Episode 9

Heitor Bitencourt

I am a man wholly dedicated to my company; my life revolves around work and seeking justice for my beloved Juliana and the child we were about to have. They were taken from me due to a reckless driver, but I will finally honor their memory.

As I mentioned, I do not interfere with Magnolia's decisions because I trust her implicitly, and I am confident she will always act in my best interest. I was taken aback by a beautiful blonde with blue eyes and delicate hands, someone who likely never toiled with housework.

Heitor: The pleasure is all mine, Luna. Don't thank me; it was Magnolia who offered you the job.

Luna: Even so, thank you. You are the boss, after all.

Heitor: Just Heitor will suffice, I prefer it.

Magnolia: Isn't she just lovely, my dear boss?

Heitor: She is perfect, absolutely perfect... Have you shown her around the house yet, Magnolia?

Luna: I've just arrived, but I can already tell it's huge, quite different from my parents’ farm.

Heitor: I can imagine. Magnolia will show you everything, and discuss your salary too. If you have any questions, feel free to come to me.

Luna: Alright, sir, thank you. Please excuse me.

Heitor: You’re welcome any time, Luna. And please, just Heitor.

She extends her delicate hand once more to bid farewell, and we lock eyes for a paralyzing few seconds before Magnolia breaks the moment.

Magnolia: Let's have a look around the house, Luna. Later I'll introduce you to the girls who work here and show you our room, the one we'll share.

Luna: Let's go, Aunt Mag. Once again, please excuse me, Heitor.

Heitor: I've already mentioned you’re welcome anytime, Luna.

We smile, and they leave my office so Magnolia can give her a full tour. How can she be so beautiful? Her eyes, like vast oceans, her clear skin that doesn’t seem to belong to someone from the countryside, her lovely, delicate hands, and her sweet fragrance linger in my office.

I am bewildered by what just transpired here. For a moment, it felt as if time stood still, particularly when I gazed into Luna's eyes. I take a deep breath, attempting to refocus on my emails since that is what brings me here. However, I know it will be challenging to concentrate with this girl's scent lingering in the air. I send a few more emails, then pause, deciding it's time to leave the office...

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Luna Vieira

The size of the house overwhelmed me, and the thought of cleaning it exhausts me, but I am prepared to do anything to protect my child from Guilherme, and I believe he won't find us here.

I must admit, the beauty of my boss took me by surprise; I thought I'd seen handsome men before, but none compare to him. His deep voice was like music, but I must focus solely on my baby. We left Heitor's office, and Aunt Mag began to show me around the vast mansion.

Luna: How many people live in this house, Aunt Mag?

Magnolia: Only Heitor and myself, as I reside here, and now you. The rest of the staff return to their homes after dinner. The boss has a pair of siblings, Henrique and Helena, but they typically visit about once a month.

Luna: The boss doesn't have parents?

Magnolia: He does, but they haven't got along for a while. You're aware that Heitor owns the largest cosmetics factory in Sao Paulo, right?

Luna: No, Aunt Mag, I don't really keep up with that kind of information.

Magnolia: He's also not keen on media exposure... As you can see, the ground floor has three living rooms, a veranda, Heitor's office, the kitchen, a pantry, a wine cellar, a small bar, and a service room, which is seldom used. Upstairs, there are seven bedrooms all with en suite bathrooms, another veranda, and a movie theater that's typically used only when Helena and Henrique are here.

Luna: Wow, now I understand why it’s so structured.

Magnolia: Even I, having worked here for years, get surprised sometimes. Despite that, you won’t have too much to do since there are hardly any people and everything is kept clean.

Luna: That's okay, Aunt Mag. I can handle it.

Magnolia: Let's go to the kitchen. I want to introduce you to the other girls; they're going to love you.

Luna: I hope so, Aunt.

I smile, and we head to the kitchen. Upon entering, there stand two women, one several years Magnolia's senior and the other noticeably younger.

Magnolia: Girls, this is my niece, Luna; she’ll be joining us in our work... Luna, meet Adelaide the cook, and Verena, you'll be working alongside her in housekeeping.