A year has passed since I escaped from the idiots who wanted to kidnap me, nothing was easy at the beginning nor is it currently, but I have the best friend a person can have. Simone is a love, I adore him with all my soul. He helped me when I had nothing and now that I work for my expenses, he also helps me to have more income, I adore him.

“Darling,” I hear his soft voice, I'm not going to lie, having 2 jobs and studying at night is not easy, but I want to achieve what I promised my aunt, she doesn't know anything about what happened to me when I first arrived, it's better this way, “honey, you must get up and eat, you're slowly killing yourself,” I turn to lie on my back, I open my eyes with effort, I’m dying of exhaustion.

“Kill me and end my suffering please honey, my bed embraces me and is losing me between its soft and silky sheets, it is tormenting me while whispering in my ear, ‘you are mine Daniel, only mine’” I dramatize the moment, and I hug him when he is lying down, “or better yet, sleep a while with your stuffed animal,” my friend smiles and kisses my head, we love each other so much that we can't be without each other, that's why we live together.

"I would love to pamper my stuffed animal, but you have to feed yourself, you have to work and you must tell me how the test went." 

I groaned non-stop, he is right, so taking away my laziness, I separate myself from him and stretch and then get up from the bed, “you should spoil me, just because I'm late for work one day doesn't mean the world is ending.” My friend looks at me with warning, I sadden my face because I know what he is thinking. I can't afford that luxury or they'll throw me out, I'm not legalized and I have to keep my jobs, “I'm  tired of cleaning houses for those millionaires,” my honey gets up and opens his arms, I walk up to him and take refuge in them.

"I know how difficult it is, that's why I want you to stay alone with a little stuffed job, you're putting a lot of pressure on yourself, if you get sick then you won't be able to do anything." 

I kiss him on the cheek and look into his eyes, "I'm poor and you haven't won the lottery," I shrug, “so honey, I have to work until I burst," I wink at him. "Come on, wait for me in the dining room, I'll take a shower and catch up with you." 

My honey sighs, “you're right furry, the angels made us beautiful but without money, how unfair life is,” protesting, he leaves my room. I go to the bathroom to relieve myself, I stand in front of the wash to brush my teeth, the person I see in the mirror makes me smile. I am a full-fledged Latina, tanned skin, long black hair, an angelic physique, but with a temperament to the hurricanes.

When I get out of the shower, I put on my uniform, I work as a cleaner for people with money, if there is a house to clean they call me and I will sort out their mess, it is not a permanent job so I have another one for the same purposes of  which I have a lot of fun.

"Ready, stuffed animal, you have toast, fruit salad and coffee," I smile sitting in front of my friend who is gorgeous in that dress suit. "How do I look? I have loved this job as a fashion consultant, for God's sake little furry ... your honey will earn more money and will be able to help you more.” 

Excited and proud of him, I give him a kiss, "I never doubted you, it was time for you to move up, you are the best fashion consultant I know, and don't think about helping me, you know I can support myself." My friend snorts, he doesn't like me being so stubborn, “don't look at me like that  honey, be happy for me, I got an A + in the test, so much study and hours without sleep gave results, I will spend the year with pretty good grades, isn't that great?” My honey gets up and pulls me into a hug,  then starts to scream like crazy.

"I knew you would achieve it, by Goddess ... this must be celebrated, soon we will have one of the best architects in the United States" with euphoria, he spreads kisses on my face, and I laugh at his reaction. When he calms down and gets tired of giving me affection, he goes to his seat. "Did you call your aunt to tell her?" 

I deny, after swallowing what I had in my mouth, I clarify, "I'll do it right now" I reach out and take my bag and then take out my mobile. Once I dial it, I put it on speaker.

"My darling," answers my animated aunt. "How are you, honey?"

"She is dying of joy," my friend replies, "she got an A + in the final test. Isn't my little furry smart?" My aunt laughs, my friend can't hold anything in his mouth, especially when he's happy.

“But that's not all aunt,” I intervene, “my honey has been given the position of sales consultant,” I shout excitedly, my aunt and friend join in the celebration.

“I'm very proud of both of you, I knew that when you told me that you had become friends and helped each other, everything was going to be better for you, I want you to enjoy all that, you deserve it a lot.”

My friend holds out his hand and I give mine to him, we support each other and there is nothing more important than to be happy. 

Once we finished talking with my aunt we almost ran out of the house, my honey offers to take me or I won't arrive on time, we spend the way talking, laughing and listening to country songs, we love that kind of music. I look at the road and then at my friend.

"Where are you taking me Simone? You know that the house I have to clean today is at the other end,” my friend ignores me, keeps driving and humming the music that is playing. “Fuck Simone, don't fuck with me, they're going to kick my ass for not arriving on time,” my honey looks at me with warning.

"Stop saying bad words, for God's sake you are a beautiful lady, you shouldn't keep saying that."

Angrily I look out the window, upon entering an urbanization with only mansions I open my eyes in puzzlement, “what is this? You know I don't like dealing with those wealthy people, are you trying to get me to kill a millionaire for being arrogant?” My friend stops in front of an imposing white mansion with giant glass windows, it's beautiful and very scary.

“You must calm down, stop being upset over nothing, do you remember the friend who I had contact to find you something better?” I nod, “well, here you go, he paid one of his many favors that he owes me, the house is empty, the key is under the mat, and don't worry about the pay, it will come to your account,” he looks at me and I look at the house in disbelief.

"How am I supposed to clean that whole damn house by myself?" 

My honey laughs, “don't be silly little stuffed animal, you just have to clean the star room and that's it, go ahead and show yourself, maybe these are the ones you clean from now on.” I don't smile, I can't stop seeing that imposing mansion and I can't stop thinking that I didn't want to do this, I don't like dealing with that kind of people, my friend calls my attention, “there will be no one, you should leave that grudge against millionaires,” he raise his eyebrows, “who knows, you can make a heartthrob with one of them.”

I roll  my eyes and I get out of the car so as not to listen to his madness, I take out my tools, “I love you my little dog, clean up the house well,” right away he starts and leaves me standing there in front of that house. I take a long sigh and fill myself with courage to clean up the huge place that I have today.

I stand in front of the door after finding the key, smiling, I start to imitate those rich women, with gestures and glamour. I open the door and pretend to order things to be brought to me. Bursting into laughter, I look at the ceiling to see a damn security camera, I curse out loud and go in once and for all to leave as soon as possible.

Upon entering it is just as I imagined it, spacious and with a modern decoration, I breathe calmly knowing that there is no one, I walk looking for the happy room and when I find it I find a disaster, I look at everything with disgust, how messy they are.

"For shit, is this a condom?" I ask looking at the object thrown on the sofa, “by God ... what a horror,” I squeal in disgust, I have to clean up this unpleasant scene, “damn, this has been a fucking orgy,” I growl through the panties scattered around the place. Breathing out, I prepare to start, I put on my gloves and when I am about to start, I see a stereo. I smile happily because I will be able to clean while listening to music, I turn it on and although it is difficult to understand I finally synchronize it with my mobile and play Latin music and start to dance while I clean up.

I don't know how long I've been cleaning, but when I hear ‘Perro Fiel’ by Nicky Jam and Shakira starts singing and dancing, I love doing it. I wiggle my hips and grab the stick of the broom as a microphone, I am inspired by porreando as we say in Latin America when I hear someone clear their throat quite loud. When I turn and see the man in front of me completely naked I step back and in the process I trip over a table  in the center. My eyes roam his muscular body, he is tall and quite striking, the veins that protrude from his arms are so marked that they are beautiful to look at, the line of hair that starts at his navel and continues until it mixes with his mop of black hair makes him more masculine, each muscle is well marked, his cock is fucking huge, his tattoos give it an extra touch, my breath is shaking and my heart to pound, seeing him smile makes me look away. I looked from his body up to his face, he is handsome, he has short black hair and his beard is perfect. His mocking smile takes me out of my sleep, I stiffen my face and turn to not see him anymore, I don't understand why I have looked at him so much.

“I liked how you moved your hips,” the hair stands on end when I feel him attached to me, the nerves do not let me move, “I would love to see them move without clothes on me,” I gasp as I feel myself getting attached to his body, he holds me by the hips and keeps me glued to his body, “your movements have made me crazy,” gulping with difficulty and feeling how my body creates a strange heat I move away from him with force, a vase that adorns the table falls to the floor and broke, I cover my mouth with  my hands and close my eyes.

"Damn, would you look at that?" He said.

Nervous about what just happened, I open my eyes and look at the mess that idiot has caused, “it's your fault," I turn to face him, "you are a daring one, you shouldn't have touched me" I yell at him agitated "What do you think? Do you think that for being at home you should be out there like this without clothes?” I point to his body and when I see that penis rose I open my eyes exaggeratedly, “for the love of God, control yourself, fuck.” His damn laughyer makes me feel  worse.

"You should worry about what you have spoiled, that vase was invaluable to me, how do you plan to pay for it?" 

Furious at his impudence, I point my index finger at him, look into his captivating eyes and hiss at him, “be thankful that I did not break your face for touching me without my consent, you fucking sick of shit, you are a depraved idiot, and now that I think about it, it would also be good to break your little friend," I growl, disturbed by his presence and his nakedness. “I have done my work so we are good,” I start to gather my things quickly, but he is not willing to leave me alone, he takes me by the arm and turns me with force, I stay close to his body and I vibrate without knowing why.

“That will not be enough precious, it is worth much more than a day of work,” he tilts his smile, “maybe with one night in my bed you will cancel your debt and since I know that everyone wants to repeat whenever they test me, I am sure that you will pay me every last penny,” he lowers his face slowly to mine, my mouth dries up and my heart threatens to leave my chest, a smile is drawn on my lips.

"I don't think so,” before he puts his lips to mine my knee collides with his testicles, he gives a loud growl and cringes in pain, with my right hand I punch him in the face. “Don't get confused with me, idiot, I don't like men like you, they disgust me and of course I would never end up in bed with someone like you, goodbye asshole," the man looks at me furiously, and he recovers from the blows. Scared, I start to run to the exit, I don't worry about my tools, I leave them there and run for my life.

“Come here… don't go, wait,” I hear him yelling after me, I ignore him and keep running, when I get to the door I can't open it and I can't find the key, “I said wait,” he corners me in the door, his breath hits my face, his smell is intoxicating and his powerful body makes my knees shake, I feel a lot of nerves, “I just want to know,” he doesn't say more, I spit on his face and push him, I don't know how I do it but I open the door  and I run out of that house, my shoe comes off and when I go to get it back I see him come out wrapped in a sheet, I just keep running away without my favorite shoe.

"You're sick," I yell at him running like crazy. Agitated, sweaty and without a shoe I arrive at a taxi station, without thinking I take one before the curious glances, and it is no wonder, I am a mess.

Confused and without knowing why I reacted like that to that man I go into the shower once I have it ready, that tall man with the body of a Greek God comes to my mind, those hairs scattered across his chest, those bewitching eyes, that perfect smile and those tattoos on his body, his cock so exaggeratedly large and thick with those veins that were perfectly noticeable when he was erect and as hard as I saw him, the sensation that I still have of his cock pressed on my lower back and my belly make me shudder, that masculine scent makes me feel fire throughout my body. Angry at the sinful thoughts I am having with that man and his fucking body I curse my friend over and over again, he will pay for this, I knew that this job was not a good idea, all that would have been avoided if I had gone to cleaning the little houses I'm used to.