Chapter 32: Dangerous Maids
Anita drove into her home to find her ten elegant, beautiful, polished, neatly dressed girls in black and white uniforms, like hostesses, forming two lines outside her driveway, standing like silent sentinels. Their posture was impeccable, faces calm, gorgeous, and professional.
The moment she stepped out of the car, a cool breeze rustled the perfectly manicured hedges, and the faint scent of jasmine filled the air. She went to the back of the car and opened trunk to take out the groceries.
A man quickly stepped out from a black van all smiles. "Good evening, Mrs. Blackwood. I’m Manager Harris, overseeing the household staff. We’ve been waiting for you."
"Hm," Anita responded and brought out the bags before locking the truck.
Without being asked, a brown-skinned girl with a body that could cause nosebleeds stepped out of the line. She smiled warmly, her white teeth sparkling, framed by a cute dimple on her right cheek.
"Let me help you with that," she said, reaching gracefully for one of the grocery bags.
Anita didn’t hesitate. The broem-skinned girl took two of the paper bags and the remaining two were carried by a fair lady.
Anita liked what she saw. There were different sizes of ladies, different colors, and different heights. But they all had one thing in common. They were drop-desd gorgeous.
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Inside the house...
Manager Harris sat across from Anita. He watched her carefully as she signed the one-year contract of household confidentiality and specialized service, the final step in formalizing the presence of the ten women now under her command.