"What are you doing," Jason asks as he approaches me slowly. I felt my hands begin to shake and my palms getting sweaty. 

"I'm so sorry, I saw this dress and it looked so beautiful. I know you mother said not to try on her designs, but I just wanted to see how I looked in it." I bit my lower lip waiting for Jason to answer, but he just circled around me gazing up and down my body. He stopped and faced me before grabbing my waist. I was self-conscious and nervous at the same time.

"You have an amazing body," Jason said as he threw me a wink. "You're thin enough, and your curves in this dress are to die for. My mother had created this dress for a model to wear, but you seem to fill it out more. Why are you hiding all of this under that ugly maid outfit?"

"Didn't you just hear what I said," I ask raising my eyebrows. Jason wasn't mad at me rather he seemed fascinated and it was completely throwing me off.

"Yes I did. I hope you know that wearing my mother's outfits for her new line, is clearly against the rules. She can fire you because of it."

"Yes I know."

I watch as a smirk forms on his face, which could only mean trouble coming from him. "I'll tell you what; I'll keep this little incident a secret between us if you do one thing for me."

I jumped for joy and gave Jason a hug. As I hugged him, I felt an electric spark between us prompting me let go. I looked up into his crystal blue eyes, which were now staring at me with heated intensity. When I felt myself getting lost in his eyes, I broke eye contact. I cleared my throat and stepped away from him putting my arms awkwardly behind my back.

"Sorry, about that."

"There's no need to be sorry Christina," he says with a light chuckle.

I could feel my cheeks begin to heat up, and I knew I was blushing. "Now what do you want me to do?"

"It's simple really," he said as he slowly closed the gap between us. He grabbed my face and caressed my cheek before saying, "I want you to be my private maid."

I pushed his chest away to allow some space between us. "Are you serious?'

"I'm very serious Christina. I'm willing to keep this little slip up from my mother only if you agree to become my private maid."

I looked down at my feet not knowing how to respond, before Jason snapped me out of my thoughts again. "Look I'll give you until tomorrow to give me an answer okay. If I don't get an answer tomorrow consider yourself gone."

I nodded my head and he smiled. "Good now take off that dress, before one of her assistants decides to stop by."

"Okay but could you please leave."

He leans in closer to me as he whispers in my ear. "There's no need to be shy Christina. I'm going to see all of you pretty soon." He slowly pulls away never breaking eye contact with me as I feel a shiver run up my spine. Jason give me one last smirk before he leaves the room allowing me to finally release the breath I had been holding. 

I took off the dress quickly and placed it exactly how it was on the mannequin. As I finished cleaning up the room, one of Mrs. Anderson's assistants walks in.

"Oh I'm sorry are you still cleaning the room?"

"No I'm just about done, so you can come in."

"Thanks, hey I haven't seen you before are you new?"

"Actually I'm the daughter of Mrs. Anderson's personal maid, Maria. My name is Christina."

"Well it's nice to meet you Christina, my Name is Ashley Marquez."

"Nice to meet you too, well I'll leave you to your work," I say picking up my supplies.

I notice her watching me closely, and as I'm about to leave she stops me. "Christina, has anyone ever told you that you're too pretty to be just a house maid?"

"Yes actually, Jason did the first time he saw me."

"Do you believe him?"

"I don't know I never really looked at myself that way before. I've always been too busy with school or work pay close attention to the way I looked."

"Well you should really start paying attention to yourself honey, because you are beautiful."

"Thanks." I smile at the compliment Ashley gives me before leaving the room. I place my cleaning supplies back in the closet and head back to my bedroom to change, since I have finished my tasks for today.

After a quick shower, I dress up and head down to the kitchen. The proposal Jason gave me keeps playing in my mind. I really don't know what to do. Being his private maid could mean a lot of things, and I'm not too sure I'm ready to find out. I walk into the kitchen and find April making dinner.

"Something smells good."

"Oh Christina hi, I didn't see you there."

I take a seat on one of the stools near the breakfast nook.

"So how was your first day?"

"Honestly it wasn't too bad." I know I'm lying but I don't know April well enough to let her know what happened with Jason catching me wearing a Gloria Anderson original. I remember the girl who was with Jason earlier and decide to ask April about her.

"So that girl who stopped by to see Jason earlier..."

"What about her?"

"Who is she exactly?"

She turned around to face me. "Her name is Amanda. She's one of Jason's many girlfriends, who happens to be a model why?"

"No reason it's just that they looked close."

"I know what you're thinking, so don't worry Jason isn't that type of guy. He's not a player. If he's dating someone he is completely faithful to them until the relationship ends. He just never really stays in a relationship."

"Oh okay, but I wasn't thinking that trust me."

Just as I'm about to say something else, Jason walks into the room and April and I become quiet.

"Uh oh you definitely know two girls are talking about you when you enter the room and they get quiet. I hope everything being said is all good," he said looking at April with pleading eyes. She smiled and turned away from him. "That's none of your business Mr. Anderson."

"Ouch April I thought we were close," he says while taking a side glance at me. April turns around quickly, "we are?"

"I'd like to think so." I take this moment to interject and say, "If you two are so close then why do you let her address you by Mr. Anderson instead of Jason?"

He turned to April. "April it's you who chooses to call me Mr. Anderson, but I'd prefer it if you call me Jason. "

April lets out a big smile before saying, "sure no problem Jason."

I smile knowing that I had created a moment between them. April finished and brought out the lasagna, and the three of us ate and had a peaceful conversation. Once we were done, April put the plates into the sink, and began to wash the dishes before I stopped her.

"No April you don't have to clean up. You cooked so I'll clean up."

"No its okay, it's my task to complete."

I gave her a pleading look before she gave in. "Okay fine you can clean up since you want to so much. I'm off to bed for the night see you guys in the morning." April leaves, and I begin to clean up the mess in the kitchen. Jason stands and walks towards me. "So have you thought about my proposal?" I stopped washing to face him.

"I thought you were giving me until tomorrow?"

"I am I just wanted to know whether you've given it some thought," he says with a smirk.

I shift uncomfortably next to him before saying, "somewhat."

"I don't even know why you're thinking about it. The answer should be obvious." There was a gleam in his eye as he looked down at me. He was looking at me as if he already knew my answer, and that he just wanted me to say it.

"Just what exactly will I be doing if I agree to your terms," I say raising my eyebrow.

"Well if you accept, you won't be a maid exactly."

"What do you mean?" Now I was confused and thinking the worst possible scenario, but I didn't let the worry show on my face.

"Remember how I told you on your first day that you were too beautiful to be a maid."

"Yeah," I say trying to see where exactly he was going with this. "By the way are you saying that maids are ugly?"

"Not at all, I just feel that you are wasting a valuable asset of yours."

"Okay."

"Well I'm working on launching my own fashion line, and I want you to be the face of it. When I saw you in my mother's gown you looked stunning"

"I'm not a model Jason, you do know that right?"

"Yes I'm aware of that."

"I'm not thin enough either."

"Yes you are, earlier when you hugged me I got an idea of your waist size I'd say you're a twenty-four, maybe twenty-three. You have beautiful curves so you're perfect." I was taken aback at how he was able to guess my size accurately just by a lousy hug. 

"That's all I have to do, be a model for your clothing."

"Yes with the occasional fetching of snacks for me that's about it, so what do you say?"

I thought to myself for a second. What Jason is asking does sound reasonable, and it doesn't seem like he has any ulterior motives or anything like that.

"Fine I'll be your private maid, even though I still don't get why the title is private maid."

"Christina that's because nobody else can know about the project I'm working on. You cannot by any means tell my mother okay. This is a secret between me and you. Plus we'll be working in my bedroom at night hence the meaning of private."

"Wait your bedroom, why can't we use the design room?"

"That's because my mother does spend some nights in there, and you never know when she could show up. Besides I have a little studio in my suite as well."

"Okay I guess that makes sense, but don't try anything funny when we're alone."

"No promises," he says throwing his arms in the air.

"Alright now that we're clear on what you'll be doing I'm going to turn in for the night. I'll see you tomorrow night alright, goodnight Christina."

"Goodnight."

I watched as Jason walked out of the kitchen. I resumed cleaning up, and when I was done I headed to my bedroom. I brought out a picture of my mother, and placed it on my side table. I have to go visit her tomorrow once I'm done with my tasks. I get in bed, and turn off the lights. Today hadn't been as bad as I thought it was going to be. Jason is going to keep my little stunt a secret, and I get to try something new tomorrow. I just wish my mother will be here to see the finished product. I sigh and close my eyes letting sleep take over.