Chapter 10 - Happily Ever After

Two years later, the headlines had finally stopped calling her "The Mysterious Housekeeper."
Instead, the business journals referred to Maria Lopez-Torres as the Co-Director of Guest Experience and Operations for the global Torres Hotel Group—a position she had earned not through charity, but through her revolutionary restructuring of labor welfare and staff management across thirty luxury properties worldwide.
The presidential suite on the twenty-second floor of the Torres Grand looked a little different now. There were framed photographs on the mahogany desk: pictures of staff parties, charity galas, and one very special, slightly blurry photo of a wedding reception held in the grand ballroom.
And in the center of the master bathroom, four hundred square feet of white marble still gleamed under the chandelier.
On a quiet Sunday evening, Victor walked into the master suite, loosening his tie just like he had on the night they first met. He found Maria sitting on the edge of the enormous white tub—not sleeping in her uniform this time, but reading a set of architectural blueprints for their new coastal home.
Victor smiled, walking over and leaning against the marble rim, exactly where he had stood two years ago.
"Penny for your thoughts, Mrs. Torres?"
May you like
Maria looked up, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she tossed a small bottle of lemon soap right at his chest.
"Just checking the plumbing," she laughed, grabbing his lapels and pulling him down into a kiss. "Just making sure the bathtub is still secure."