.Giselle Moore needs money to save her dying father. So she takes a job as a maid for the Blackwoods.
She never expected her boss to be Alexander Blackwood — the ex she was forced to leave behind.
He's a billionaire. Cold. Cruel. And he thinks she's a gold digger who abandoned him.
"You want this job? Then you'll be my wife," he says. "Pretend you love me like you pretended before."
She has to say yes. Even if it means lying to the only man she ever loved.
Giselle's POV
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Chapter 1
“Ringgggg”
My alarm rang waking me up from an embarrassing dream.I palmed my face already feeling tired for the day. I swung my legs off the bed and made my way to the bathroom.
My beautiful face appeared in the mirror but that wasn't what bothered me. My hair was a disaster. Having a curly hair was cool but it looked like a bird nest every time I woke up from sleep. I huffed as I pulled out my brush. My hair was the cause of all my trouble.
I was bullied in high school for that and they called me names.Yes they succeeded in making me insecure of my hair. Let me introduce myself. I am Giselle Moore. A normal 22years lady with only one parent who is currently in a critical condition. Yh he is suffering from Leukemia.
Don't ask about my mom. I never got to see her.I have only one friend and that's Ava. My alarm rung for the second time and I knew it was already 7 am.I hurried up for I had to get rid of the bird nest.
At nine, I was already at my office.
“Hey” Ava whispered as she entered.
“What?”
“The boss has been looking for you for almost an hour”Ava said.
I'm fucked up. I have already been given a warning for reporting late so I knew one thing. I was going to get fired.
I got up and moved to his office. I took a deep breath and knocked.
“Come in.” He ushered me in.
“Good morning sir,” I greeted.
Maybe there was hope somewhere.
“Ms.Moore…”He started. “You are a very good at your job but I'm sorry to say you are no longer needed”
I knew that was what awaited me but I couldn't stop the tears as realization hit me. How would I afford my father's hospital bill.
I was yet to pay since I haven't been paid yet. “Uh …will I get my salary for this month” I asked with hope . At least I would be able to pay the doctors to treat him.I would get it.
“Sorry to disappoint…no”
“Oh” That was all I could say as I turned and went back to my office. Everyone who passed by my office looked at me with pity.
“It's going to be fine” Ava said trying to comfort me.
I wanted to scream at her that it's not. But she wasn't at fault. It wasn't entirely my fault either. I had to look after my dad and for that I slept very late.
“Call me if anything happens”
That was the last thing Ava said before I left the office.
When I got out of the building I didn't even know where I was going but I knew one thing. I had to go job hunting.
A month later
I was feeling terrible. I had slimmed down. The weight of my father's bills pressed down on my shoulders. A whole fuckin’ month of job hunting not even a broom picked me.
All my savings have been drained. I had no money to pay for my rent, my dad's bills and even my meals.
I am literally broke. My phone buzzed with a notification. I tiredly reached out for the phone.
*Ava
The Blackwoods are looking for a maid. Will you apply?
“Finally!!” I screamed at my house.
I speedily typed yes as a reply. Even if I was working as a maid, as far as I would be paid, I had no complaints.
I applied and a day later I was called for the interview. I passed by my father's ward. His face was pale almost like he was trying not to exist.
“Dad” I whispered quietly as if a higher voice would make his situation worse.
“I have been called for an interview” I said “please bless me”
No response came. Just the faintly humming of his chest. I was saddened as I left the ward but I brushed it away. I will work hard and pay for him to get treatment. I assured myself.
I checked my appearance in their company mirror again when I got there.
My hair was tied into a ponytail with two long strands left loose at my temples.
No makeup . My eyes held a sign of tiredness. My white shirt and black pencil skirt was well ironed and neat. I was feeling out of place as I looked at the workers . This was the best company in the world with a next worth almost 10 billion.
Then I remembered something. I wasn't here to work in the company. I was here to get the job of a maid.
“Ms. You are next”
A voice called out to me. I got myself ready. I have waited a whole month so I prayed I wouldn't screw up.
I asked for the office since there were too many offices. I was directed to it. I looked up at the tag. “Interview room”.
They even had an interview room.
“Fuck” I cursed silently and knocked.
“Come in” A voice ushered me in.
My palm got sweaty as nervousness crept down my spine. I opened the door and the interior design in the office left my mouth hanging.
“Ms. Moore” The deep smooth voice came out again and I looked in the direction of the voice only to be stunned.
Chapter 2
Giselle's POV
My breath hitched as I stared at the person in front of me. How did I forget that his last name was Blackwood and there was literally only one Blackwood family.
“Ms.Moore” his voice came out again. This time commanding.”Have a seat”
I was surprised. I breathed a sigh of relief as I settled down. Alexander Blackwood was literally a sweet and caring person so maybe I would get a higher position since we had something in the past.
“Alex…”
“Ms.Moore I would expect you to call me sir and also there is no vacancy for the job you are applying for” he said in one breath.
He sounded different. Reserved like I was some stranger.
“Alex”
“Do I need to repeat myself?” His voice thundered in the office and I shuddered.
Why was this happening? It's not like I had a problem with him 4 years ago.
“Okay” I said, almost whispering. I took my file and rose up.
“Did I say you could leave?” He asked in a mocking tone.
At this point, it was obvious that this Alexander Blackwood is different from my Alex.
“Look at you” “looking like a desperate whore” he said as he moved towards me.
I looked down at my outfit. There was nothing wrong except the fact that I had an hour glass figure. And since the outfit was tight, it drew out my curve but that doesn't give him that reason to insult me.
He was playing the ‘I don't know you ‘game. I could do better.
“Excuse me, sir,” I replied.
“Pretense… Don't you get tired of it?” he asked as he closed the gap between us.
What was wrong with him?
“Please I don't know what you are talking about” I said feeling tense as we were standing too close to each other.
“There is another offer” “A job of course”. His voice went back to the serious tone.
At that moment, I forced myself to believe he was only joking with me at first.
“Oh how much will I be paid?” I asked since I needed a good payment.
He scoffed.
“Don't worry it will be enough to stop you from opening your legs to other men”
I frowned at him but I quickly changed my expression and asked again.
“What job is it”
“You will act like my wife for 6 months. You have to pretend to be in love with me like you did 4years ago. It's not hard is it ?”
Now I knew where the problem was coming from. He thinks I pretended to love him.
But there was no pretense and in fact I still do.
The problem was that I couldn't tell him why I left back then.
“Alex…you..”
“I said,call me sir" "Do you agree with the offer?” He asked as if he was being considerate but the anger and disgust in his eyes couldn't be hidden.
“No please,” I said.
I wouldn't give him more reasons to hate me for something I am of no guilt.
Alex POV
I have waited so long for this day. I knew she was the one at the door so I ushered her in. I was immediately attracted to her when she entered.
She hasn't changed. In fact she has grown more beautiful. Her mouth hung open as she looked around.
That reminded me of who she really is. A heartless gold digger. She pretended to love me because of my money. In fact she left after taking a huge amount of money from my mom.
I looked at her with anger as I began to think of ways I can make her life miserable.
“Ms.Moore” I called out and she turned. The surprise look on her face was priceless.
Good she should be. Then she smiled. Why the heck was she smiling like she had worn some lottery.
Oh right. She wanted to use the trick she used four years ago. Well sorry to disappoint her I am now conscious.
“Ms. Moore.. have your seat” I said to her.
She applied for a maid. Like Giselle applied for a maid? Oh she wanted me in her clutches again.
This wasn't going to happen and I would make sure I break her.
