Episode 10

Heitor Bitencourt

The new maid left me quite perplexed; I couldn’t focus on my emails at all, and surprisingly, I haven’t felt this way about anyone except Juliana, who was the only love of my life. I think she’s too young for housekeeping and seems so fragile that she’s likely not used to such work.

Leaving the office because I couldn't stop thinking about her blue eyes and the sweet perfume she wore unsettled my thoughts. Once I saw those beautiful hands taking the suitcase, I had no choice but to help her carry it upstairs.

Heitor: You must be tired from your journey, let me take that for you.

Luna: Thank you, Heitor, but it's not heavy, and you shouldn't trouble yourself.

Heitor: It's no trouble, Luna, go on up, and I'll bring your suitcase.

Smiling and gazing at Magnolia, I take the young girl's suitcase upstairs, believing her to be about eighteen and really strikingly beautiful as we reach my housekeeper’s room, and she immediately opens the door.

Although it's my housekeeper's room, I find it exceedingly cozy and comfortable, not least because Magnolia herself chose and decorated it to her liking.

Magnolia: Luna, it's not what you're used to back on the farm, but I think you'll find it comfortable, just like I do. I used to share this room with another maid, but now that she's left, it'll be just us two.

Luna: It's wonderful, Aunt Mag, you know these things don't bother me. It's a lovely room.

Heitor: I'm glad you like it, I hope you'll feel at ease with Magnolia, and that nothing will be missing for you.

Luna: I'm sure nothing will be lacking, sir, thank you for carrying my suitcase, you are very kind.

Heitor: Please, not ‘sir’. It makes me feel old.

Luna: But don't worry about that, you're not so old.

Heitor: Ouch, that hurt. Do you think I’m old?

Luna: No, Heitor, I just...

Magnolia: I’ll ask Adelaide to serve your dinner, Heitor. Luna, my dear, that's the closet over there you can place your things, and afterward, come down to the kitchen for dinner. Tomorrow I'll show you the rest of the rooms. Are you going to sit down for dinner now, boss?

Heitor: I'll just go to my room for a shower, and then I’ll be right down. Excuse me, Luna, make yourself at home and welcome.

Luna: Thank you, Heitor, also for being so thoughtful.

Heitor: You're welcome, beautiful…

I can't believe I called her beautiful. I glance at Magnolia, who smiles discreetly, while Luna blushes, making her even more delightful. Having placed her suitcase in a corner, I exit her room to go take a shower. Stepping into my bedroom, I don't even lock the door, just close it and start undressing with the memory of her pleasant smile and the scent of her perfume in my nostrils.

Heitor's Thoughts 💭

"I must be going mad. She just arrived and has already taken over my thoughts like this; what's happening to me? Those eyes, those lips, her fragrance—it's impossible, not me, I need a cold shower."

I strip and head to the bathroom to finally take that cold shower, as I've clearly lost my composure. Turning on the shower, I let the water cascade over me, closing my eyes—yet all I see is Luna's face. Opening my eyes and looking down, I realize I'm embarrassingly aroused and begin to chuckle at what's befallen me—it must be some joke.

The only solution is to take care of this unexpected desire, which is both confusing and worrisome. I do what needs to be done, eyes shut because it's only Luna on my mind—this must be madness—until I finish with a necessary release against the shower wall.

Heitor: Easy, Heitor, keep yourself in check, she’s just a maid...

I tell myself this, disbelieving the situation, then step out of the bathroom, towel off, and get dressed to go down for dinner, choosing warm clothing for the chilly evening, with no intent to go out.

For some reason, I'm looking forward to having Luna at the dinner table; it's been a while since anyone, other than Magnolia, who has been my companion since she started working here, joined me.