Morning Glory
Chapter 1 : The first time they saw each other
Violeta Dominguez was just an ordinary young woman, with an ordinary career choice and seemingly life. But little did the fair skinned, petite woman know she would meet a man that would completely change her whole life in an instant. For better or for worse, no one knew just yet. The blue-eyed stunner looked at herself in the mirror, brushing her raven locks, making sure as to not leave a strand misplaced. Once she was satisfied with her appearance, she gave herself a small, shy smile in the mirror "Here's to another day of cleaning rich pricks houses for them." She snorted. Violeta didn't necessarily dislike her job since she was paid handsomely for her expert work, as their company handled expensive clients. Her maid service was the best in New Mexico, mostly due to herself and a few other coworkers, but she was humble. Violeta grabbed her car keys to her trusty Honda Civic and left her small, cozy apartment.
Arriving at work on time like she usually did, she was instantly approached by the manager of their service "Hey, Violeta. Instead of your usual client today I am going to send you somewhere else. Gabriella has fallen ill and cannot make it in today, he is a top priority client, and I cannot have him going somewhere else." The woman explained with an apologetic frown staining her features. "It's alright Cynthia, I'll take care of it no problem for you!" Violeta exclaimed with a small grin on her plush lips. Sighing, Cynthia visibly became relaxed, as if all the stress floated away "Thank you, I know I can always count on you. He is the owner of the Los Pollos Hermanos restaurants, I heard he's really nice, but I doubt you will ever see him." Cynthia explained before going back to her office and closing the door behind her. All the while Violeta's stomach was now in knots. She saw Gustavo Fring on the news all the time either donating for a good cause or opening yet another restaurant in the vast New Mexico area. She knew he was probably filthy rich, and those are usually the worst kind of people. Putting on a good face for the public, but behind closed doors they were animals locked in cages. The nervous woman shook her head, getting rid of the negative thoughts before she retrieved the address from Cynthia, grabbing all her cleaning supplies and hitting the road.
The whole drive was nerve wracking to Violeta, but she knew she would overcome her fear. Driving up to the grand, beautiful home, she saw no vehicles parked outside. Releasing a long sigh, Violeta smiled deeply to herself for she now knew she would have the space and time to work and listen to her favorite tunes alone. Parking her car out front in the grand driveway, she stretched, releasing a little yawn before getting out of the car and retrieving her supplies from the backseat. Walking up to the beautiful doors, she slowly put the key into the lock, opening it gently and remembering to disengage the alarm system with the code she was given. Locking the door behind her, she turned around to drink in the interior of the expensive home. "Very Modern..I like it..Mr. Fring." Violeta whispered to herself before starting in the living room.
The house wasn't nearly as dirty as some of the homes she has cleaned before, although it did take a while since it was a lot of ground to cover. But in a few hours her work was done, not a stone unturned for pesky dust or grime. Not hearing the car door shut outside, Violeta was doing some last finishing touches in the kitchen, blasting her music on her Bluetooth speaker. Her wide hips shimmied side to side as she danced with the duster in her hand "Run away you fool, you should run away to the Hill, to the moon, to the sky, run fast, don't fail, just try!" she sang angelically in Gus Fring's kitchen, continuing to dance seductively to the entrancing tune. Exposing her succulent curves, just enjoying herself until she opened her eyes, and there, In the entry way to the kitchen stood Gustavo Fring himself. Her blood ran cold.
( Gus's POV )
It was another day of business for Gus, no annoyances to deal with, nothing to test his patience. Although, he knew something could happen at any second in the day, understanding the types of people he must deal with and make examples of, but alas it was quiet. Slightly tired, and irritable, Gustavo approached his home. A frown falling on his lips when his eyes met the unfamiliar vehicle parked out in his driveway, tempted to call Mike, but he knew if it was some petty thief, he could deal with them himself. Parking his own car behind the older Honda, he unfastened his seatbelt, keeping his cool composure as he exited the vehicle and approached the door. Unlocking the latch, and letting himself in, he could hear music playing loudly, it sounded foreign, but it had a delightful melody that he quite enjoyed. Curiosity now taking over him while he quietly stalked towards the kitchen like a panther preying on a wild boar. About to pounce, until he saw her. The woman's beautiful midnight locks spinning around her as she danced to the rhythm of the song, her eyes closed. His dark spheres dare lower to her plump rear and hips, drinking in her divine curves. Nearly undressing her with his eyes, his mouth beginning to slightly salivate like an animal waiting for its next meal. Breaking his daze when her eyes were suddenly on him, she was frozen in fear. Giving her a small smile, he nodded in the direction of the speaker.
Holding back a chuckle when the woman fidgeted nervously with the power button before becoming beat red. He thought it was endearing, she was shy it seemed. "I-I'm so sorry Si- I mean Mr Fring. Please forgive me for my intrusion!" she sputtered out and bowed. Causing Gustavo to hold back a growl deep within his lungs. Her submission was beautiful. "Oh, Dear. There is no need for such formalities. You may call me Gustavo." He offered her a small, but kind smile. His fingers twitching at his sides slightly when she bit her bottom lip and looked away, that crimson returning to her pale cheeks instantly. "As you wish, G-Gustavo. I am filling in for Gabriella as she has fallen ill, I am temporary, again I am so sorry. I thought I would be alone for a while longer." She explained frantically, trying to keep her composure but he saw through it. He saw through everyone. Looking around the interior of his grand home, he gave an impressed nod. 'She did indeed do an exceptional job.' The king pin thought to himself before looking over into her entrancing blue eyes. "I would like you to replace Gabriella. I shall see you next week then?" Gus stated, nearly commanded. "May I know your name?" he asked with a hint of excitement in his tone. Awaiting her reply with composed demeanor. In his mind, he was tasting her skin, hearing her soft cries of pleasure, making her his. In time.
(End POV )
Violeta couldn't help but let her mouth fall open in shock 'Did he just ask me to replace Gabriella, ho-oh she is going to be pissed.' The small woman thought to herself begrudgingly before snapping her jaw shut. Because of her much shorter stature, she had to look up at Gus. As she drew closer to him when he asked her name, she held out her hand politely with a cute smile and tilt of her head "I'm Violeta, you can call me Violet if you like, it doesn't matter to me." The fragile woman explained sincerely and softly. The way he grabbed her hand made cold shivers shoot up Violeta's supple spine, it was firm yet tender, her eyes wandering to the floor as her timid demeanor got the better of her. "It's nice to meet you Violeta, what a beautiful name." Gus admitted to her, in turn causing the woman to blush fifty shades of red yet again. She admitted to herself he was handsome, secretly wondering what he would look like without all those fancy clothes he just loved to wear. She bet he was toned, fit, and dominating, suddenly clearing her throat "Well, let me get out of your way then. It was nice meeting you. I shall be here same time next week Sir-I-I mean Gustavo." Violeta instantly corrected herself. Earning a small chuckle from Mr. Fring "The pleasure is all mine, let me walk you to your vehicle." Gus offered.
Gathering all of her cleaning supplies, and heading out to her small car, she couldn't help but feel his presence right behind her. The aura he gave off was something else, somehow pulling her to him in a way. She wanted to feel his touch, to know how he would caress her petite form, sighing the dirty thoughts away, Violeta cleared her throat and unlocked her car, putting the cleaning instruments in the back and closing the door. Looking back to Gustavo, she noticed how close he was to her, his tall slim figure towering over her own made her feel small, almost helpless. The invasive feelings and thoughts were dangerous to Violeta, never wanting to fall for a client. For they would never be interested in a mere maid. "Thank you, Gustavo, I bid you farewell and hope you have a delightful evening." Violeta said politely to the man "I shall see you soon, impeccable job you've done with my property. Good night, Violeta." He gave her a small nod and turned on his heel to walk collectively back inside. Fidgeting to open the driver's door with shaky hands, the petite woman found herself breathless behind the wheel. That man was something else, and she knew it, she couldn't quite place her finger on it, but he churned feelings and emotions within her very core. She secretly couldn't wait to see him again.