THIRD POV
Camilla walked into the kitchen angrily.
Her blood was boiling in anger as she walked towards the island and rested her hands on it.
Two other maids, Hilda and Nora, shared a look. They wonder who made Camilla angry this early. But they faced their work regardless.
They know better than to ask her what the problem is.
Camilla fumed internally, letting out heavy breaths as she glared at nothing in particular.
The thought of grabbing Evelyn's hair made her hands crave badly to do so.
"Who the hell does that bitch think she is?" she asked, claiming the other maids' attention.
Camilla's fingers crawled into a fist.
She thought about what Evelyn told her this morning.
And now.....?
Now, she had to pack up Evelyn's breakfast?
Seriously?
Hilda and Nora kept staring at Camilla, taking in her rage.
Camilla noticed them staring. She moved her eyes towards them and they quickly faced their work.
Camilla clenched her jaw angrily.
"Freaking gossips. Focus on your damn work!" She yelled, earning a flinch from them.
"Dumb tramps," she said, looking away from them.
"Cam, what is going on?" Liliana asked worriedly, walking into the kitchen with a little bowl of water in her hands.
"I heard your loud voice from the living room," Liliana said, placing the bowel on the island.
Camilla sucked her teeth nonchalantly.
"What if the bosses heard you?" Liliana whispered.
Camilla scoffed as Hilda and Nora walked out the door and took their attention.
"Um, Nora?" Liliana called, stopping Nora on her track.
Hilda waited too.
"Yes?"
"Where is Paloma?" Liliana asked.
"She is...."
"The restroom, I think." Hilda chipped in.
"The rest....."
"The damn question wasn't for you, dummy," Camilla retorted, scowling at Hilda, who lowered her gaze.
Liliana furrowed her brows at Camilla.
What is with her this morning? She wondered.
"I am sorry," Hilda said. "Just that she told me where she went to, so I..."
"Just get the fuck out. Both of you," Camilla retorted, turning her back at them.
Liliana gestured them to leave, and they walked out of the kitchen, leaving Camilla alone with Liliana.
Liliana looked at Camilla.
Camila was looking everywhere but at her, fuming in rage as she thought about the man of her dreams with that hideous bimbo.
Ugh!
*************
ADRIAN'S ROOM
Candela stood close to the huge windows, still dressed in her red night robe, her cleavage out to any easy eye and her fingers played randomly with a strand of hair as she watched how Mario held Evelyn's hand and took her to the backseat of the black G-wargon.
A scoff left Candela's lips.
Mario opened the backseat door for Evelyn and she entered.
"Candy?" Dolores called, furrowing her brows as she walked towards Candela, whose eyes were still glued to the windows.
"What are you looking at?" Dolores asked, getting closer to the windows. She looked down and saw Mario getting into the passenger's seat and then Carlos got into the backseat.
The car started and headed for the gate.
Candela sucked her teeth as she walked away from the windows, making Dolores look at her.
"Mario has gone nuts. That ungrateful brat has totally lost it," Candela said, walking towards her mirror stand. She let out a sigh as she picked up her hairbrush and began brushing her hair as she stared at herself in the mirror.
"What wrong did he do this time? Take his friend to school with him?" Dolores asked.
Candela didn't respond but kept brushing her hair.
"He is just helping her. They attend the same school, remember? Why are you always upset whenever he treats his friend nicely?" Dolores asked.
Candela stopped brushing her hair as she clenched the handle of the hairbrush.
"It is not like you are married to him. You are married to his father. The anger is very unnecessary" Dolores said, making Candela clench her jaw angrily.
"I am beginning to think you are jealous of that little girl," Dolores added, looking away.
Candela turned to her with a scowl.
Dolores' face twitched, noticing she had angered Candela.
"Are you insane, Dolores?"
"Candy....."
"How dumb can you be?" Candela retorted.
"I am just...."
"Shut it!" Candela snapped.
Dolores kept shut.
"What makes you think I am jealous of that tiny tramp, huh? That little nobody? What exactly is wrong with you?"
"I am just saying, Candy. Your anger whenever he treats her well makes me wonder," Dolores explained.
Candela scoffed. "You are dumber than I thought. Sometimes I wonder if we actually share the same blood."
Dolores' face twitched.
"You are the dumbest bitch I have ever met!"
"Okay, enough with the insults, Candela."
"No. It is not enough. You need daily insults to help reset your dumb brain, dummy!"
Dolores scoffed.
"Mario is my son. I should be angry about everything. Especially about that stranger he brought into my fucking house. And now he is taking her to school? Talking about taking care of her tuition and all. That means that bitch is not leaving my house anytime soon. Can you even think for once with your dumb brain?"
"If she is going to stay forever, it shouldn't be a problem, Candela."
Candela scoffed in disbelief.
"Mario clearly likes her. You see the way he looks at her. They might even be dating and eventually get married."
Candela furrowed her brows.
"You've earned yourself a daughter-in-law. You should be happy."
Candela scoffed. "That bitch will never be my daughter-in-law."
Dolores heaved a sigh.
"I am going to make sure she leaves this house. And that will be very soon. You will see."
"Mario will not let you,"
Candela scoffed. "Who said anything about Mario? Adrian will kick her out himself. You and I know very well that Mario respects his father very much. He is loyal to his father. When I am done convincing Adrian, Mario will have no choice than to listen to him and have that bitch kicked out of my house."
Dolores shook her head in disbelief.
"Now get out of my room. I need less dumb people around me right now," Candela said, turning to her mirror.
"You know what? The more I live with you, the more I miss Blanca. You are a horrible sister,"
Candela scoffed nonchalantly. "Leave my damn room,"
Dolores walked out of the room and almost slammed the door.
"Fucking dumb bitch," Candela said, brushing her hair.
**************
Dolores walked angrily along the hallway. She walked past a certain corner on the right side of the hallway and Manuel's head peeped out of it, and he watched her walking ahead.
He moved back into the corner where he had one of the maids with him.
"Who was that?" she whispered.
Manuel shrugged. "No one serious. Just the lady's sister," he said, holding her waist as he stared lustfully at her unzipped uniform that had her bra and breasts on display to his lustful eyes.
She held his arm, trying to push him away, but he held her tightly.
"No, Manuel, that's enough. We have been here for almost thirty minutes now," she said worriedly.
He held her tightly regardless, smirking.
"Other maids must be looking for me right now and Lucas must be looking for you too. Aren't you guys going somewhere this morning?"
"Yes, we are. But thirty minutes is a very short duration for me, Paloma. And you know that. Besides, you didn't come to my room last night, remember? I was fucking frustrated waiting for you," he said, leaning towards her neck and placing a kiss on her.
She flinched a bit, pushing him away gently.
"I am sorry, okay? I couldn't come for some reason," she said nervously.
"Which is it?" He asked, still scanning her body with his lustful eyes.
"Girls stuff. Liliana was going through something."
Manuel scoffed, looking away.
"I think she likes Lucas, but he has eyes for Mimi. She saw them together talking like a couple. It really hurt her, so I had to stay with her for a while and...."
"Wait, what?" Manuel retorted, furrowing his brows.
"I had to stay with her for a while and...."
"No, the first thing you said before that," he retorted.
"She likes Lucas, but I guess he has eyes for Mimi," she said.
Manuel scoffed "No, he doesn't. He is just being the nice motherfucker that he is. Mimi is mine. No one else's," he said, leaning closer to her collarbone with a smirk.
She furrowed her brows as she pushed him. "Excuse me?"
"Huh?"
"What did you just say?"
"What did I say?" he asked, shrugging.
"About Mimi?"
"That she is mine?" he asked.
Her heart tightened as she stared at him.
"I have eyes for Mimi. Not Lucas," he said nonchalantly.
Paloma felt tears coming. "Wha....what about me?"
He furrowed his brows confusedly.
She raised her brows, staring at him with pain in her eyes.
Realization hit him.
"You mean what you are to me?" he asked.
She stared at him, awaiting his answer.
"Oh come on, beautiful. You are a good fuck with the hottest body," he said with a smirk as he stared at her full chest while moving closer to her and was about to hold her waist when....
"Ugh!" She groaned, smacking his face.
"Aw!" He groaned, looking away as he held his cheek.
"Jerk! Don't ever speak to me again!" She snapped and walked away while fixing her dress.
Manuel walked out of the corner, massaging his cheek as he stared at her, walking away.
"Dirty bitch," he muttered, putting down his hand.
"Who in his right senses would pick you over a goddess like Mimi?"
"Fucking maid," he added, walking away.
***************
IN THE KITCHEN
"What do you mean you added a lot of chilis to her meal?" Liliana asked Camilla, who was still leaning on the island and still fuming.
"That's what I said." Camilla snapped, looking away.
Liliana scoffed in disbelief. "Do you intend on killing her?"
Camilla looked at her. "Yes, Lily. I want that bitch dead. That's exactly what I want."
Liliana shook her head.
"I hope she eats that meal and cries her eyes out. I hope her tears are replaced with spicy blood and then drop-dead." Candela snarled, fuming in rage.
"You are seriously taking this too far, Cam," Liliana said.
Camilla scoffed. "I don't give a damn, Lily. You have seen the way Mario has been around her. She is taking his mind off me."
Liliana raised her brows.
"He has totally forgotten about me," Camilla almost cried.
"The last time I checked, Cam, he never had you in mind," Liliana said.
Camilla threw her a scowl.
Liliana shrugged. "Even if he has you in mind, it must be the simple fact that you are Camilla, one of his maids,"
Camilla's anger added more flames.
"Just shut the fuck up, Liliana. You don't know shit."
Liliana raised her hands slightly. "Fine. But obsession is a terrible thing. You really have to stop."
Camilla sucked her teeth angrily, looking away.
Next, Paloma walked into the kitchen angrily but stopped on her track the minute she locked eyes with Camilla and Liliana.
"There you are, Paloma. Where have you been?" Liliana asked.
"I uh....the restroom. I have a running stomach," she lied, clearing her throat.
Camilla scoffed. "Yeah right." She said, hitting Paloma's shoulder rudely as she walked past and headed out of the kitchen.
"What the.... Camilla," Liliana called.
Camilla didn't respond.
Liliana heaved a sigh.
"It's okay, Lilly," Paloma said, walking further into the kitchen and towards the counter.
"Is something wrong, Paloma?" Liliana asked, noticing her unhappiness.
"It's nothing," she said without looking at her.
"Are you sure? You don't look happy," Liliana said.
"I am fine. How are you feeling?" Paloma asked, looking at Liliana.
Liliana looked down as she recalled her state last night after seeing Lucas and Mimi together, talking like a couple.
"Fine. It is not a big deal, though. He never made any advances towards me, so..." Liliana shrugged.
Paloma nodded slightly. "Well, you don't have to worry. Perhaps you saw it wrong. Lucas doesn't have eyes for Mimi."
Liliana furrowed her brows confusedly.
"He is just being nice. Someone else has eyes for her."
"Who?"