One year after the tragedy at Klaza Manor...
A thick silence hung in the golden main hall. Velvet curtains draped to the floor, glinting in the warm sunlight that peeked through stained glass windows. The smell of aged wine and polished wood lingered like a memory too stubborn to fade.
"I want to fix the past. It's time I do this, Brie. I want you to find me the four women who will make me fall in love. That chaos from before... I don't want that again. I want to behave differently than my mother did. As the new Lady of the manor, is that clear?"
Brie looked at her, arms crossed. Her long blonde braid shimmered, and her battle outfit with its bold neckline stood out. A sharp yellow military cap completed the look. "Lucy, that's a wonderful decision. It's been a year since there were maids here. The whole mansion looks like shit. It's time to clean it up. I'll find the four new maids for our manor."
Lucy, with her neutral gaze, looked at her. Her pink eyes sparkled. Sitting on her grand armchair, legs crossed, her long blue hair with a red streak glowed under the light. Her glossy blue lipstick shone. Her cleavage was bold yet elegant. Her red heels screamed presence. She smiled. "Perfect. I'm giving you a week, tops. These next six months must be different. Explain to them they're not coming to be exploited, but to earn a good salary, status, and... love. It's time I find someone for myself."
Brie smirked. "Ohhh someone's looking for love? That's new. I'm your sister, isn't my love enough?"
Lucy blushed slightly. "I won't lie... I crave it. I really want to love, to have a lot of sex, to let go a little. The goal is to enjoy. I mean it, Brie. I don't want it to be like it was under my mother. She was the villain. The maids woke up in fear. I want it to be pure, romantic, sexy, and unapologetically erotic. Each maid will wear uniforms in the color she chooses, not that disgusting black and white. If she wants cleavage, she'll get cleavage. They'll follow my orders, but I'll listen to their wishes too. That's my vision. Klaza Manor will rise again under me, Lucy fucking Klaza. Oh, and of course you, Brie Lazlis Klaza." She winked.
Brie blinked in surprise. "What a speech... sis, you're seriously inspiring. I'll help you make this dream real."
She walked toward the window. Lucy raised an eyebrow. "You know I hate using the door. I'll be back soon with the first maid. Mwah!"
She blew a kiss and leaped out the window.
"Oh Brie..."
Brie ran toward the road. She glanced back at the massive manor in New Zealand.
"I want love too. Not just for Lucy. It's time to find maids who want it as bad as we do."
Later that day...
Brie arrived at 90 Lobson Street in New Zealand. She eyed a rundown building, climbed a side wall, and peeked through a window.
"I don't have a list or anything. Gonna have to wing it..."
She spotted a young woman inside with a sharp pink bob cut, her back exposed, half-naked, digging through a closet. When the girl turned, her medium-sized breasts fully flashed into Brie's stunned view.
"Damn. I just got here and what a view. She's hot... perfect."
The girl slipped on a shirt and glanced at the window, eyes wide.
"Huh? Thought I heard something... hope no one saw me naked."
Brie, crouched beneath the window, breathed fast.
"Shit, that was close. I need to get in without her freaking out... I've got a plan."
The girl left the room briefly. Brie opened the window and snuck in.
"Finally. Now I wait."
Two minutes later, the girl entered with a bag of chips, froze mid-chew.
"Finish chewing. Don't scream. I'm here to make you an offer."
The girl swallowed slowly and shut the door.
"Who the hell are you?! Did you record me naked?!"
Brie crossed her arms. "No recording. But damn, your body made me wet. Not gonna lie." She winked.
The girl glared. "You bitch. Pervert. What do you want? Speak before I call the cops."
Brie smirked. "Name's Brie Lazlis Klaza. I'm the head guard of Klaza Manor. I'm here to recruit you. But first what's your name?"
The girl blinked. "A maid? That's your big offer? I've heard of your mansion. Not impressed by all that glitter."
"Don't worry. It's not maid in the nasty sense. It's a real job. Six months living in the manor, good pay, amazing people... and a chance at love."
"Love?! Is this some reality show? That's pathetic. You're so desperate you came to this shitty area where I rent a dump for 700 bucks a month?"
"What's your name? Answer me."
The girl raised a brow. "Who do you think you're yelling at?"
Brie pulled a gun from her belt and aimed.
The girl stared, unfazed. "A gun? Really? You gonna kill me now? I'm Gina Melody. Try me."
"Oh, finally. Got your name. Was that so hard, bitch?"
"Your mom's the bitch. Get out of my place, Brie-whatever. I'm not interested."
Brie grinned, gun still aimed. "Okay, you asked for it."
She holstered the gun, then lunged forward and punched Gina straight in the face. Gina bled from her lip and fell.
The pain hit hard. Her cheek burned. Her heart pounded. It wasn't just fear. It was shock. No one ever touched her like that.
"You crazy bitch! What the hell?!"
"Come on, Gina. Don't piss me off. You live here alone in this dump and think you'll go far in life? I'm offering you what most girls dream of. Thirty thousand dollars a month, good vibes, sex, status and you'd rather sit here with chips?"
Gina blinked. "Thirty thousand? You're that rich?"
"Hell yeah. The manor isn't just a house. It's a business empire, baby. So I guess it's a no? Too bad. Was nice meeting you."
Brie turned, opened the window.
"Wait!" Gina shouted. "Fine... I'll come. It's not like I have anything going on here anyway. I'm in."
Brie smiled. "Sweetheart. Come on then. Let's go meet the Lady. She'll get you a uniform, a contract, and... orders. Clear?"
"Orders? We'll see about that."
Two hours later…
Lucy sat in her chair. Brie and Gina entered.
"Gina, this is Lady Lucy Klaza. Your Lady."
Gina looked up. Lucy rose all her curves and height on full display.
One point eighty-five of pure sex appeal and elegance.
The air in the room shifted. Gina's throat dried. Her knees felt light.
"Oh my god. You're a fucking goddess... you're gonna be my Lady?"
Lucy smiled, walked over gracefully. Her heels echoed. She leaned in, cupped Gina's chin.
"Nice to meet you, Gina. I'm Lucy." Her voice was low and sensual.
Gina blushed. "Fuck... I'm a strong woman but your gaze is killing me..."
Lucy chuckled. "I like this little game." She kissed Gina's cheek. "Mwah."
Gina blinked, touched her cheek. "Why did you kiss me?"
"As a greeting. And a welcome. Here, kisses are a regular thing.
Later there'll be kisses on the lips, in the air, on your neck... whatever you want."
Gina raised a brow. "Honestly, I think I should leave."
Lucy picked up her champagne glass.
"Not so fast, Gina. You're here for a test. Being a maid isn't just cleaning and obedience. It's sexual energy, dominance in bed, and a deep desire to connect. I want to test that with you. Right here. On my bed. We'll make love. Heat each other up. If you refuse now, neither I nor Brie will stop you. But I give you three options. One come to bed with me now. Two postpone and take a different test. Three refuse and walk away for good. Your choice, baby."
Gina stood frozen.
Her breath caught. Her knees almost gave in.
"The fuck? What kind of test is this?"
To be continued.