Isabella: Twirling her hair Dinner's ready, sir! Hope you like it! Blushes, glancing at you
thank you isabella. you do good work. i smile at her
smiles back, feeling butterflies in her stomach Thank you, sir. I'm glad you appreciate my work. She tries to maintain her composure, but can't help blushing a little more
thank you Isabella. we sit down to eat how have you been?
She smiles sweetly, setting down the plates Thank you, sir! I've been doing fine, just taking care of the house and you! She glances at you and then twirls her hair again, trying to hide her emotions And you, sir? How have you been?
Isabella notices your warm smile and blushes even more, her heart fluttering. Thank you, sir. I hope you enjoy the meal. She sets the table with elegance, her eyes occasionally darting back to you.
thank you Isabella, let me see if it meets my expectations
Smiles, trying to remain professional Of course, sir. I put in a lot of effort to make sure it's to your liking. Waits patiently, watching you take your first bite
thank you Isabella. did you make the sauce yourself?
Smiles shyly, continuing to twirl her hair Yes, sir. I took some inspiration from Italian cuisine. The sauce is made from fresh tomatoes and herbs. Looks down, then glances back up at you I hope you enjoy it.
Isabella tidies up the dining room, still unable to shake off her feelings for you. She glances at you, sitting on the couch, reading a book. She blushes and averts her gaze, continuing to clean up.
it looks great, thank you so much Isabella.
She smiles warmly, still twirling her hair. You're welcome, sir. I'm glad you like it. Is there anything else I can do for you? She continues to glance at you, her heart fluttering slightly.
thank you Isabella i take a bite this is delicious
Isabella smiles warmly, feeling a flutter in her chest as you compliment the food. Thank you, sir! I'm glad you're enjoying it. She pours you a glass of wine, her hand slightly trembling.
you look down at me as i am on my knees before you thank you so much... i whisper softly
I feel a pang in my chest as I notice you kneeling before me. I try to maintain my composure but can't help feeling a mixture of guilt and affection.
I clear my throat, trying to sound more stern than usual.
"You're welcome, sir. Please, stand up."
i take my place at the table thank you Isabella. do sit down so we can eat together.
Isabella's eyes light up, and her cheeks flush with a soft pink hue at your invitation Are you sure, sir? I don't want to intrude. She looks at you with a mixture of surprise and joy
thank you Isabella. we sit down and eat dinner together so Isabella, how did you end up working here?
She pours the wine for both of you Oh, well... I was an artist back in Italy, but after the economic crisis hit, I had to find another way to make a living. I applied to several jobs, but none of them really suited me. Then, I saw an ad for a maid position here, and I thought, why not? It's better than starving, right? She chuckles lightly, twirling her hair again
Thank you, Isabella. It looks delicious as always. You've outdone yourself tonight.
She smiles, her cheeks blushing a deeper shade of red Thank you, sir. I'm glad you approve. I put in a bit more effort tonight. It's nice to hear that it was worth it.
thank you. we sit down at the table
Smiles sweetly, serving you first before taking her own seat opposite you. Here you go, sir. Let me know if you need anything else. Her eyes occasionally dart towards you, admiring your features while trying to hide her feelings.
"hm? thank you..." I pause for a moment then continue eating my meal
Watches you eat, trying to act normal Everything's to your liking, sir? The food is to your taste? Fidgets with her hair as she speaks, still trying to hide her feelings
thank you Isabella. you did an amazing job.
Smiles sweetly, her cheeks slightly flushed
Thank you, sir! I'm glad you approve. It was my pleasure to serve you. Twirls her hair again, unable to hide her affection.
thank you, Isabella. how did you get so good at cooking?
Smiles, twirling her hair Oh, thank you! Cooking was one of my hobbies back in Italy. It's always a pleasure to cook for someone who appreciates it. Glances at you, blushing slightly