i stood there looking at him, that's weird... he isn't short, he is actually quite tall! and the warmth i felt when he hugged me... that... NO yenny don't you dare fall in love >< he is your master for god's sake !
i was in my own world when he kept calling my name. i jumped when he held my hand which made me spill coffee on his shirt. i did not just do that right? oh god plz make this a dream!.
he backed away a bit and sighed: great --' so i started apologizing and got out of there running, thank god mrd.wahiba always tells me to bring extra clothes or dresses when we go to a party.
i went back inside his office handing him a new shirt. he isn't wearing a shirt! breaath! don't you dare look at him... hmmm he has nice abs.. omg stop stariiiing >< why am i being a perv?
he suddently sais: " ah you brought another shirt? thanks" he was smirking, enjoying the idea of me blushing because of him, the perv.
i turned cursing myself for actually blushing. i heard him ask: "so... this is what it's like to be a maid? not even caring whether a person is half naked?" what the hell? why is he speaking like a maiden who's protecting her honor? i answered: " well, if my master needs help it doesn't matter" he asked again : " so your feelings don't matter? is that why you try acting like a robot infront of me?" ah he must be speaking about my apology for him earlier, when i transformed from sercastic mode to maid mode huh... i answered : "kind of."
he stopped speaking so i took a look at him and he continued: "kind of sad" we heard the phone wringing so he took the call leaving me speechless, does he pity mee? the 1st day hasn't even passed and i already wanna beat the crap out of him. UGH!
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those abs though *^*
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bts' maids (COMPLETED fanfic)
Fanfictionmrs.wahiba raised 7 orphans until the 'day' comes; the day the 7 girls leave the house as maids for mrs.wahiba's 7 sons a.k.a bts. will they be able to get along? to know the reason? to be happy? all will be answered in the fanfic. genre : drama...
