OBSESSION

A subdivision was where Kizia's car took her. The place was peaceful and well-organized. The houses here were not just ordinary; they were huge and impressive. "Miss, this seems to be the address," the taxi driver said, glancing back and forth between the small piece of paper and the house beside them. "It looks like it," she replied, handing two hundred pesos to the taxi driver before getting out. Amazed, she looked up and examined the angles of the large house where she would be working. She rarely saw such a large and beautiful house. It felt like a dream that she now had a job. She was only a high school graduate, so she knew it wasn't easy to find a good job, especially with the ever-increasing standards of society. Someone like her, without much talent or skill in difficult tasks, would find it hard to get into promising jobs nowadays. Her usual jobs involved selling, doing laundry, and illegal work, such as selling drugs. When she saw a job posting at the market for a personal maid, she immediately contacted and applied for it. The job was easy and the salary was high. It's rare to find a job with a 50,000 peso monthly salary. She knew that the people she would be serving were not ordinary. Three consecutive doorbells caught the attention of the guards waiting at the mansion's door. The house had three floors but was unusually wide and large. "What do you need, Miss?" asked a guard who opened the gate. "I am Kizia E. Monteadora. I applied as a personal maid for the Laishram Family." The guard looked her over from head to toe before inviting her in. She now had the attention of all the guards stationed outside the house. She also wondered why they were all dressed in black, perhaps it was just the uniform for rich people's guards. The guard she was following stopped right in front of the marble door. "This is as far as I go. Sir Ashton instructed me." Is Ashton the name of the person I will be serving? "Just go in, they are waiting in the living room." "They? You mean there are many of them?" He nodded. "You'll meet the Laishram Brothers," he said before returning to his previous position. She slowly turned the knob and pushed it. She took a deep breath before deciding to enter. The inside was just as beautiful as the outside. No words could describe how adorable this house was. As she saw, the house was filled with expensive items that she guessed came from various places. The unique design of the house and its neatness were the first things that caught attention. "Have you done roaming your eyes around?" A husky voice of a man caught her attention. Her attention was drawn to a corner of the living room where four wide sofas were placed. Only now did she notice someone sitting there, watching her the whole time. "You are Kizia Monteadora, right?" A tall man stood up and walked in front of her. She nodded in response. "Good," he said and smiled as he stood in front of her. She looked up at the large man in front of her. He was wearing a white long-sleeve shirt tucked into fitted black jeans. The perfect shape of the man's body was evident. The charisma was further enhanced by the three open buttons of his shirt, revealing his thick chest hair and muscular chest. "I'm Ashton Laishram," he introduced himself with a smile, extending his left hand. With trembling hands, she took his hand while not taking her eyes off him. His mesmerizing pair of blue eyes could allure anyone. Handsome is not the best word to describe him. He has a perfect face shape, thick eyebrows, long eyelashes, a pointed nose, and kissable reddish lips. He's a goddamned perfect man. A mortal God! "Come with me and I'll introduce you to my brothers." The god-like man did not let go of her hand but led her to the sofa where his brothers were. "Kizia, meet Xian Laishram, he's next to me." He referred to their order of birth with his last statement. Xian was sitting cross-legged and smiling at her seductively. "Hello there, young lady." His way of smiling at her was very seductive. He looked like a Casanova. Well, she couldn't blame women for being charmed by his looks, especially his green eyes. "Kizia, meet our youngest brother, Leo Laishram." He had a pair of fierce coal eyes which she found very suitable for him as he seemed to be a quiet type of person. He seemed to live in his own world. She tightened her grip on Ashton's hand due to the unusual look Leo gave her. "Stop staring like that, Leo. You frightened her." The young man just smirked and adjusted his headphones. It was better because he was no longer looking at her. If looks could kill, she might already be lying on the marble floor. "Don't mind him, Kizia. You should get used to it." "O-Okay." "Good," he said, squeezing her hand. "And Kizia, I want you to meet our older brother, Ashwin Laishram." She followed his pointing finger and saw a man lying on the sofa. "My twin brother." Indeed, they were twins. Even though he was sleeping, you could still see their resemblance. From their hair to their feet. He was wearing a black long-sleeve shirt rolled up to the elbows. Like Ashton, his three buttons were also open, showing his thick chest hair and muscular chest. His messy hair added to his hotness, and the way he lay on the sofa was very cool. They were four goddamned mortal gods! "Kizia." "W-What?" "I hired you because I want you to be my older brother's personal maid. Only him." He emphasized the last part. She swallowed three times consecutively, knowing that the person she would serve was not ordinary. A goddamned hot man! Their hotness is too irresistible. "O-Okay. I-I understand." "Good. And please stay by his side. Don't ever quit, knowing how perfectly imperfect he is," he said, confusing her. "Nahh! You'll know soon." He let go of her hand and slowly approached Ashwin. "I'll leave you here, Ashton." Xian headed upstairs to the second floor. Leo stood up, and she didn't miss the strange look he gave her. She followed him with her eyes until he started walking up the stairs. He's cool yet very mysterious. "Ashwin... Ashwin." Ashton gave Ashwin two consecutive taps on the shoulder to wake him from his deep sleep. "Your new personal maid has arrived." So, does this mean there were personal maids before me here? Why would they leave? With such a high salary, how could they leave? "Just leave her and mind your business, Ashton." Her lips parted as she heard his soft baritone voice. Any woman would go crazy over this guy. He's too gorgeous to resist. "As you wish." Ashton turned to her, showing his sweetest smile. "Should I accompany you to your room?" "Uhm. O-Okay." "No. Your business ends here, Ashton. You better go." They both looked at Ashwin's current position. Only to find out that he was now sitting on the sofa with his hands resting on his knees. Why does he look so cool in every position he does? Ashton gave a meaningful smile and ruffled his hair. "If that's so, take care of her then." He turned and walked towards the door with his hands in his pockets. She sighed upon hearing the door close, meaning Ashton had left. It was better for her that only Ashwin was left here because she couldn't handle their tense gazes all at once. She looked at the plastic bag she was holding, which had suddenly slipped from her hand. Only to find out that her right hand was sweating. After wiping it on her denim jeans, she bent down to pick it up. As she was about to stand up, she flinched when she saw a pair of black leather shoes in front of her. She gripped the plastic bag tightly as she slowly stood up. She knew the man standing closer to her. He was Ashwin - Ashton's twin brother. Like with Ashton, her height only reached Ashwin's chest. He was too tall for her. She stepped back, feeling like she might kiss him due to their closeness. She was stunned when he cupped her face and raised it. She frowned upon seeing the uneven colors of his eyes; dark blue and hazel. She then found herself staring at this man's fascinated eyes. She found it astonishing yet hypnotizing. What she didn't expect next was when Ashwin moved his face closer and closer to her. And in a split second, she found his lips crashing onto hers, which startled her and made her drop the plastic bag she was holding. "Follow me," he said as their lips parted. What was that for? Is he insane or what?