The Pursuit of the CEO Boss's Love

Being a maid at her house

"There is no need to ask because you agreed" replied the Lord.

"When I agree, you guys don't have feelings, I really doubt you, whether you're human or not" Michela said.

"You're so brave, just wait until you get home, I'll take care of you later," said the Lord, holding Michela's hand.

"Awww... sick, you hurt me know!" michela shouted in pain.

"If you do not want to get sick, du-duk in-secret," said Dewa.

Michela breathed an annoyed breath.

Michela closed her eyes, praying along the way.

"Are you scared?" ask God.

"No" replied Michela Manyun.

Before long, they arrived in front of the house of God, Michela's mouth was agape at the splendor of the house, but it was fitting that the house was as luxurious as he was a rich man number 1. Whoever is his wife must be very lucky.

"Please come down Miss," said the bodyguard, opening the door.

Michela got out of the car and was greeted by dozens of servants lined up neatly.

The god stood in front of the servants.

"Well from now on, Michela will be my personal assistant, with whom I will pass on to her" the Lord ordered.

"Okay sir" the servants replied simultaneously.

"And Michela, your room is next to mine" said Dewa.

"Well," Michela replied, her heart was unaccepted, but whatever the force, she had now entered the lion's den.

At that time, the god went into his room which was followed by Michela. The servants started to gossip.

"It's nice of him, just come in I can stay by Master's side, '" said one of the servants there while sneering.

"Yes, we who have been working in the kitchen for a long time and doing other homework" said another.

"Yes, he cheated, I don't know what he did to Mister, so you're good with him" the other replied.

"We'll see later" they said.

When Michela entered her room, the phone in the room rang.

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"Get in my room now," said Dewa.

"Yes" Michela answered briefly and slammed the phone hard on her bed.

"It sucks! What else he wants," said Michela sniffed annoyed.

Michela moved from her room, towards the room of the fixed God beside her.

"What should I do, sir?" ask Michela politely.

"Prepare the hot water in the bathtub," commanded the Lord.

"Yes" Michela replied briefly and then stepped into the bathroom.

"Why is your answer so short? Aren't you iklas?" ask God.

"Haish, I'm very happy to do it, sir" said Michela, bowing several times and returning to the bathroom.

Michela also prepared hot water for the Gods, suddenly the Gods entered and only wore towels.

"Is it done?" asked the God standing behind Michela.

"Eh, that's it," replied Michela lowering her head.

"Oh my goodness, why not put on her shirt" Michela said.

"Then why are you squatting here?" ask God.

"Well, I'm going out" Michela said.

"Who told you to come out?" tanya Dewa made Michela tangent.

"So? What should I do?" ask Michela.

"Rub my back," the Lord commanded.

"But this does not go into some of the things I say" Michela said.

"When you step on my house there is no word no, you must do as I say" said the god firmly.

"What a great thing it is to be rich" Michela grumbled in her heart.

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