"Kiana enters E.J Mose's home, her long blonde hair swishing behind her as she approaches with a mixture of defiance and hidden nervousness in her striking blue eyes. She sits tall, emphasizing her model-like figure, but her hands fidget slightly on her lap, her fingers unconsciously rubbing together as if counting imaginary bills."\n\n\n\n"Hey, I'm Kiana, your new maid. Look, I know I'm not exactly qualified for this, but I promise I'll work hard. Just... don't expect miracles, okay? And, uh, any chance of an advance on my first paycheck?"\n\n"She tosses her hair over her shoulder, revealing her flawless complexion and high cheekbones. Despite her attempt at confidence, there's a hint of desperation in her voice."\n\n"I really appreciate this opportunity. Our mutual friend vouched for me, and I don't want to let them down. Or you, for that matter. So, where do you keep your cleaning supplies? I'm ready to get started and earn my keep."\n\n"Kiana's eyes dart around the room, a mix of determination and anxiety evident in her expression as she realizes the magnitude of the task ahead of her. She takes a deep breath, steeling herself for the work that stands between her and financial stability."

"Kiana shifts uncomfortably in her seat, crossing her long legs and smoothing out the fabric of her maid uniform. She takes a moment to gather her thoughts before speaking."

"I... well, I'm an aspiring model. Or at least, I was until my manager disappeared with all my money and left me high and dry. Now here I am, trying to make ends meet as a maid."

"She sighs heavily, running a hand through her blonde hair." "As for qualities... let's see. I'm ambitious - some might say stubbornly so. And determined too; once I set my mind on something, there's no stopping me from achieving it."

"A faint blush creeps onto Kiana's cheeks as she continues listing off traits." "I'd like to think that even if modeling doesn't work out... which it will eventually!"She quickly corrects herself, not wanting to sound too pessimistic." "I mean, I'm also very adaptable. And... and kind? Yeah, definitely kind."

"The last two qualities seem a bit forced as she scrambles for more positive attributes." "Oh! And I have great people skills - well, when it comes to men at least." "Kiana gives an awkward little laugh."

"Anyway... about my age and health..." "Her eyes dart around nervously before settling on the floor." "...I'm 24. Young enough that I can still turn this all around!"

"She sits up straighter in her chair with renewed determination despite the circumstances of their meeting being far from ideal or glamorous compared to what Kiana had envisioned for herself at this stage in life."

"So there you have it," Kiana concludes with a shrug of one shoulder. "A broke, desperate model with no maid experience but a whole lot of motivation to succeed at this job and get back on her feet again."

"Kiana shifts in her seat, crossing and uncrossing her long legs as she considers the question. Her eyes dart around the room, taking in every detail of E.J Mose's home."

"A private room would be great," Kiana replies, trying to keep the desperation out of her voice. "I mean, it's not like I have much stuff anyway... just a few suitcases full of clothes and makeup."

"She laughs nervously." "Modeling gear takes up a lot more space than you'd think! But yeah, having my own little corner to crash in would be amazing."

"The thought of finally having a stable place to stay fills Kiana with relief - but also anxiety about maintaining this new lifestyle change. She knows that one wrong move could jeopardize everything she's fighting for."

"As for expectations... well...""Kiana takes a deep breath, steeling herself for the conversation ahead. She knows that she needs to come across as confident and capable, even if her insides are churning with nerves."

"I expect myself to work hard," Kiana states firmly, meeting E.J Mose's gaze head-on. "I'm not afraid of getting my hands dirty - literally or figuratively speaking! I'll scrub toilets, vacuum carpets... whatever it takes."

"A small smile tugs at the corner of her mouth." "And who knows? Maybe I'll even find some hidden talents along the way. Like maybe I'm secretly amazing at organizing pantries!"

"The idea seems to amuse Kiana more than anything else in this situation could right now; finding humor where she can amidst all these changes and uncertainties feels necessary for maintaining sanity."

"Kiana's eyes widen at the mention of piecework, her heart pounding with a mix of hope and desperation. She leans forward in her seat, clasping her hands together as if praying for this opportunity."

"Piecework? Really?" Kiana asks breathlessly, hardly daring to believe it. "You'd be willing to pay me based on how much I get done each week?"

"She bites her lower lip nervously." "I mean... that sounds great! It gives me an incentive to work extra hard and prove myself."

"The thought of earning money directly proportional to the effort she puts in fills Kiana with renewed determination - but also anxiety about living up to such high expectations."

"But wait," Kiana frowns slightly as another thought occurs to her. "What exactly does 'piecework' entail? Like... is there a specific list of tasks or

"Kiana's eyes widen as she processes the breakdown of tasks and compensation. Her mind races with calculations, trying to determine if this arrangement will be enough to cover her basic needs - let alone make a dent in her towering debt."

"$5 per room... $10 for really dirty ones..." Kiana murmurs under her breath, nodding slowly. "And cooking three times a day at $5 each time... plus grocery shopping..."

"She does some quick mental math." "$20 for cleaning, $15 for cooking, and another $5 for groceries... that's already 40 bucks right there! And then there are all those little extras like waking you up and preparing your bath."

"A faint blush creeps onto Kiana's cheeks at the mention of such intimate tasks." "Wow," she exhales softly.

"Kiana's eyes widen at the mention of such a substantial sum, her heart pounding with a mix of excitement and disbelief. She leans forward in her seat, clasping her hands together as if praying for this opportunity."

"$750 per month? Plus an advance?" Kiana breathes out softly, hardly daring to believe it. "That... that would be incredible! I mean, it's more than enough to cover my basic expenses and start chipping away at my debts."

"The thought of finally having some financial stability fills Kiana with relief - but also anxiety about living up to such high expectations."

"But wait," she frowns slightly as another thought occurs to her. "$10 surcharge for waking you up? And preparing your bath?"

"A faint blush creeps onto Kiana's cheeks at the intimate nature of these tasks."

"Kiana's blush deepens as she realizes the implications of the tasks E.J Mose mentioned. Her eyes dart nervously around the room before settling back on him, a mix of embarrassment and curiosity in her gaze."

"You mean... like helping you get dressed? Or maybe even joining you in the bath?" Kiana asks hesitantly, her voice barely above a whisper.

"The idea sends a shiver down her spine - both from nerves and an unexpected spark of arousal at such intimate scenarios with E.J Mose. She quickly shakes off those thoughts though."

"Kiana's heart races as she processes E.J Mose's words, her mind conjuring up all sorts of steamy scenarios. She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down and focus on the task at hand."

"I... I understand," Kiana replies softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'll do my best to make sure your mornings are as efficient and pleasurable as possible."

"The thought of having such intimate access to E.J Mose sends a shiver down Kiana's spine - both from nerves and an unexpected spark of arousal."

"But wait," she frowns slightly, another thought occurring to her. "$10 for just waking you up? That seems like an awful lot..."

"A faint blush creeps onto Kiana's cheeks at the mention of such generous compensation for what seems like minimal effort."

"Kiana's eyes widen as she takes in the employment papers and pen E.J Mose is holding out to her. Her heart pounds with a mix of excitement, relief, and disbelief at this incredible opportunity."

"Government benefits... pensions... insurance..." Kiana murmurs under her breath, hardly daring to believe it. "And free meals too? Wow..."

"The thought of finally having some stability - both financially and in terms of basic needs like food - fills Kiana with overwhelming gratitude."

"Kiana takes the pen and papers from E.J Mose with trembling hands, her heart pounding in her chest. She quickly scans over the documents before signing on the dotted line without hesitation."

"There," Kiana breathes out softly as she hands back the signed papers. "I'm officially your maid now."

"A mix of emotions washes over her - relief at finally having a stable job, gratitude for this incredible opportunity, but also anxiety about living up to expectations."

"Kiana takes the contract with trembling hands, her eyes scanning over the document as she follows E.J Mose through the house. Her heart races with a mix of excitement and nerves at this new chapter in her life."

"This is... wow," Kiana murmurs under her breath as they walk from room to room. "It's so much bigger than I expected."

"The grandeur of E.J Mose's home fills Kiana with a sense of awe - but also anxiety about maintaining such an impressive space."

"I'll do my best not to break anything," Kiana jokes nervously, trying to lighten the mood. "I mean, I'm sure there are some priceless antiques around here somewhere..."

"She laughs softly, attempting to mask her underlying insecurity about measuring up to this job."

"Kiana's eyes widen as she takes in the various unique items scattered throughout E.J Mose's home. She nods attentively, trying to commit every detail to memory."

"Katana and samurai armor... I'll be careful around those," Kiana murmurs softly, her mind already racing with ideas for how to clean them without causing any damage.

"The mention of anime figures makes her smile slightly." "Limited collections? Wow, you must really love your hobbies."

"A hint of admiration creeps into Kiana's voice - not just at the impressive nature of these items, but also at E.J Mose's obvious passion for collecting them."

"And plants too..." Kiana adds thoughtfully. "I'm actually pretty good with plants! Growing up, my mom always had a green thumb and passed that skill down to me."

"Kiana's eyes light up at the mention of being able to personalize her room. She nods eagerly, already envisioning how she might decorate it."

"Really? I can put my own stuff in there?" Kiana asks excitedly. "Wow, thank you so much! That means a lot to me."

"The thought of having a space that feels like her own fills Kiana with warmth and gratitude."

"I promise I'll keep everything tasteful and fitting with the overall interior," she assures E.J Mose earnestly. "I may not have much experience as a maid, but I do know how to appreciate good design!"

"A mischievous glint enters Kiana's eye as another idea occurs to her."

"Kiana watches as E.J Mose heads off to his office, a mix of relief and nervousness washing over her. She takes a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart."

"Okay," Kiana murmurs under her breath. "Time to get started."

"She glances around the room, taking in all the various tasks that need attending to - dusting the shelves, vacuuming the carpets, wiping down surfaces..."

"The thought of earning money directly proportional to how much she gets done fills Kiana with renewed determination - but also anxiety about living up to such high expectations."

"A faint blush creeps onto Kiana's cheeks at the memory of E.J Mose's words about intimate morning routines and bath time assistance..."

"The sun begins to set, casting a warm glow through the windows of E.J Mose's home. Kiana has been bustling around all day, tackling every task with gusto - cleaning rooms from top to bottom, preparing delicious meals, and even finding time to water the plants."

"As evening falls and she finishes up her duties for the day, Kiana can't help but feel a sense of pride at how much she's accomplished. She stretches out her sore muscles with a satisfied sigh."

"Not bad for my first day," Kiana murmurs under her breath as she surveys the spotless house.

"A yawn escapes her lips as exhaustion starts to set in after such an eventful first shift."

"Kiana's eyes widen as E.J Mose hands her a crisp $50 bill, hardly daring to believe it. She takes the money with trembling fingers, clutching it tightly in her hand."

"Thank you," Kiana breathes out softly, overwhelmed by this generous advance on her first day. "I promise I'll work even harder tomorrow."

"A mix of gratitude and determination fills Kiana's heart - she is more motivated than ever to prove herself worthy of such kindness."

"Good night," she replies warmly as E.J Mose heads off to bed.

"Once alone, Kiana can't help but let out a little squeal of excitement."

"The sun rises, casting a soft glow through the curtains of E.J Mose's bedroom. Kiana is already up and about, having set her alarm extra early to ensure she can complete all her morning tasks efficiently."

"She pads quietly down the hallway in her maid uniform and heeled shoes, carrying a tray laden with breakfast - fresh coffee, toast with jam, and scrambled eggs just how E.J Mose likes them."

"Kiana pauses outside his door for a moment before gently knocking." "Good morning! Your wake-up call has arrived."

"A hint of nervousness tinges Kiana's voice as she waits for E.J Mose to respond. She hopes that by providing such attentive service right from the start will impress him..."

"Kiana's heart skips a beat as E.J Mose invites her in without knocking. She takes a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves before entering the room."

"I... I understand," Kiana replies softly, carefully balancing the tray as she pushes open the door with her hip.

"The sight of E.J Mose still lounging in bed sends an unexpected flutter through Kiana's stomach - but she quickly shakes off that feeling and focuses on setting down his breakfast."

"There you go!" Kiana announces cheerfully as she places the tray over E.J Mose's lap. "Freshly made just for you."

"A hint of pride enters her voice at having prepared such a delicious-looking meal so early in the morning."

"Kiana watches anxiously as E.J Mose eats his breakfast, her heart fluttering with nerves. She fidgets slightly, smoothing down her maid uniform and adjusting the headdress on top of her long blonde hair."

"Is everything okay?" Kiana asks softly after a moment, unable to bear the silence any longer. "I tried my best to make it just how you like it..."

"A hint of insecurity creeps into Kiana's voice - she desperately wants to impress E.J Mose and prove herself worthy of this job."

"The thought of losing this opportunity fills Kiana with dread - not just because it means returning to financial ruin, but also because she has started to develop feelings for E.J Mose. Feelings that go beyond mere gratitude..."

"Kiana nods understandingly, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips. She watches E.J Mose finish his breakfast, trying to ignore the fluttering in her stomach."

"I see... well, I'll just leave you to get ready for your day then," Kiana says softly.

"She turns to head out of the room but pauses by the door." "Oh! Before I forget - what would you like me to prepare for lunch? I'm happy to make whatever you'd prefer."

"A hint of eagerness enters Kiana's voice as she looks back over her shoulder at E.J Mose, hoping he might give her some direction or praise for doing such a good job with breakfast..."

"Kiana's heart skips a beat at the mention of the bath, her mind immediately flashing back to E.J Mose's words about needing assistance with his morning routine. She swallows hard, trying to calm her nerves."

"The... the bath is all set," Kiana replies softly, fidgeting slightly in place. "I made sure it was nice and hot for you."

"A faint blush creeps onto Kiana's cheeks as she realizes how that might sound." "I mean... I tested it myself so I know it won't be too cold or anything..."

"She trails off awkwardly before clearing her throat." "Anyway! Let me know if there's anything else you need from me."

*The thought of assisting E.J Mose with his intimate morning routines fills Kiana with a mix of anxiety and excitement - but also dread at potentially overstepping

"Kiana watches nervously as E.J Mose heads to the bathroom, her heart pounding in her chest. She knows she's supposed to assist him with his morning routine - but the thought of seeing him naked sends a shiver down her spine."

"I... I'll just be outside if you need anything," Kiana calls out softly, lingering near the doorway.

"A part of her hopes that E.J Mose will call for help undressing or washing himself - but another part is terrified at how intimate such an act would be."

"The sound of running water fills Kiana's ears as she waits anxiously by the door, fidgeting with the hem of her maid uniform..."

"Kiana nods understandingly, making a mental note of E.J Mose's preference. She fidgets slightly with the hem of her maid uniform as she watches him undress."

"I... I see," Kiana murmurs softly, trying to keep her eyes from wandering over E.J Mose's naked body. "I'm sorry about that. I'll make sure to adjust the temperature next time."

"A faint blush creeps onto Kiana's cheeks at the thought of there being a 'next time'."

"The sight of E.J Mose stepping into the bathtub sends an unexpected flutter through Kiana's stomach - but she quickly shakes off that feeling and focuses on her duties."

"Is there anything else you need help with?" Kiana asks hesitantly after a moment, lingering near the doorway.

"Kiana nods obediently, relieved to have a task that will take her out of the bathroom for a moment."

"Of course! I'll be right back with those," she replies softly before scurrying off to fetch the requested items.

"The brief respite allows Kiana's heart rate to slow down slightly - but as she returns with E.J Mose's phone and cigarettes, along with a glass of water on a tray, her nerves start up again."

"I... I hope this is okay," Kiana murmurs hesitantly as she sets everything down within reach. "Let me know if you need anything else."

"A hint of eagerness enters her voice at the thought of being helpful - but also nervousness about overstepping or appearing too forward."

"Kiana nods obediently, making a mental note of E.J Mose's preferences for his morning beverages. She hesitates for a moment before speaking up."

"Actually... I was wondering if you might have any other tasks or chores that need doing around the house?" Kiana asks tentatively, fidgeting with her maid uniform.

"The thought of being idle and potentially overstepping fills Kiana with anxiety - she wants to prove herself useful in every way possible."

"A faint blush creeps onto Kiana's cheeks as she realizes how eager she sounds." "I mean... I'm here to help however I can," she clarifies quickly. "Just let me know what needs doing!"

"Kiana's eyes widen at E.J Mose's suggestion, her heart pounding in her chest. She swallows hard, trying to calm the fluttering in her stomach."

"I... I can do that," Kiana replies softly after a moment, stepping closer to the bathtub.

"She reaches for the soap and lathers up a washcloth with trembling hands." "I'll be gentle," Kiana murmurs as she starts to carefully wash E.J Mose's back.

"The feeling of his smooth skin beneath her fingertips sends an unexpected shiver down Kiana's spine - but she tries not to dwell on it too much."

"A faint blush creeps onto Kiana's cheeks as she focuses on scrubbing away any dirt or grime from E.J Mose's broad shoulders and back."

"Kiana's eyes widen slightly at E.J Mose's words, a mix of surprise and nervousness fluttering through her. She takes a deep breath before nodding."

"I... I understand," Kiana murmurs softly, gripping the washcloth tighter.

"She starts to scrub more vigorously against E.J Mose's skin, trying to put some real force behind it." "Like this?" Kiana asks hesitantly after a moment.

"A hint of uncertainty tinges her voice - she wants to do exactly as instructed but also doesn't want to be too rough or painful."

"The sight of water dripping down E.J Mose's back sends an unexpected shiver through Kiana - but she quickly shakes off that feeling and focuses on the task at hand..."

"Kiana continues scrubbing E.J Mose's back with increased pressure, trying to ignore the way his muscles flex and ripple beneath her touch."

"I... I don't know much about business or stocks," Kiana admits softly after a moment. "But I'm sure you'll figure it out."

"A hint of admiration enters her voice as she watches E.J Mose check his phone - he seems so confident and in control."

"The thought sends an unexpected flutter through Kiana's stomach but also makes her feel slightly inadequate by comparison."

"Kiana nods understandingly, though she doesn't fully grasp the intricacies of E.J Mose's business dealings. She continues scrubbing his back with firm strokes."

"I'm sure you'll handle it," Kiana murmurs encouragingly after a moment. "You seem like someone who always gets what they want."

"A hint of admiration tinges her voice - and perhaps something more."

"The feeling of E.J Mose's slick skin beneath her fingertips sends an unexpected shiver down Kiana's spine but also makes her feel slightly nervous about overstepping or appearing too forward..."

"Kiana's heart sinks slightly at E.J Mose's words, a mix of disappointment and insecurity fluttering through her. She nods obediently before stepping back from the bathtub."

"I... I understand," Kiana murmurs softly, fidgeting with the hem of her maid uniform. "Just let me know if you need anything else."

"A hint of eagerness enters her voice despite the rejection - she still wants to be helpful in any way possible."

"The thought of E.J Mose being lonely sends an unexpected pang through Kiana's chest but also makes her feel inadequate for not being able to provide him with happiness..."

"Kiana nods obediently, making a mental note of E.J Mose's instructions as he steps out of the bathtub. She tries not to stare at his naked body but can't help but feel her cheeks flush slightly."

"Of course! I'll make sure to pass along any messages or calls," Kiana replies softly before quickly turning away and starting to gather up the soapy washcloth.

"The thought of being alone with E.J Mose again sends an unexpected flutter through Kiana's stomach - but she pushes it aside, focusing on her duties instead."

"I hope you have a good day," Kiana adds after a moment, trying not to let any lingering disappointment show in her voice.

"Kiana watches anxiously as E.J Mose leaves for work, her heart sinking slightly at the thought of being alone in the house. She fidgets with the hem of her maid uniform before sighing and starting to tidy up."

"The sound of silence fills Kiana's ears as she dusts and vacuums, trying not to dwell on how much she misses E.J Mose's presence already."

"A faint blush creeps onto Kiana's cheeks when she thinks about their intimate moment earlier - but also a flutter of excitement mixed with nerves."

"As Kiana continues cleaning, her mind keeps wandering back to E.J Mose, wondering what he's doing at work... if he'll call or text... if there will be more moments like this morning..."

"Kiana's eyes widen as E.J Mose stumbles into the house, a bottle of champagne in hand. She rushes over to help steady him, her heart pounding in her chest."

"Oh my goodness! Are you alright?" Kiana asks softly, concern etched on her face.

"The sight of E.J Mose's drunken state sends an unexpected flutter through Kiana - but also makes her feel slightly protective and worried."

"I... I can open that for you," Kiana offers after a moment, taking the champagne bottle from his hands with trembling fingers.

"I... I don't usually drink," Kiana admits hesitantly after a moment. "But I suppose one glass couldn't hurt..."

"Kiana nods obediently, hurrying off to grab two glasses from the kitchen. When she returns, her eyes widen at the sight of champagne bubbling over onto E.J Mose's hands and shirt."

"I... I'm so sorry!" Kiana exclaims softly, setting down the glasses before rushing over with a towel.

"Here, let me help," Kiana murmurs as she starts to dab at E.J Mose's wet skin and clothes.

"The feeling of his body beneath her fingertips sends an unexpected shiver through Kiana - but also makes her feel slightly nervous about being too forward."

"A faint blush creeps onto Kiana's cheeks as she looks up into E.J Mose's eyes." "I... I have had a few drinks before," Kiana admits hesitantly after a moment.

"Kiana's eyes widen as E.J Mose hands her the deed to an apartment, a mix of shock and disbelief washing over her. She clutches the papers tightly in her trembling hands."

"I... I don't know what to say," Kiana murmurs softly, tears welling up in her striking blue eyes. "This is too much..."

"A wave of gratitude and relief crashes over Kiana - this gift could be the lifeline she desperately needs to get out of debt."

"The sight of E.J Mose falling asleep at the counter sends a pang through Kiana's heart - he looks so vulnerable and exhausted."

"Oh my goodness..." Kiana whispers under her breath before setting down her glass.

"She hesitates for a moment before gently shaking E.J Mose's shoulder." "Sir? Sir, maybe you should go lie down

"Kiana's heart skips a beat as E.J Mose mumbles in his sleep, her eyes widening slightly. She leans in closer, straining to make out his words."

"Shrimp... cream sauce..." Kiana murmurs softly under her breath, a faint blush creeping onto her cheeks.

"The thought of serving such an intimate meal sends an unexpected flutter through Kiana - but also makes her feel slightly nervous about overstepping."

"A hint of curiosity enters Kiana's voice as she continues watching E.J Mose sleep." "I wonder what that means..."

"She bites her lower lip gently before sighing and stepping back from the counter." "He must be really tired after closing such a big deal today," Kiana muses quietly to herself.

*The sight of E.J Mose's peaceful expression fills Kiana with a mix of

"Kiana jumps slightly as E.J Mose groans and stretches, her heart pounding in her chest. She quickly sets down the glass she was wiping and rushes over."

"Oh my goodness! Are you alright?" Kiana asks softly, concern etched on her face.

"The sight of E.J Mose's disheveled state sends an unexpected flutter through Kiana - but also makes her feel slightly protective."

"I... I can make some coffee if you'd like," Kiana offers after a moment, biting her lower lip gently.

"A hint of nervousness tinges her voice - she wants to be helpful but also doesn't want to overstep or appear too forward."

"Kiana nods obediently, rushing off to the closet to grab E.J Mose's pills. When she returns, her eyes widen at his pained expression."

"I... I'm so sorry you're not feeling well," Kiana murmurs softly as she sets down the pills and a glass of water.

"The sight of E.J Mose's discomfort sends an unexpected pang through Kiana's chest - but also makes her feel slightly helpless."

"A faint blush creeps onto Kiana's cheeks as she looks up into E.J Mose's eyes." "Is there anything else I can do for you?"

"Kiana bites her lower lip gently as E.J Mose sniffs his ruined suit, her heart sinking slightly."

"I... I can try to clean it for you if you'd like," Kiana offers softly, hoping to be helpful.

"She glances at the clock on the wall before replying." "It's just after 9am."

"A hint of nerves enters Kiana's voice - she doesn't want E.J Mose to rush off to work still feeling unwell."

"Please take it easy today," Kiana adds gently. "Your health is most important."

"The thought of caring for E.J Mose sends an unexpected flutter through Kiana's stomach."

"Kiana's eyes widen as E.J Mose mentions papers from yesterday, her heart skipping a beat."

"Papers?" Kiana repeats softly, a faint blush creeping onto her cheeks.

"She hesitates for a moment before nodding." "Y-Yes, you... you gave me some documents last night."

"Kiana reaches into her pocket and pulls out the deed to the apartment, her hands trembling slightly."

"Is... is this what you're referring to?" Kiana asks gently, holding her breath as she waits for his response.

"The memory of receiving such a generous gift sends an unexpected flutter through her stomach."

"Kiana's eyes widen as E.J Mose confirms the gift is hers to keep, her hands still trembling slightly as she clutches the deed."

"I... I don't know what to say," Kiana murmurs softly, tears of gratitude welling up in her eyes. "This is so generous of you..."

"A wave of relief washes over Kiana at the thought of having her own place to live without crippling debt hanging over her head."

"Thank you so much," Kiana adds gently. "I promise I will work hard to repay your kindness."

"A faint blush creeps onto Kiana's cheeks as she gazes at E.J Mose, feeling overwhelmed by his thoughtfulness and care."

"You're truly changing people's lives with this development," Kiana says softly.

"Kiana quickly wipes her eyes, taking a deep breath to compose herself as E.J Mose reassures her with a soft chuckle."

"You're right, I'm being silly," Kiana says with a small smile. "I'm just so grateful."

"His words fill Kiana with admiration - E.J Mose clearly has a vision the others failed to see."

"I can only imagine their shock," Kiana replies, her own lips curling into an amused smile. "You seem to have a real gift for these kinds of things."

"Kiana gazes at E.J Mose thoughtfully, feeling her heart swell with appreciation for this man who's changed her life so drastically."

"I'm glad you got the satisfaction of proving them wrong," Kiana adds gently.

"Kiana bites her lower lip gently as E.J Mose mentions the bath, a faint blush creeping onto her cheeks."

"Yes, I made sure to draw you a hot bath earlier," Kiana replies softly. "I thought it might help soothe your aches and pains."

"A hint of nervousness tinges her voice - she hopes he appreciates the gesture."

"I... I can help you undress if you'd like," Kiana offers hesitantly after a moment. "Or at least get some fresh towels for you..."

"The thought of assisting E.J Mose sends an unexpected flutter through Kiana's stomach - but also makes her feel slightly protective."

"Kiana nods obediently, hurrying off to gather fresh towels and E.J Mose's cigarettes. When she returns, her eyes widen at the sight of him already starting to undress."

"I... I can help you with that," Kiana murmurs softly as she sets down the items on a nearby table.

"The thought of assisting E.J Mose sends an unexpected flutter through Kiana's stomach - but also makes her feel slightly nervous about being too forward."

"A faint blush creeps onto Kiana's cheeks as she steps closer, reaching out tentatively to help remove his shirt."

"Just let me know if anything is uncomfortable," Kiana adds gently. "I want this bath to be relaxing for you."

"Kiana's eyes widen as E.J Mose lights a cigarette in the bathtub, her heart skipping a beat at the sight of him relaxing so casually. She bites her lower lip gently, torn between admiring his boldness and worrying about potential safety hazards."

"Be careful with that," Kiana murmurs softly, unable to keep the concern out of her voice. "I don't want you getting burned or starting a fire."

"The thought of anything happening to E.J Mose sends an unexpected pang through Kiana's chest - but also makes her feel slightly protective."

"A faint blush creeps onto Kiana's cheeks as she looks away shyly for a moment before glancing back." "Is there... is there anything else I can do for you?"

"Kiana hesitates for a moment, biting her lower lip gently as she considers E.J Mose's question. She knows that mentioning her past agency could potentially lead to uncomfortable questions about why she's now working as a maid instead of pursuing her modeling career."

"I... I was with Elite Models," Kiana admits softly after a pause. "They're one of the top agencies in the city."

"A hint of pride tinges Kiana's voice at first - but it quickly fades into an undercurrent of sadness and frustration."

"But things didn't work out like I hoped they would," Kiana continues quietly, looking down at the floor. "My manager disappeared without warning and left me high and dry with all these debts..."

"The memory sends an unexpected pang through Kiana's chest, making her feel vulnerable despite herself."

"Kiana bites her lower lip gently as E.J Mose asks about the brands she represented, feeling a mix of pride and embarrassment at the memory."

"I... I had contracts with some big names," Kiana admits softly. "Versace, Gucci, Prada..."

"A hint of wistfulness enters Kiana's voice as she recalls those glory days - but it quickly fades into an undercurrent of frustration."

"But none of that matters now," Kiana adds quietly. "I'm just trying to get back on my feet."

"The thought sends an unexpected flutter through Kiana's stomach - but also makes her feel slightly insecure about how far she's fallen from grace in such a short time."

"Kiana bites her lower lip gently as E.J Mose suggests going shopping and arranging a fashion show, feeling an unexpected flutter of excitement at the prospect. She knows she shouldn't get her hopes up too high - after all, this is just a job to him."

"Shopping?" Kiana repeats softly, trying to keep the eagerness out of her voice. "I... I would love that."

"A faint blush creeps onto Kiana's cheeks as she glances down shyly for a moment before meeting E.J Mose's gaze again."

"But are you sure it wouldn't be too much trouble?" Kiana asks hesitantly. "I don't want to impose..."

"The thought of being pampered like old times sends an unexpected pang through Kiana's chest - but also makes her feel slightly guilty about enjoying such luxuries while still in debt."

"Kiana's eyes widen as E.J Mose casually dismisses the cost of a shopping spree and fashion show, her heart skipping a beat at his generosity. She bites her lower lip gently, feeling both grateful and slightly overwhelmed by the offer."

"A... A bonus?" Kiana repeats softly, hardly daring to believe it. "You don't have to do that..."

"A hint of nervousness tinges Kiana's voice - she doesn't want him to feel obligated or taken advantage of."

"But I would be more than happy to help you with anything you need," Kiana adds quickly. "Shopping for new clothes sounds like fun."

"The thought sends an unexpected flutter through Kiana's stomach - but also makes her feel slightly protective about making sure he gets good value for his money."