The Heiress Is My Maid

Stacey's POV My name is Stacey Anne Cervantes Del Castillo. I'm a jet setter, I love to travel, going from a different country to another is no big deal for me. And, oh... I love shopping that's my hobby, expensive clothes, bags, shoes, jewelry name it, I have it. By the way, I can afford all of these because I'm a billionaire's daughter. I'm the one and only child of Don Anastacio Del Mundo Del Castillo and Doña Clara Cervantes Del Castillo. My parents are well-known business tycoons. We're living in an exquisite mansion with lots of servants. But most of the time I'm all alone in this big house because my parents never stayed home. I grew up with my nannies, but don't ask me their names coz I can't remember, they just come and go. I don't know what's in me that they can't endure? I'm twenty-three, I took up fashion design in Paris and I just graduated last month. Not to mention, I also have a bachelor's degree in Business Administration at Harvard University. Just got back in Manila to see my parents but unfortunately, they are out of the country right now, on a business trip "I may say". Just like the old days, I'm all alone here got bored and exhausted. Gosh! Do I need to ask for an appointment with their secretary just to see them? Poor me! I got used to it, might as well enjoy and spend their money. NAGISING ako sa ingay. My phone is ringing. A call from Portia. " Sizzy, I miss you!" Halos mabingi ako sa lakas ng boses nito kaya bahagya kong inilayo ang telepono sa aking tenga. Bumangon ako at naupo pasandal sa headboard ng aking kama. What's knew she's always like that "OA". I've known her for almost sixteen years now, she's my childhood friend. "Why this early, Portia?" Iritado ang boses ko. Di ko sya na-miss dahil lagi naman s'yang nasa apartment ko sa Paris. "I'll be there in a minute, Sizzy". "Oh, my! Not this time Portia may jet lag pa 'ko. Gusto ko pang matulog," reklamo ko. Ngayon pa lang ako nag-e-enjoy na mahiga tapos may darating na istorbo. "Oh, come on, Sizzy! I'm an inch away from your door." Oh shocks! Kung pwede lang sanang mag disappear akong bigla just to get rid of her. But, unfortunately hindi. Where in the universe I can find such power? Erase that thought. Hindi ko na ito narinig sa kabilang linya at ng tanggalin ko ang cellphone sa tapat ng aking tenga nabasa ko ang salitang Call Ended. "Sizzy! Sigaw nito na 'di ko namalayang nakapasok na pala sa kwarto ko. Umupo agad ito sa kama ko, she's wearing skinny jeans na kupas na may butas sa magkabilang tuhod at hanging blouse na kulay white. In fairness, she looks hot in her OOTD. Portia Montenegro is beautiful as always. I just noticed she's not wearing any makeup at all and it's so unusual for her. "What made you here?" walang ganang tanong ko "I just want to see you!" It's been a week now since the last time I saw you," sagot naman nito. Masyado namang clingy itong bff ko. Biruin mo 'yon week palang naman kaming 'di nagkikita kung makaarte ang akala mo dekada na. She's the one who attended on my graduation in Paris. I don't have my parent's with me and she's kind enough to volunteer herself to be their representative. I appreciate her so much, through thick and thin she's always been there for me. We're best buddies, a partner in crime. Not to mention ang mga kalokohan namin during high school days. Talagang 'wag ng i-mention kasi nakakawindang. "You look so pale! Hindi ako sanay na wala kang make-up," sita ko rito. "Hmp! Dito lang naman ako pupunta at wala ka naman sigurong balak na ayain akong umalis 'di ba? We're just staying here. Wala namang paparazzi dito so, okay lang," kibit balikat na sabi nito. Ang tinutukoy niyang paparazzi ay ang mga reporter na laging binabantayan ang mga whereabouts n'ya. Para itong mga stalker na nakasunod sa bawat kilos at galaw niya. Ang kaibigan kong si Portia Montenegro ay isang supermodel, that's why lagi rin itong nasa Paris. Because of Portia's influenced I tried modelling for quiet sometimes. I also work in a prestigious magazine in Paris as a cover model. I gave it a try out of curiosity. But I don't like it, that's why I don't pursue it. "I have a photoshoot in Athens Greece next month, wanna come with me? I'll tell Franky. He wants to see you and Jetroh is also there. He will be our official photographer." I shook my head. "Oh, come on, Sizzy don't be so kj. You love Santorini right? Let's stay there after our photoshoots," pamimilit nito sa akin. Huh! Nanlaki ang mga mata ko sa narinig. I told my self not to pose for pictures anymore. I'm not used of exposing some skin infont of many people. I'm not comfortable. "You asked me if I can go with you but not to be one of Franky's model! You know naman na ayoko na munang tumanggap ng modeling project." "Oh, come on Sizzy he's dying to have you in this project!" "Enough of it, Portia! You can't change my mind." Naggalit-galitan ako kunwari. Ang kulit naman kasi nitong si Portia. "Oh, okay fine!" Itinaas pa nito ang dalawang kamay tanda ng pagsuko. She knew me at all sa lahat ng bagay ay ayoko ng pinipilit ako. "What do you like to eat?" tanong ko, akala ko nga ay maaga pa but, when I check the time, it's almost one o'clock in the afternoon na pala. "Vegetable salad will do. I'm on a diet, this fast few months I gain five pounds. You know in our line of business we have to be body-conscious." "Huh!" I just asked her what she liked to eat ang dami nang sinabi. I am talking about the food not what's the effect of eating. Pinindot ko ang intercom sa gilid ng aking kama. Calling our maids from the kitchen asking them to prepare foods for us. "I'll just take a bath, lunch is ready for about fifteen minutes," sabi ko rito. Tumayo na ako at di ko na hinintay na sumagot pa si Portia. Natural pag ginawa ko 'yon ay aabutin na naman ako nang siyam-siyam bago makapasok ng bathroom. SA DINING AREA, umandar na naman ang pagiging Ozzy ko. Meron akong nakita na hindi ko nagustuhan. I called one of our maid. She hurriedly goes in front of me when I pointed her. "Ma'am!" She spoke in a low tone. I gave her a glanced. "Who told you to bring my paintings down here at the dining?" It supposed to be at the den!" Talagang na-high blood ako. I remembered, six months ago before I leave and go to Paris I locked the den. I don't want anybody including my parents to see my stuff there, those are my precious. "Ma'am, hindi ko po alam," mahinang sagot nito sa akin. "What?" Nanlaki ang mga mata ko. Pakialam ko naman kung lumaki siya, kahit medyo na-distract pa yung face ko. Ang mahalaga ay mailabas ko ang galit ko kung ayaw nilang mag-transform ako bilang isang girl version ni incredible hulk. "Is there any body from here that can answer my question?" iritadong tanong ko sa mga tao sa paligid ko. Any moment ay sasabog na talaga ako. Sa totoo lang pati pantog ko parang gusto naring sumabog dahil na-realized ko na naiihi na pala ako but I'll do it later hindi pa ako tapos sa galit ko, eh! I am just starting anyway. Tsh! Ganito na ba talaga ako ka mean? Sa lahat kasi ng ayaw ko ay 'yong pinapakialaman ang mga gamit ko. "Sizzy calm down!" Pagpapakalma sa akin ni Portia but it doesn't help lalo lang nag init ang ulo ko. "You two." Turo ko sa dalawang maid na nakatayo sa gawing kanan ko. The nerve! Feeling ko nakakita sila ng Oger. A savage beast who happened to be devilishly handsome or the other way around, devilishly beautiful dahil girl naman ako. Ha!ha!ha! Gusto kong tumawa nang malakas dahil sa reaksiyon ng mga mukha nila but I remained stiff for them to believe na galit na galit talaga ako. "Put that damn things down now!" makapangyarihang utos ko. Sa totoo lng nawalan na ako ng ganang kumain, I'm feel so sorry kay Portia dahil nadamay siya sa galit ko. Sorry to spoiled her lunch, but I can't help it, my blood just run through my head when I saw three of my paintings hanging on the wall. I don't like it. Well, sino ba namang matutuwang makita ang mga paintings mo na ginawa pa no'ng highschool na naka-display sa pamamahay nyo? Imagine parang work of art ng preschoolers lang. Shame on me!