Sweet love of Linnea Rivera

There are many people with money, others with less, some people have good experiences, others not really.

This is the story of a girl with light brown hair, curly, white skin and green eyes. Beautiful a girl like any other lives in a humble, small house, with two rooms, a house that is a little old.

Bela had just arrived from the university, went to change clothes until she heard the cell phone ringing.

On the other side of the phone, a thick, menacing voice was heard.

-Good night, Bela Smith! -In that instant Bela was dumbfounded to hear your name by a voice she had never heard before. -No matter who I am, I'm just calling to say that your father has until the morning to pay us the debt he owes us, otherwise something will be taken from him.

The person behind the phone hung up without even letting him say a single word. She stood still, her mind stopped for an instant, there is no way for anyone to process that information that fast.

Bela spent 5 minutes processing what had just happened, that's when she decided to get a job.

A few days ago I had seen the proposal for a job, as a maid in a mansion, for some rich man. She didn't think twice, grabbed her cell phone and looked for the number she had already saved on her cell phone, barely found it, but as soon as she started calling, a certain nervousness rose in her stomach, someone on the other end of the line spoke . It was a woman's voice, perhaps one of the maids.

-Here it talks about the King mansion. What do you want?

-O-Hello, I called because of the ad looking for a maid. Is the job still available?

-Yes, the interview is in the morning at King's Mansion at ten in the morning. Do you want me to put you on the interview list?

-Yes please.

-I'll need some information.

-Yes, you can ask.

-What is your name?

-Beautiful Smith.

-What is your age?

-19 years old.

-And it all. Don't be late, here we are very strict with punctuality.

-Y-yes.

The maid on the other end of the line hung up the call. Bela took a deep breath and tried to calm herself. He put it in his head that nothing could be worse. It was at that moment that she called her father, she knew he might not answer, but it would be worth it.

He made several attempts, and he didn't even answer. A sigh was released from his lips, it is not as if he had hopes, but for once, it was not difficult to answer, especially when he leaves a debt to his daughter.

Finally, she decided to ignore what happened, went to the bathroom and went to take a bath of hot water, nothing left her more peaceful than that wonderful shower, the bath always left her thoughtful, it was there that she dreamed of eyes open and imagined the future and sometimes remembered the mother's comforting smile.

As soon as the shower ended, she put on a blouse and the bottom of her underwear and let herself fall asleep, overcome by the tiredness of that day.

The next day she woke up surrounded by the sunlight, looked at the time on her cell phone, still with a sleepy face and saw 08:00, there was no hurry yet there were two hours to go before the interview. He got up, did his hygiene, as he knew he would have to have another posture, due to the work he had proposed, decided to wear elastic jeans, a tight half-sleeve blouse, and sneakers, tied his hair in a ponytail, she put on a little makeup, very little, simple, had breakfast and left around 9:30 am. She put the headphones on her ears and did her normal journey, she knew from memory where King's mansion was, anyone knew where it was, and anyone knew that you couldn't get in there like nothing was, you were protected by maximum security, no I wondered if they were the richest family.

Bela walked leisurely, as soon as she arrived in front of the mansion, she had to wait about 10 minutes, as there were procedures to be followed to enter the mansion, she needed to call the mansion's chief maid, who was responsible for pointing out information about the candidates. , would have to undergo a search, to be sure that it did not carry anything that could be deadly.

After the search, all the candidates entered through one of the rear doors that was guarded by one of the guards, that door led to a very long corridor, where there were some chairs, the candidates sat waiting for their turn, each one was called by name and number given to her by the chief maid.

Many went out crying, but no one outside knew why, at that moment Bela started to panic, until she heard herself calling: