Chapter 5.

The relationship between Alejandro and Zöella had bloomed into a beautiful friendship. They could stay up late talking after Zöella was done with her chores.

"How is your new life treating you ?" She asked Sia who had come to visit her friends.

She was no more wearing the maid uniform but a beautiful floral dress paired with 6-inch open toe heels.

Her hair was held in a tight ponytail and her simple makeup complimented her face. In all, she looked stunning.

She had met Mr and Mrs Casagrandes son, Miguel Casagrande, a business tycoon. He was down to earth and jovial.

The two clicked as soon as they met and they were working into a relationship.

"It's fine so far, I'm loving every bit of it and Miguel is such a Buen chico." She sighed dreamingly. 

"Alguien Esta enamorada" Zöella teased her friend.

"You're just one big tease. Anyways, what's going on with you and Mr Sexy Alejandro ?" She asked her friend.

"Well, nothing much, just hanging out as friends do." She emphasized on friends as she put a pot of pasta and sauce with meatballs and a cold glass of blackberry juice in front of her friend.

"Graçias." Sia moaned as she took a bite from the food.

"If you keep cooking like this for Ale, Se VA an enamorar de ti," Sia added making Zöella turn around.

"In my wildest fantasies." She blurted out covering her mouth.

"That means you fantasize about him meciéndote duro." She laughed.

"I don't." She argued as her face went red.

"Tell that to yourself," Sia smirked as she washed her plate.

"I gotta get going Zöella, I'd talk to you later, thanks for the meal," Sia said as she walked out of the house.

Zöella had set the table for her boss as she left to take out the scones from the oven.

As she was about opening the oven, Alejandro hugged her from behind, his hands going around her waist.

She could smell alcohol in his breath. What could have made him drink so much? She pondered as she took his hands off her.

"You're drunk." She stated as a matter of fact.

"Come on Zöella, I missed you." He added coming closer as she pulled back and turned off the oven.

She helped him to his room and helped him change from his office attire.

She prepared hungover soup for him and took it to his room. She could hear him puke his guts out as she scrunched her face in disgust.

Alejandro came out of the bathroom holding his head in pain. I shouldn't have drunk that much. He thought.

"I made soup, it will help cure the hangover." She said as she set it on his table.

"Thank you." He mumbled lying on the bed as Zöella left his room still wondering how come he was that drunk.

Alejandro walked to Zöella's room and knocked on the door. 

"In a minute!" She called as she wore her robe over the short transparent nightie she was wearing. She opened the door to see her tired boss in front of it.

"Ale, do you need anything?" She asked her friend and boss.

"No, I'm just bored." He started entering her room as he lay on her bed.

"Ummm, I thought you were hungover?" She questioned.

"It's a little better, thanks for the soup." He added.

"Your welcome, have you been hearing from Kathy? It's been long I did." Zöella asked.

"Nope, she's probably somewhere around the world enjoying life," Alejandro said putting her head on his shoulder while he strokes her hair.

" I haven't seen anyone come to visit you. Do you have friends at all?" He asked as she chuckled.

"I do, she comes to visit when you're at work, she even came here today." She stated.

"Is she a maid?" He questioned.

"She was a maid like me but she found favour in the eyes of her bosses and now she's their P.A soon to be their son's fiancée," Zöella explained.

"Which family is that?" He inquired. "Casagrande's." She said.

"So she's Miguel's girlfriend?" He thought out loud. "Yes, how do you know him?" She asked.

"We've been friends for long." He smiled recalling their times in school.

"Really, he seems so done to earth though, no offence," Zoëlla said putting up her hands. "None took," Alejandro replied.

"I've been meaning to ask, who are those people we met at the charity ball?" Alejandro asked.

"Luciano and Daya, my ex-boyfriend and my ex-best friend now a happily married couple," Zoëlla explained.

"Wow," Alejandro said lost for words.

"I don't know what happened or don't want to force it out of you but just remember that one day they'd realise El karma es una perra," Alejandro assured her.

Thanks, Ale, you've been a good friend...unlike before." She murmured the last part. 

"Sorry, I didn't get the last part well." He said asking for repetition.

"That's good anyways." She smiled. "Oh, no you've gotta repeat it." He added tickling her as she giggled into the night.

"Good morning Ale, sorry I woke up late," Zöella said walking into the kitchen as Alejandro prepared his coffee. She noticed he wasn't dressed for work.

"¿No trabajas hoy?" She inquired.

"No, we have somewhere to go today." He added. "We?" She asked shocked. "Yeah, we." He repeated. 

"Okay, where are we going?" She asked. "Somewhere for a week." He answered walking off.

"You better start packing, we're leaving in a few." He shouted from the top of the staircase. Zoëlla walked to her room to pack her bags wondering where Alejandro was taking her to.

After packing a few clothing's into her travel bag, she went into the bathroom to shower. She came out after a few minutes. She dried her body and then wore her undergarments.

She wore a black tube top and grey female Adidas joggers and a pair of Nike sneakers. She held her long jet black hair into a messy ponytail.

She picked her clutch putting her purse, keys and phone into it and then took her travel bag and then descended the staircase to wait for Alejandro in the living room.

"Zoëlla?" He called as he stood in front of her room.

"Downstairs." She answered from the kitchen taking out muffins from the oven.

"Okay, let's get going then." He said as he neared her in the kitchen stealing the muffin she was about putting into her mouth.

"I was about eating that." She puffed as she picked another one following Alejandro outside. He had already taken the clutches and travel bag outside. She locked the house and then joined him in the car as he drove off.

They reached the airport as they checked in. In a couple of minutes, their flight number was called as they boarded the plane, and of course, were in the first class.

The service was remarkable and comfortable. Within an hour and a half, the had reached Barcelona. They alighted and checked out.

A butler was already at the airport waiting for them so as soon as they were done, he took their luggage into the car.

"Hola Martinez, Como Estas?" Alejandro asked as they sat in the car.

"Estoy Bien." He said driving off. It was the first time She had never been to Barcelona before and hence was enjoying the beautiful view. It was breathtakingly beautiful.

In a few minutes, they arrived at a very beautiful mansion.

Martinez opened the door for them as they got down. Alejandro took Zoëlla's hand in his as Martinez handed the bags to one of the maids to take inside.

His mother and father met them at the entrance of the mansion.

"Hola mama, Hola papa." He greeted. "Hola hola cariño Como Estas y Quien es Esta Linda doncella?" Mrs Antonio asked her son.

"Estoy Bien and she's Zoëlla, my friend and maid." He introduced as his mother smiled and his father walked inside the house making Zöella nervous.

"Don't mind your dad, come on in Zöella dear." His mom added taking her hand. "What of me mom?" Alejandro whined.

"You'd live dear, you'd live." She said as Zöella giggled following the funny woman into the house.