The Billionaire's Muse

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ck out once my debt was completed. Who would have thought that I

lking out on me mid-sentence which was infuriating. What could I do? Nothing. I

, wait in the sitting room, and if for some reason in the universe I need to spend the night, it had to be in a tiny room opposite him. While I was there, I

in those last four days, I have been more stressed than I have been in my entire life. Waking up early with one objective; to survive the day in the han

onds before I was out on the streets. Yet, he debunked the suggestion of me staying

He even pushed on my weight and I almost lost it. I'm a worker, not a model and if he knew what I was dealing with, he would give me a br

nd he was wealthy. No wonder he wanted to murder me for calling him a cleaner. And learning about him, I staye

on a decent outfit. I had to drive as fast as I could, park a few blocks away from his house, so he didn't see my car, and make it to his resi

a rest, or he worked around the clock? Because I have never seen him relaxing. He was always

ting,” he si

id he ask me to co

u wait for him in the sitting room,” he s

ning myself from running my hands over his abs and saying, “please

ause she was the only one he didn't snap at. And, he listened to her. She also made countless trips to his room each day. To add to that, the woman looked to be in her late forties

a hug. “Get some breakfast while you're here. He will take another forty mi

. Nobody talked or made out time to know one another. Everyone was professional and there was no lacking. They kept their h

have had breakfast. Thank you.” Hardly did my lies leave

ng, don't be shy. Working for Miles isn't what one s

ne. I don't care what anyone else says, if truly she was something to Mil

at you can enjoy your job.” She patted me on the back. “I have to leave now. See you around.” She got to the door

that? No matter how I tried to think

djacent to the sitting room. Countless times, I had observed that one or two maids came throu

maids were busy in the exquisite kitchen. Every bit of this household keeps getting pretty, and they're all uniquel

they were doing and turned to look at me. I hadn't even noticed when she got to

m maids with different body sizes, they looked more like models. All dressed in black fitted dresses that stopped below their knees, black flats, and brunette hair gelled to the back and held in a

ngers. “How can I help you?” sh

rking here, I have apologized for more times than I did in my entire adult

you. Please come in. I'm Isabel,” she responded, firmly reaching and

she

friendly-looking blue-eyed girl. “Oh, d

” the girl's ste

a honey-brown-eyed girl, who sprinted

ng with them before I could differentiate one from the other unless I lo

“Nice to meet you all,” I said once again. “Grenada said that I co

one of the high stools surrounding the island. “

orry. Just show me aroun

ll,” she

is available i

sat, stared, and admired We conversed, and it was as if we had b

d, still wearing her si

you,”

with my devouring, “what is going on here!” tha