life.
• ‘And Mr Ethan didn’t bother to wake me up either.’ I thought as I walked into the kitchen.
• Getting in, I found a sticky note on the fridge. I walked closer to the fridge and took a closer look at what was written on it.
• “Hey, Mia. I’m off to work now. I believe everything you need for dinner is in the fridge. See you.” I read with a wide smile on my face.
• ‘He leaves notes too? Who can be more perfect than my boss?’ I thought as I opened the fridge, and I was stunned by how stacked the fridge was with different ingredients and vegetables.
• I was excited because it was only going to make cooking easier for me.
• ‘But, should I make dinner now? It’s still quite early…”
• “Grrrr! Grrr!” The doorbell cut my thoughts short and I looked out of the kitchen door.
• ‘Who could that be?’ “I’m coming!” I answered, shutting the fridge and rushing out of the kitchen.
• Getting to the door, I looked out through the peephole and saw a man, dressed in a blue overall and a blue face cap.
• “You've got a delivery, ma’am.” He uttered, and I opened the door.
• “Errm… Hi!” I responded with a wide smile. “Mr Cross isn’t around now, but I can take the delivery,” I responded, looking down at the numerous bags on the porch floor.
• “This isn’t for Mr Cross, Ma’am.” He answered, opening a small notepad in his hand. “This for Miss Mia Blake.” He responded, and my eyes slowly widened.
• “What? I… I am Mia Blake,” I stuttered in awe. I looked at the bags again, trying to comprehend how they could all be for me.
• “Please, I’d need you to sign here, Ma’am.” He responded, giving me the notepad and pen. “These are from Mr Cross to you, Ma’am. Have a lovely day.” He added.
• “Thank you so much,” I replied with a wide grin as he turned to leave.
• There were about ten bags, and six of them were from the Zara brand. In excitement, I grabbed all the bags and headed into the house.
• ‘What has Mr Cross gotten this time?’ I thought as I picked up the first bag and opened it. My jaw dropped as I saw beautiful packaged shirts and tops. They were in different colors and sizes.
• “Oh My God!!” I squealed in disbelief. In shock, I hurriedly checked the remaining bags and my mouth remained open in awe.
• There were dresses, robes and towels, pants, trousers, jeans, shoes and flip flops, toiletries and to my greatest surprise, underwear!
• There were so many of them, in different sizes. I broke into laughter as I looked at everything. The panties and Bras were so beautiful, and even though some looked small, I hoped I could still use them.
• I wouldn’t want him to waste money in getting stuff for me that I can’t use.
• I hurriedly proceeded to try one on and it was fit! ‘How did he know my size?” I wondered in happiness.
• I reached for the next bag, and this was smaller, compared to the other ones. I looked inside it and it happened to be an iPhone. My eyes popped wide open as I grabbed it.
• “An iPhone?!” I yelled in shock, staring at the box in shock. I had never for once thought I’d be the owner of such a phone. My cousins always carried them around and even warned me earnestly not to touch them because they were worth more than me.
• “And now, I’m holding one in my hands,” I muttered, opening the box. It was unboxed and I took out the phone. In excitement and anticipation, I turned it on.
• It came on and I began to scroll through the Home Screen, grinning widely. I wasn’t sure where to start from. Just then, the phone began to vibrate in my hands and my eyes widened.
• I was having a call! It was my first call, and the name on it was ‘Ethan.’
• ‘Oh! He has my number already?’ I thought in surprise as I swiped right.
• “Hello, Mia. I see you’ve gotten the package.” I heard his voice, and I slowly shook my head.
• “I have, Mr Cross, and I… isn’t this too much for me? This must have cost a fortune.” I stuttered, looking at the items scattered on the couch.
• “It didn’t actually cost that much. Do you like them?” He asked, and I could feel he was smiling.
• “Yes. Yes. I love them so much. Thank you so much.”
• “Are clothes your size? I wasn’t sure…”
• “Yes, the majority of them suit me well. The shoes too. How did you know my size?”
• “Oh, I checked your heels last night. You left it at the door, so I checked the size.”
• “Oh, wow. That is so kind of you, Mr Cross. Thank you so so much.”
• “Don’t mention. And the… errmmm, the under… I didn’t know your size or I just, you know…” He stuttered, and I knew he was pretty embarrassed from talking about it.
• “A lot of them are my size, and the smaller ones are still usable. They are all very nice, sir.”
• “Ahh! That’s a relief. I’m glad you like them.”
• “And the phone? I don’t know how to repay your kindness, Sir. This is huge.”
• “Well, I’d need to communicate with you from time to time when I’m not at home. It is equally important.”
• “Yes. Thank you so much.”
• “That is enough thanksgiving for today. I have to get back to work. See you later.”
• “Wait! Before you go. What would you like to have for dinner? I can prepare your favorite meal. It would be my little way of saying thank you.” I replied, and he chuckled.
• “Just do you, Mia. I bet I’d enjoy whatever you offer me. Bye.”
• “Bye, sir.” My cheeks flushed as I moved the phone away from my ear. I covered my face with my hands and giggled very hard.
• It was as if I was in a trance and I’d wake up any moment and find myself back in Aunt Alexa’s clubhouse.
• I sprang up from the couch and packed the items into the bags again. I carried them to my room and put them in my closet before heading into the kitchen.
• I knew I had to prepare a special delicacy for him and it had to be the best he’d ever had at home.
• So, I decided to make roasted Chicken, mashed potatoes, roasted veggies, Cranberry sauce, and salad as a dessert.
• I hastily got into cooking because I knew it was going to take a while for me to finish.
• After a long while, I was done cooking and I kept them in the fridge. All I needed to do was microwave them and serve.
• I took my bath and wore one of the dresses Mr Cross got for me. It was a blue bodycon dress which stopped at the top of my knees. It was pretty tight which made my curves very visible.
• I looked at the wall clock and saw it was evening time around, 6 p.m. to be precise.
• ‘He’ll be back anytime soon.’ I thought, heading out of my room. On my way to the kitchen, I heard the sound of a car driving in.
• “He’s back,” I uttered with excitement as I hurried down the stairs. I stood at the bottom of the stairs, waiting to hear him at the doorstep so I could open the door for him.
• When I heard footsteps on the porch, I took rapid steps toward the door with a wide smile. Opening the door, the smile on my face slowly faded off as I saw a beautiful tall woman in front of me.
• “Good… good evening.” I greeted her, and she looked at me with disgust and confusion.
• “Babe, who is she?” She walked in, eyeing me from head to toe. Just then, Mr Cross walked in with his briefcase.
• “Welcome home, Mr Cross…” I moved close to him to get his briefcase but this woman stepped in front of me.
• “Hello?! Who are you?!” Her voice grew louder and I hastily took a few steps backward.
• “Babe, C’mon. You don’t have to yell. Her name is Mia, and she’s the housekeeper. Mia, this is Sienna, my girlfriend.” Mr Cross uttered.
• ‘Of course, he has a girlfriend. How did I not think about that?’ I thought, letting out a feeble smile.
• “Fiancé, not girlfriend.” She muttered, still looking at me with disgust.
• “Good evening once again, Miss Sienna,” I responded, but she ignored me and began to walk to the couch.
• “So she’s a maid? I thought you didn’t like maids.” Miss Sienna uttered, sitting on the couch.
• “Housekeeper is the word, Sienna.” Mr Cross uttered with a sigh. “Don’t worry about the briefcase. Thank you, Mia.” He said to me, and I nodded.
• I moved closer to the couch, folding my hands in front of me. “What would you like to drink, Ma’am?” I asked with my head slightly bowed.
• Mr Cross sat beside her, resting his head on the backrest. She moved closer to him and cuddled up in his arms.
• “Get us water for now.” She uttered, her fingers caressing Mr Cross’ face.
• I gulped hard and nodded. “Right away, Ma’am.” I turned to walk away when all of a sudden, I heard her yell again.
• “Hey! Come back here!” She smacked, causing me to take a halt. I turned and hurried back to where she was, then I noticed she had her eyes on my feet.
• “Where did you get that? Why are you wearing his flip-flops?!” She asked furiously. I opened my mouth to speak but Mr Cross spoke up before I could.
• “I gave it to her, Sienna. She doesn’t have one.” He responded, and I nodded in agreement. “Go and do your thing, Mia. Sorry about that.” He added and I turned to leave again.
• “You didn’t have to apologize. She’s a maid. She has no right to wear your things. If you let her get too comfortable, she can steal your stuff.” I heard her say as I walked away.
• Getting into the kitchen, I slammed the door shut behind me, letting out a loud sigh.
• I looked at his flip-flops on my feet and shook my head. I should have removed it and put on the one he got for me, but I just didn’t because I wanted to wear his, and now it has caused problems.
• ‘Why was she being so rude though??’ I thought as I recalled how clingy she was with him.