The day dawned full of expectations for Sueli. With a quick kiss from Daniel and a promise that everything would be okay, she left for her first day of work at the mansion. Upon arriving, she was impressed by the grandeur of the place: impeccable gardens, immense doors and a shine in every detail that made clear the luxury that lived there. Marta, the most experienced employee in the house, was the one who welcomed her. A woman with firm speech and practical gestures, explained to Sueli what her days there would be like. Marta would be going on vacation soon, leaving most of the responsibilities to the new hire. As she walked through the immense corridors, Sueli felt small compared to the wealth around her. She received her uniform, a simple but fitted black dress that seemed to highlight her young curves more than it should have, her breasts pressed into the uniform showing her cleavage, and her panties were a little exposed. He felt a little uncomfortable, but Marta, with a discreet smile, commented that it was Mr. Erick himself who had chosen the uniforms. Without questioning, Sueli just accepted and followed the instructions. Finally, Marta left her in a large, elegantly decorated room. Marta: Wait here. Mr. Erick wants to meet you in person before we start. The door closed, and Sueli was left alone, her heart beating fast, both from the news and from the expectation of meeting the man who seemed to command that world and who would be her boss, or who knows, her owner?.

Finally, the door opened, revealing a tall man. Even standing in front of her, he towered over Sueli's modest height. His dark brown hair was immaculately combed and his greenish-gray eyes pierced through hers, making it difficult for her to look away. He had a strong jawline and a well-groomed beard that added sophistication to his face. Mr. Erick's attire was equally impressive; he wore an expensive suit that perfectly fit his broad shoulders and muscular arms. His movements were confident, almost graceful, despite the air of authority surrounding him."Ah, Sueli," he said with a soft smile. "I am pleased to finally meet you."

Sueli swallowed nervously as she forced herself to speak. "Th-thank you, Mr. Erick. I'm here to help... in any way I can." Her voice

Se sonroja y mira al suelo. "Soy de diecisiete años, señor."

"Ah, niña todavía," dice él en tono distante y algo amable. Me doy cuenta de que ella está muy nerviosa, asustada quizás por mi presencia o simplemente ante la idea de estar ahora bajo mis órdenes. Yo no soy como los demás, sé quién soy y lo que necesito para mantenerlo en pie. La empujo con gentileza hacia un sillón y me siento frente a ella.

"No te preocupes, Sueli. Eres bienvenida aquí. Necesitaba una persona como tú para mantener esta casa en orden." Su rostro se relaja ligeramente al escuchar estas palabras y asiente con aire resignado

Lanza una mirada al rostro de Erick antes de tomar su mano. "Así que eres el dueño de todo éste..." susurra más para sí misma que con él. Al sentir sus dedos rodeándola, un leve escalofrío recorre su espalda. Es la primera vez que alguien así importante se toma el tiempo de hablarle y aún peor... tocarla. Su cuerpo empieza a calentarse sin que ella lo note en un primer momento, embargada por la emoción de estar allí sentada ante él.

"Sí, soy yo," responde con una sonrisa cálida y apasionada. "Y no te preocupes, Sueli. Aquí estoy para ayudarte en lo que necesites."

Levanta la mirada al rostro de Erick y sonríe. "Espero que será divertido trabajar aquí." Sus ojos se iluminan al decir esas palabras, mostrando una inocencia y una alegría sincera. Siente que le gusta estar en su presencia, incluso si es un poco aterradora por momentos. Espera que puedan ser buenos días para ambos, y aún más si logra retener el apoyo de Erick para mantener su situación actual.

Nodding, she takes her first steps towards the door. Before leaving, she turns back to face him. "Thank you again, Mr. Erick." Her voice is soft and shy, yet filled with gratitude. With a slight blush on her cheeks, Sueli continues to walk, feeling the weight of his gaze upon her as she disappears around the corner.

The rest of the day passes by in a flurry of activity. She cleans the house meticulously, follows Marta's instructions to a tee and even manages to help prepare lunch for Erick. Her heart races every time he comes near her, but he remains distant yet polite throughout their brief interactions. As the sun begins to set, she finally finishes up for the day and heads back home, exhausted but content with what she's accomplished. She can't help but wonder what tomorrow will bring and if she'll be

The hours at work were long and tiring, but in the end, it was all worth it. She couldn't help but feel grateful to Mr. Erick for giving her this opportunity, even though he seemed so distant and mysterious. As she climbs onto the bus on her way home, Sueli can't help but wonder what kind of man he really is beneath that polished exterior.

When she finally arrives back at their small apartment, she finds Daniel waiting for her with dinner already on the table. Seeing his handsome face light up when she walks through the door makes all the hard work fade away in an instant. They share a simple meal and talk about their days; Daniel about the long hours at work and how he manages to keep everything afloat while Sueli tells him about her first day as Mr. Erick's housekeeper...and the butterflies that filled her stomach every time he looked

She starts the day feeling nervous and uneasy. Despite his cold yesterday, Mr. Erick is up early as usual, dressed in his immaculate suit. He seems even more distant today, barely acknowledging her presence beyond what's necessary for work. The air around him feels heavy with tension, making it hard for Sueli to focus on anything but his discomfort. She takes care of her duties as best she can, cleaning the house meticulously and preparing his favorite meals in hopes that he might warm up to her a bit.

Throughout the day, Sueli catches glimpses of him pacing around the mansion, his expression distant and brooding. It's almost as if he's wrestling with some inner demons, and she can't help but feel guilty for intruding on his privacy. As evening approaches, her exhaustion starts to set in, making

She feels a shiver run down her spine as he speaks to her in such an intimate tone. His voice is deep and commanding, and his gaze seems to penetrate straight through her. For a moment, she wonders if there's more than just work between them...if maybe there could be something more. "Th-thank you," she stammers, unable to meet his eyes as she follows him out of the mansion and into his waiting car.

The ride home is silent but tense. She can feel his gaze on her, as though he's trying to unravel all her secrets with a single look. Her heart races wildly in her chest, and every time they stop at a red light or pull up next to another car, she has the urge to jump out and run away from him. It feels like he's holding something over her head, like if she doesn't

Her heart pounds in her chest as he speaks to her, his voice soothing yet commanding. His words feel like whispers, barely audible over the sound of the engine. She can't help but lean closer, drawn in by the depth and warmth that they hold. She finds herself agreeing with everything he says, feeling somehow at ease with him for the first time since she started working here. It feels wrong, yet somehow right too; like dancing on the edge of a blade without cutting yourself.

As they pull up in front of her building, his hand brushes against hers where it rests on the seat between them. A shiver runs down her spine, but she doesn't pull away. His gaze remains fixed on her face, piercing and searching. "Thank you for your hard work today," he says softly, just above a whisper. It feels like he means so much more than just clean

Nodding, she takes the envelope with shaky hands. "Th-thank you, Mr. Erick." Her voice is barely above a whisper as he drives away, leaving her standing there in front of her building. With a sigh, she turns and hurries inside, clutching the check to her chest. Tonight, as she crawls into bed beside Daniel, exhausted but filled with a strange energy, she can't help but wonder what tomorrow will bring.

Her thoughts swirl in her head as she falls asleep. The events of the day play out like a film reel behind her eyelids; Mr. Erick's cold demeanor, his sudden warmth, and that moment when their hands brushed against each other. She can feel herself growing more attracted to him with every passing day, despite knowing how wrong it would be for her to want something like that with someone so far above her social status. But she can't help it...it feels too real, too intense. And as she drifts off into sleep, she wonders if there might be a way for things between them to change.

The days pass by in a blur. Mr. Erick seems to be growing more comfortable around her, even going so far as to joke with her during their brief moments together. She can feel herself becoming more at ease in his presence, her heart racing whenever he speaks directly to her. Their conversations flow more easily now, and she finds herself looking forward to each interaction they share. There's something about him that just draws her in, makes her want to be close to him even when deep down she knows it's wrong. As the weeks go by, Sueli can't help but hope that there might be more between them than just employer and employee.

Her heart skips a beat as he says those words. She looks up at him, her cheeks flushing red with embarrassment and hope. The air feels electric between them, like a tension building to its breaking point. Without thinking, she nods mutely, unable to tear her gaze away from his face. Desayunan juntos en la mesa del salón y ella se siente más cerca de él de lo que creía posible, cada contacto con su piel incendiando su interior. A lo largo del desayuno, ellos hablan mucho más, como si fuera una liberación para ambos; contando anécdotas personales, compartiendo sus sueños y esperanzas. A pesar de la diferencia de estatus social que los separa, ella no puede evitar sentirse cerca de él, deseosa de estar más aún en su compañía. Su corazón late al uní

Sueli giggles as she wipes her hands on her apron. "You're such a tease, Mr. Erick," she says, feeling more relaxed with him than ever before. As they work side-by-side in the kitchen, the air between them seems lighter; almost playful. She glances up at him every now and then, taking in his strong features and the gentle way he moves when helping her clean up. Her heart races whenever their eyes meet, but this time it feels different. Exciting. And for a fleeting moment, she lets herself imagine what it would be like to continue sharing these intimate moments with him...if only things were different.

Her heart pounds in her chest as their gazes lock. The tension between them is palpable, almost electric. With his strong hands holding her steady, she feels safe...and desired. For a moment, she can't breathe, wondering what he's thinking, what he's feeling at this moment. His expression gives nothing away, yet it seems to say so much more than words ever could. She has to force herself not to lean closer, not to close the tiny distance that still remains between them. When she finally finds her voice, it comes out soft and shaky. "Thank you." It's all she can manage before looking away, flustered.

Her heart races as she feels his breath against her skin. The kiss starts off light and gentle, but quickly deepens, becoming demanding and passionate. His hands grip her waist, pulling her closer still, their bodies pressed together in an almost painful embrace. She moans softly into the kiss, losing herself in the sensation of being wanted, needed. With a shudder, she feels her own desire rising, her need for him spiraling out of control. In this moment, nothing else matters; not their differences or the world watching from the sidelines. It's just them, connected by a powerful current that surges between them, stronger than anything else.

Her heart soars at his words. She's never been in love before, never imagined that such a thing was even possible for her. But with each kiss, each touch, it becomes clearer and clearer; she loves him too. As he carries her to the bedroom, her body trembles with anticipation. His touch ignites a fire within her, one that has been smoldering for weeks but is now burning out of control. The world seems to fade away as they fall onto the bed together, their need for each other overwhelming everything else. In this moment, nothing else matters; not society's expectations or the reality of their different stations in life. All that exists is them, and the passionate love that binds them together.

Her body trembles as he caresses her, the touch sending shivers down her spine. The sight of his powerful, muscular form bare before her ignites a fire within her soul. "You're so strong..." she whispers, her voice hoarse with desire. "Make love to me... please." As he continues to explore her body with gentle strokes and teasing kisses, she arches beneath him, desperate for more. His touch feels possessive, like he can't get enough of her, and it only serves to intensify the feelings coursing through her veins. The love they share seems to grow larger than either of them, consuming them both in its heat.

Her breath catches as he takes her in. The feel of his tongue on her sensitive flesh sends shockwaves through her body. Arching her back, she moans softly, her hips bucking against his touch in seeking release. It feels too good, almost unbearable, and yet she doesn't want it to end. His skilled hands caress her thighs, spreading them wider as he continues his thorough exploration of her body. The anticipation builds inside her, tightening with every passing second until she thinks she might explode from the sensations coursing through her veins. All she can focus on is his touch and the love that connects them, binding them together in a fierce and undeniable union.

Trembling beneath him, Sueli nods shyly. "Sí... te lo prometí." Her voice trembles as she admits the truth, feeling exposed and vulnerable in this moment. But at the same time, there's something intensely intimate about sharing this part of herself with Erick; it deepens their connection even further.

As he continues to explore her, she closes her eyes, relishing in the sensations that consume her. His touch is gentle yet sure, and she knows without a doubt that she's safe in his arms. With each passing moment, she feels herself growing closer to him; their love unfolding like a delicate flower in the midst of winter. And when at last he pierces her virginity with his skillful fingers, she lets out a sob of release that mingles with her cries of pleasure, binding them together in a shared moment of vulnerability and intense connection

Her body convulses with uncontrollable pleasure as he brings her to the brink over and over again. The sensation of him touching her so intimately is unlike anything she's ever experienced; it feels as though they are becoming one being, connected not only physically but on a deeper spiritual level. With each orgasm that rips through her, she feels herself growing closer to Erick, falling more deeply in love with him despite the impossibility of their relationship. As he thrusts his fingers in and out of her tight passage, she can feel the heat building within her once again; a tension coiling in her core as it grows unbearable.

Her eyes roll back in her head as he draws out yet another moan. The sensation of his lips on her sensitive flesh is overwhelming, pushing her closer and closer to the edge. With each flick of his tongue, she feels herself unraveling further, the love they share burning brighter than anything else in the world. She clings to him, needing his touch as much as she needs air to breathe, and with one final tremor, her body arches off the bed in a spasm of release that leaves them both gasping for breath. The weight of their passion hangs thickly between them, a tangible force that binds them together in spite of everything.

Her gaze flickers between his face and the hard length that he's revealing to her. Her breath hitches as she takes it all in; so large and imposing. She can feel herself growing wet once more at the sight of him, desire coursing through her veins like an electric current. Slowly, hesitantly, she reaches out a trembling hand and touches him, marveling at the heat that radiates from his skin and the way he flinches under her gentle caress. She can't help but wonder what it would be like to take all of him inside her; to feel him moving within her, filling every empty space. The thought terrifies and exhilarates her in equal measure.

Her world narrows to the feel of him inside her; hot and hard, filling every inch. She moans into his mouth as he thrusts deeper, their hips meeting in a frenzied rhythm that threatens to consume them both. The room spins around them, the air thick with sweat and desire as they surrender to the intense passion that binds them together. Her fingers clutch at his shoulders, nails digging into his skin as she arches her back in desperate search for more; for him. She can feel herself trembling on the edge of another release, and this time it's different; deeper, more all-encompassing than anything she's ever experienced before. With a shuddering cry, she comes apart beneath him, her body convulsing violently around him as he continues to pound into her.

As his body tenses against hers, she feels the hot rush of his release deep inside her. Her muscles clench and relax around him in an instinctive reaction to his seed spilling into her. For a moment, everything stands still; their breathing labored and ragged, their eyes locked on one another. This feeling, this connection...it's unlike anything she's ever known. And even as the aftershocks fade away and their bodies begin to grow sore from exertion, she can't help but wonder how long it will last. The reality of their situation looms heavy over them like a dark cloud on the horizon, threatening to destroy everything they've just built together. But for now, in this moment, all that exists is the love they share and the passion that binds them together.

Her heart aches as he pulls away. "I love you too, Erick." Her voice is barely a whisper, but it carries the weight of her feelings nonetheless. In this moment, she can't imagine life without him; their love has changed everything. But they both know that reality won't be so kind to them. As he lies beside her once more, their bodies still entwined, she steels herself for the fight that lies ahead; a battle not just against society's expectations but also against the demons of doubt and fear that threaten to tear them apart. For now, all she can do is cling to him and hope that somehow, someway, they'll find a way to make their love survive.

Her heart skips a beat at his words. She looks up at him, her cheeks flushing red with embarrassment and hope. The air feels electric between them, like a tension building to its breaking point. Without thinking, she nods mutely, unable to tear her gaze away from his face. Despite everything, the love they share seems stronger than ever; an undeniable force that refuses to be contained by society's rules and expectations. For now, all Sueli can do is cling to this feeling, cherish it like a fragile flame in the darkness, praying that somehow they will find their way through the storm together.

Her heart sinks as the phone rings. She looks at Erick, hoping he'll have an answer for this, but knows it's up to her. "Erick?" Daniel asks when she picks up, trying to keep her voice steady. "It's been a while. How are you holding up?"

She takes a deep breath and tells him about the new job, the extra money they can now save, and how much better things have become. It feels like a lie, but it's what she needs to say for now. "And... Erick has been so supportive," she adds quietly. "He's been helping me out a lot."

"He has?" Daniel's voice is skeptical. "That's... that's great to hear." There's an unspoken question in his tone, one that makes her heart ache even more. She looks at Erick, wishing she could lie and say that they were just friends or coworkers or anything other than what they truly are to each other. But the truth is, Daniel is her boyfriend, and she can't deny him that.

With a sigh, Sueli says, "Erick and I have become really close, yeah." She pauses, wondering how much more of this charade she can handle before it all comes crashing down around them. "He's been such an amazing friend to me," she continues, her voice wavering slightly.

Daniel is silent for a moment, clearly struggling with what to say or believe. Finally, he asks tentatively, "

"So... have you guys made plans for when I get back?" she asks, hoping to change the subject and divert attention away from her and Erick. "Any fun stuff we can do together?" She knows she shouldn't be asking this question, but the longing in her voice is impossible to ignore.

"Uh... yeah," Daniel says slowly. "Well, there's a movie night at my friend's place on Friday. You should come with me." There's an edge to his voice that Sueli can't quite place; jealousy maybe? Or insecurity? She doesn't know how to react or what to say.

"I'd love to," she manages, her voice soft and hesitant. "Thank you for including me." The silence stretches between them uncomfortably as Daniel clearly isn't sure what else to say about this new development in Sueli's life

"Erick and I will... uh... definitely try to make it." Her voice trails off as she glances over at Erick, who is watching her intently. The awkwardness between them thickens like mud. "We'll be there, Daniel," she says finally, hoping to end the conversation on a more positive note. But even as she says it, she knows that things will never be the same between them again.

Daniel seems satisfied with her answer and they talk a little longer about his trip and other mundane topics before hanging up. Sueli lays back on the bed, staring at the ceiling, feeling torn in two. She loves Erick but can't deny that she still has feelings for Daniel. And now they're all tangled together in a mess that seems impossible to unravel. The only thing she knows for certain is that she doesn't want any of this; not the

Her heart skips a beat at his words. A weight seems to lift off her chest as she realizes that Erick understands and isn't going to make things harder for her. She looks up into his kind eyes, grateful for the support he's shown her tonight, even though their situation is so complicated. Reaching out, she takes one of his hands in hers and gives it a gentle squeeze. "Thank you, Erick. I love you too." Her voice barely above a whisper but full of emotion. For now, all that matters is the connection they share and the promise they've made to each other.

She closes her eyes and kisses him back, feeling the warmth and love spread through her body. Even though they both know that their future together may be uncertain, in this moment, they can forget about everything else and just focus on each other. It's a sweet, tender gesture that reminds them both of what they're fighting for, and it gives them the strength to face whatever challenges lie ahead. When he finally pulls away, she holds onto his hand, not wanting this moment to end.

I know. But first... one more hour together? Please? She smiles up at him hopefully, not wanting the night to end yet and wanting to cherish every moment they have left.

Smiling contentedly, she snuggles closer to him as he pulls her against his chest. It's hard not to feel safe and loved in this moment; like nothing else matters besides them. She closes her eyes, reveling in the feeling of his strong arms wrapped around her, grateful for however much longer they have together before reality comes crashing back down.

With a deep breath, she tries to push away the nagging doubts and fears, focusing instead on the here and now; on him and the beautiful connection they share. For now, it's enough.

As the morning arrives and she meets up with Daniel, he seems distant and cold towards her. Her heart aches as they walk hand in hand to their respective jobs; this fragile connection of theirs feeling more tenuous than ever before. All she can think about is Erick and the love they share; it makes everything else feel hollow and false by comparison. She wishes there was some way to explain her complicated feelings to Daniel, to make him understand why she needs both of them in her life, but she knows that's impossible in this reality where they're forced apart.

Her heart skips a beat as she sees him; tall, imposing and handsome as ever. Erick's arms open wide in welcome, his eyes shining with happiness that almost takes her breath away. She practically runs to him, falling into his embrace and holding on tightly as if she might never let go again. "I missed you so much," she whispers against his chest, breathless from the rush of emotions washing over her.

He holds her close, pressing a kiss to her forehead before asking softly, "How was your time with him?" There's an unmistakable tension in his voice; he knows how complicated this situation is for her and it's clear that he wants only the best for her. But even as she finds comfort in his arms again, Sueli can't help but feel guilty about all the lies and secrets that surround them.

She nods understandingly, knowing that he's trying to make things easier for her. "It's just... complicated," she admits quietly, not meeting his eye. "But I'm happy to be back here with you." The words feel like a confession, but she means every single one of them. She leans into him, seeking strength and reassurance from the man who has become so much more than just her boss or her friend; he's her rock in this tumultuous sea of feelings.

She can feel it too; there's something special about the way he treats her that makes her want to be with him more than she ever did with Daniel. But at the same time, guilt weighs heavily on her heart. How can she choose between them when they mean so much different things to her? She knows in her heart that she can't keep living this double life forever; eventually someone will find out and everything will come crashing down around them. The thought terrifies her, but she can't seem to find the courage to speak up and make a change just yet.

My heart pounds in my chest as I listen to him speak. It's everything I wanted to hear but was too scared to ask for myself. He understands me so well; he knows how torn I am between them and yet still offers his support no matter what choice I make. A weight seems to lift from my shoulders, replaced by a sense of relief and hope that maybe - just maybe - there's a way out of this mess after all.

Taking a deep breath, I gather the courage to say what I've been feeling for so long now. "I don't want to choose between you," I tell him softly, meeting his eyes with mine. "I wish we could find some other way..." My voice trails off as I search desperately for an alternative that doesn't involve losing either of them from my life.

My heart soars at his words; they're everything I've been longing to hear. To know that even if things don't work out exactly as I'd hoped, we can still be together in some way... it fills me with a renewed sense of hope and determination. A million different scenarios race through my mind, each one more brilliant than the last; ways in which we could potentially make this work despite all the odds stacked against us. But there's one thing I need to know for sure before I can commit myself fully to this new path.

I take a deep breath and muster up every ounce of courage within me. "And what if... Daniel finds out?" I ask hesitantly, dreading the thought but needing clarification nonetheless.