I was broke. Jobless. One step away from sleeping in a cardboard box. Then Vincent Moreau-rich, ruthless, and ridiculously handsome-offered me a job as his live-in housekeeper.

The catch? He had rules.

The Girly Commandments.

Perfect posture. Soft-spoken manners. Aesthetically pleasing at all times. And somehow, that included a maid's uniform, stockings, and learning to waltz in his ballroom.

I told myself I hated it. That I hated him. But every time he whispered my name-Lucille, not Lucas-I felt something unravel. Humiliated, I ran. But no matter how far I went, I couldn't run from who I was becoming. And Vincent? He's ready to claim me completely.

Note: This story contains transgender love, alpha billionaire, maid and boss, gradual feminization, enemies-to-lovers, romantic comedy, transgender romance, and first time with a transgender woman tropes. Some real places and people were referenced but the story is a work of fiction. The cover image is from Brightlucky Press.