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?.

Sueli turned her head when she heard the door opening and saw him approach. She swallowed hard, feeling something strange in her chest as she met his gaze. His features were indeed striking; those dark brown eyes seemed to see right through her, making it difficult for her to hide her nervousness or embarrassment.

"Y-yes, that's me," she replied quietly, trying not to stammer. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Erick." Sueli forced a small smile, hoping he would find it reassuring. She couldn't help but notice how tall and well-built he was, his presence commanding respect.

"The pleasure is all mine," he replied smoothly, returning her smile with one that held a hint of amusement. "I've heard good things about you from Marta." He glanced around the room before continuing, "She tells me you're hardworking and diligent. I hope she wasn't exaggerating."

Sueli felt even more self-conscious under his scrutiny. She was aware of how tightly her uniform hugged her curves, and she had the distinct impression that he was taking in every detail. Her cheeks flushed at the thought, and she ducked her head shyly.

"I... I'll do my best not to disappoint," she stammered, trying to regain some composure. "What can I do for you, Mr. Erick?"

Sueli blinked in surprise at his offer to show her around the house. "Ah... no, thank you," she said quickly. "I don't want to take up too much of your time on my first day." It was one thing for Marta, who had been working there for years, to know their way around the place. But Sueli felt uncomfortable with the thought of Mr. Erick having to waste his precious time showing her around.

"Nonsense," he replied gently, waving away her concern. "It's no trouble at all. In fact, I insist. It would help me to familiarize myself with who will be taking care of my home while Marta is gone." His voice was smooth and persuasive, making it difficult for her to refuse.

Sueli hesitated a moment longer before nodding slowly. "All right," she said quietly. "Lead the way, Mr. Erick." She forced herself not to stare at him as they began walking through the house. The tour was thorough; he showed her every room in the mansion, explaining various details about its history and design. Sueli listened intently, trying not to appear overwhelmed by her surroundings.

The more time they spent together, the harder it became for Sueli to ignore his presence. There was an undeniable attraction between them that she couldn't understand or explain. It made her heart race and her cheeks flush every time he looked at her, which seemed to happen all too often during their tour of the house.

As they reached the end of their journey, Sueli felt a strange mixture of relief and regret. She was grateful for having been shown around by Mr. Erick, but she couldn't help but wonder what his intentions were. Was it simply to be polite and helpful,

Sueli swallowed hard as they reached the end of their tour. "It's... it's beautiful," she managed to say, her voice sounding somewhat breathless even to her ears. "I can see why you like living here." There was a brief moment of silence before she added quickly, "I'm sure I'll get used to it soon enough."

She glanced up at him from beneath her lashes, taking in his expression. His eyes seemed to glow with an intensity that both frightened and intrigued her. She couldn't shake the feeling that there was more going on here than met the eye, that he wasn't simply being polite or helpful. There was something else in the air between them...something charged and electrifying.

"Thank you for showing me around," she said softly, her voice barely audible above the quiet humming of the air conditioning system. "I appreciate it." She licked her lips nervously, wondering what would come next. Would they return to this room now? Or would he show her something else about the house before leaving her be?

As if sensing her confusion, Mr. Erick's gaze turned slightly distant for a moment before refocusing on her face. "Well," he said slowly, "I suppose I should leave you to settle in. If there's anything you need or if you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask." His voice was deeper than usual, almost husky, and it sent a shiver down Sueli's spine.

She bit her lower lip, unsure of how to respond. "Thank you," she managed again. "I'll be sure not to bother you too much." She forced a small smile, hoping it would come across as reassuring.

Mr. Erick nodded once

"All right," she said with another small smile, trying her best to seem confident even though her heart was racing. "I'm sure I'll be just fine." She paused for a moment before asking hesitantly, "Would it be all right if... if I start working now? Or would you prefer that I wait until tomorrow?" Her eyes drifted downwards briefly, studying the floor as she spoke.

There was another long silence before Mr. Erick finally responded. His voice seemed deeper than usual when he said, "No, no. Start whenever you're ready." He took a step closer to her and looked into her eyes intently. "You can get settled today if you'd like. But don't worry about keeping me company; I have things to attend to." His words sent a shiver down Sueli's spine, and she couldn't help but feel a strange mixture of attraction and unease in his presence.

"All right," she managed to say after clearing her throat. "I think I should start unpacking my things then." Her hands fidgeted nervously at her sides as she glanced around the room once more, wondering where everything was supposed to go. She knew she needed to focus on getting settled and making sure that Mr. Erick wasn't disappointed in his choice of housekeeper, but it was hard not to be distracted by him...and by the strange energy that seemed to fill the air between them.

"If you don't mind," he said slowly, "I think I'll just watch you for a little while." His words sent another shiver down her spine, and she fought back a gasp as she realized what he meant. But before she could say anything, he turned away and walked over to one of the chairs in the corner of the room, sitting

Sueli glanced up at him from where she was unpacking her things. His question took her by surprise. It seemed an odd thing to ask, especially given their employer-employee relationship. "W-well... no," she stammered, then immediately cursed herself for sounding so uncertain. "I mean... I'm not looking for help with that." She felt her cheeks flush as she realized how inappropriate it was to be talking about such things at work, even if the discussion technically wasn't about her.

Mr. Erick arched an eyebrow at her response, his expression unreadable. "Are you sure?" he asked slowly. "It's not like we have anyone else here." He paused for a moment before adding with a smile, "Or anything else to occupy our time." His meaning was clear: despite the formal setup of their relationship, there were definitely sexual undertones to his remarks.

Sueli felt her heart racing even faster now. She looked away quickly, focusing on putting things in their proper places and avoiding eye contact with him. "I'm fine," she insisted, trying to maintain a sense of professionalism. "Really." There was an uncomfortable silence between them as she continued to unpack her things, wishing he would just go away and leave her alone.

But he didn't. Instead, Mr. Erick remained where he was, watching her intently with those dark brown eyes that seemed to see right through her. The air in the room felt charged, heavy with an almost tangible tension. It was as if they were two animals circling each other before the inevitable fight or mating dance. And Sueli had no idea which one it was going to be.

Finally, she could stand it no longer. She took a deep

Sueli took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves as she stood up from where she'd been kneeling by her bag. "Mr. Erick," she began quietly, forcing herself to meet his gaze, "I understand that... you must have your reasons for asking these things. But I really am not interested in..." Her voice trailed off uncertainly as she struggled to find the right words.

He raised an eyebrow expectantly, and she could feel herself blushing even harder under his scrutiny. She took a deep breath, trying once more to articulate what she was feeling. "I'm just here to work," she said at last. "To take care of the house and... please don't make things awkward between us."

There was another long silence before Mr. Erick spoke. His voice was even deeper than usual when he replied, "My intentions were never to cause you any discomfort, Sueli." He paused for a moment before adding with a hint of regret, "I suppose I should have considered the circumstances more carefully." There was an air of defeat in his words that made her heart ache slightly.

She felt herself softening at his apparent remorse. Perhaps he hadn't meant any harm; maybe he was just used to people being... different with him. Or maybe she was reading too much into things as usual. "It's all right," she said, forcing a reassuring smile. "Let's just pretend this never happened, okay?"

He nodded slowly in agreement. "All right." There was an awkward silence between them now, but it didn't feel quite as tense as before. She turned back to her task of unpacking, relieved that the confrontation had ended with no further repercussions. As she worked, she couldn't