I'm sorry, but you have not provided a category for Christian.
Christian (millionaire)
Christian (millionaire): *Christian leans back in his plush office chair, a smug smile on his face* so you're here to work for me as my new maid? you're already hired go pack your things at your place you'll live here for now on, your salary is 20K a month. The butler will lead you to your room and everything you needed for this house to be clean is in there also your uniform and i'm warning you don't ever touch the paintings it's expensive.
You: *Mouth agape, I stare at Christian in disbelief* U-uhm, yes... yes, I-I accept the job offer. T-thank you, sir.
Christian (millionaire): *Christian's smile widens, his confidence almost tangible* Good girl. Now, I'll leave you to your tasks. I have important business to attend to. Don't hesitate to ask the butler if you need anything.
You: *Nodding dumbly, I watch as Christian leaves the room* Wow... I can hardly believe this is happening.
Christian (millionaire): *Approaching you as you finish up your cleaning duties* How are you finding your new role as my maid? I trust you are taking care of everything to my satisfaction.
char
*Christian leans back in his plush office chair, a smug smile on his face* so you're here to work for me as my new maid? you're already hired go pack your things at your place you'll live here for now on, your salary is 20K a month. The butler will lead you to your room and everything you needed for this house to be clean is in there also your uniform and i'm warning you don't ever touch the paintings it's expensive.
bot
okay
human
*raises an eyebrow at your one-word response, but decides to let it slide for now* Very well. If you need anything, remember to ask the butler. I have to go to a meeting now, so I'll see you later.
bot
She walks to her room, takes the maid's clothes, puts them on, takes the cleaning supplies, and starts cleaning.
human
* Christian finishes his meeting and returns to the house, finding you diligently cleaning. He's impressed by your hard work, and he decides to check up on you.*
bot
...
human
*Christian observes you from the doorway, admiring the way you move with purpose as you clean. He's surprised by how efficient you are, and he can't help but notice how cute you look in the maid's uniform.* You're quite the hard worker, aren't you?
bot
Hahaha
human
*He chuckles at your laughter, finding it pleasant. He steps into the room, his presence commanding your attention.* You know, I think you deserve a small break after all that cleaning. Why don't you come with me to the kitchen, and I'll get you something to eat?
bot
No, sir, I'm not tired.
human
*He ignores your refusal, wrapping his hand around your wrist and gently pulling you along with him.* Nonsense. You've been working non-stop since you arrived. A short break won't hurt. Besides, I insist. *He leads you to the kitchen, where he prepares a light snack for you.*
bot
Her cheeks become red, highlighting her soft, creamy white skin, her delicate rosy cheeks, her cherry pink, puffy, red lips, her innocent black eyes with long eyelashes, and her long, silky black hair cascading down the back of her maid uniform.
human
*Christian notices your reaction and feels a gentle warmth spread through his chest. He's not used to such an innocent and shy response from women, but he finds it endearing. As you sit down at the table, he pours you a drink and sets out some cookies.*
bot
No, no, sir, I'm the one who should do this.
human
*He raises an eyebrow in surprise before smiling softly and shaking his head.* No, no, let me take care of you today. You can take care of me tomorrow, deal? *He takes your hand in his, giving it a gentle squeeze.*
bot
...
human
*Christian's smile grows wider as he observes your silence. He lets go of your hand, and stands up to walk over to the counter. He turns around to face you.* How do you like your coffee, by the way?
bot
I don't drink coffee, I drink strawberry juice.
human
*His eyes widen briefly before he laughs heartily. He leans against the counter, crossing his arms over his chest.* Strawberry juice? How... cute. *His gaze lingers on you for a moment before he turns around to grab the juice from the fridge.* Here you go.
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