Sighing one last time. I was holding my breathe when my hand slowly twist the knob to open the door. Miss Jane looked up to me, slightly pulling her specs down the bridge of her nose.
Sauntering to cut the distance between the two of us, "Please don't fire me. I need this job. Tell the young master to reconsider this decision of his. I'd be careful and more cautious next time," I said throwing my hand mid-air to swear at her.Her eyes remain pasted on me with no words leaving her lips. I was ready to be down on my knees when she finally opened her lips and words escape from it."I wasn't going to fire you, Ava... I called you here because starting today. You are going to be the one who'll assist the young master while he is here with us."Pointing at myself while I stare at her with my eyes wide opened. I wanted to be sure tnat I heard her right. When I saw his portrait in the attic earlier. I was curious about him but the way he stared at me earlier. It feels like there's this impending danger against me whenever I am close to him.I immediately shake my head and my hands too. "Why me? Miss Jane, you knew how clumsy I can be. Why would you want me to work for the young master. He'll hate me," I said in a whispering manner though no one would be able to hear us."You don't want to work for the young master?" She asked. Hearing that, my face instantly lights up because I thought she is going to consider the fact that I don't want to work for the young master and she'll no longer pressure me into doing that until her finger pushed a white envelop. Scrutinizing it for a moment. I look up at her and ask what it's for."Your salary for this month. You may go now," she mumbled before her finger pushed her spec back to its proper place.We just had our payment for last month the other day and the money on the white envelop is my seperation pay."Miss Jane.""It wasn't my choice, Ava. It was the young master and your choice. He wants you to personally serve him and told me that if you don't want too. I should fire you immediately. As you said, you didn't like it."I stared at her with my lips half-opened and she didn't even ask the young master why he personally prefers me over anyone or over her who has been serving their family for almost three decades now?"You should go. Now that the young master is here. My job doubles and I can't afford wasting my time having this conversation." I tore my eyes off the envelop and nodded my head after I convinced myself that if the young master personally request me to assist him. It means that he isn't mad at me and I have no reason to be nervous around him."I'll do it," I told her with a smile on my lips that I faked just to make it look like I wasn't forcing myself and it's really okay for me to do this."Do I need to start right at this moment?" I asked her. Her lips curved downward but decided to shrugs whatever it is that she has on her head, "Yes, you may start right at this moment. You do know where the young master's room is, am I right?" She asked in which I moved my head once to nod my head. With the use of her one hand and fingers. Miss Jane ordered me to carry on and so I did.Pulling the skirt of my uniform that rest right above my knees. An accommodating smile made its way to my lips before I tap my knuckles against the door twice, later opening it on my own. I found the young master in his wheelchair, facing the spatial balcony in his room."S-Sir?" I said in a low voice to call his attention but he didn't move, not even his eyes to acknowledge me. The cold breeze of the night made me worried as he might caught a cold, flu or something.Not giving a second thought about it. I snatched a blanket from the king-sized bed and folded it before I walk towards him. Just when I was about to place it on his lap. My heart jumped out of its cage when he suddenly caught my hands and he slowly look up to me, making my insides trembles."Sir, d-do you need anything? I-If not, please let go of my hand," I pleaded in a calm voice."I think I need you to warm me," he said with no signs of letting my hand so soon and so I smiled at him and lightly shakes my hand to show him that blanket that I have."I know. I already thought of that hence why I brought a blanket. If only you'd let go of my hand so I can put this to you."The young master smirk at me and the emotion in his eyes that were waving at me earlier became more clearer. He meant something else when he told me that he needs me to warm him."Why? Didn't you do what you did earlier for my attention. You have it now. Tell me that you don't want it? Tell me that you don't want an opportunity to change your life within a blink of an eye by spending the night with me."I finally stop struggling for him to let go of my hand."If I do exactly what you are asking me to do. Will you make me the lady of this house? Your wife, young master?" I challenged him, hoping that he would stop but he smirked at me."Ambitious, I see..." He let go of my hand but it was too late for him to back out. I do want an easy way out of this poor life and he is the key that I was looking for my whole life.The young master froze. He didn't expect that I would find the courage to cup his cheeks and kiss his lips. He didn't respond to my kisses and that's when I started to feel shy that I wish to shrink in a size of a grain and vanish from his eyes. Slowly I stopped claiming his lips and pulled away from him. "I-I am sorry, young master. I'll tell Miss Jane that I can't handle being your personal maid," I told him. I just couldn't bring myself to act as if nothing has ever happened between the two of us after we had our conversation earlier and this kiss.He could be testing me if I am gold-digger just like what my co-maid had called me earlier and it turns out that she is right. I didn't know it yet at that time but I am. I stilled standing in front of him and his wheelchair as I felt him encircle his arm around my snatched waist, pulling me to crouch and let his eyes peak at my chest although there is nothing for him to see since my breast are smaller than the average. "Go ahead and
All that I got is an empty space next to me when I started to move my hand in search for the young master. I am sure that there is no way he'll be able to walk on his own without my assistance. Opening my eyes. I indeed woke up to an empty space next to me. I could no longer find the young master. Eyes flying to the spot where I left his wheelchair last night. Panic started to spread all over me like a wildfire because I couldn't find his wheelchair too. "Y-Young Master?" I shouted, faking the calmness in my voice. I waited for a few seconds and when I didn't heard anything in response. I picked up my clothes on the floor one by one and dressed up myself. In time with me finishing the last button. The door to the master's bedroom opened. I was filled with hope that it's the young master making his way inside and yet that hope of mine shatters as my eyes laid on the old woman who is staring at me with no judgement and yet pity is flowing from her eyes. Miss Jane didn't say anything
Two red lines. It only means one thing. Positive. I am pregnant. Six weeks has passed since that night and it has been one month and two weeks since the last time I saw the young master. I placed the pregnancy test on top of granite counter and stared at my reflection in the circular mirror at the bathroom. A lot has change with all those days and weeks that went by. I dress myself diffirently now and Miss Jane enrolled me to an etiquette class. It was an order from the young master she said. Miss Jane speak to me about all the commands that she gets from the young master as if they casually talk each day when I haven't heard anything from him myself. If it weren't for the ring and the fact that I am staying in the Luciano's chateau. I would have thought that the young master abandoned me, not just me by his child that I am carrying. A knock against the closed door of the bathroom brought me back to reality. Miss Jane knows that I am doing a pregnancy test. "Miss Ava, are you okay
The moment I laid my eyes on the dusty painting of a man that I found by accident in the attic. It felt like my whole world stopped spinning for a moment. Curiousity about who he is or where he could be now fills my head. It's been over a month since I started working for the Luciano and yet I haven't seen any member of the said family. We keep their mansion spotless each day as if they'll be here and yet no one does I looked around and a smile slowly crawls on my lips when I saw a string for the blinds. Sunlight immediately makes the corner of this mansion brighter and so I was able to see the man in the painting better.Dusting the said painting with the back of my hand. I couldn't help it but smile like a fool while my heart started to beat in an unfamiliar rhythm. Did I just develop a crush for a man whom I am not so sure if he's alive or what? Maybe? But, God! This man is gorgeous. That pointed nose, the snobbish curve on his lips and those pair of soulful eyes. His existence
Two red lines. It only means one thing. Positive. I am pregnant. Six weeks has passed since that night and it has been one month and two weeks since the last time I saw the young master. I placed the pregnancy test on top of granite counter and stared at my reflection in the circular mirror at the bathroom. A lot has change with all those days and weeks that went by. I dress myself diffirently now and Miss Jane enrolled me to an etiquette class. It was an order from the young master she said. Miss Jane speak to me about all the commands that she gets from the young master as if they casually talk each day when I haven't heard anything from him myself. If it weren't for the ring and the fact that I am staying in the Luciano's chateau. I would have thought that the young master abandoned me, not just me by his child that I am carrying. A knock against the closed door of the bathroom brought me back to reality. Miss Jane knows that I am doing a pregnancy test. "Miss Ava, are you okay
All that I got is an empty space next to me when I started to move my hand in search for the young master. I am sure that there is no way he'll be able to walk on his own without my assistance. Opening my eyes. I indeed woke up to an empty space next to me. I could no longer find the young master. Eyes flying to the spot where I left his wheelchair last night. Panic started to spread all over me like a wildfire because I couldn't find his wheelchair too. "Y-Young Master?" I shouted, faking the calmness in my voice. I waited for a few seconds and when I didn't heard anything in response. I picked up my clothes on the floor one by one and dressed up myself. In time with me finishing the last button. The door to the master's bedroom opened. I was filled with hope that it's the young master making his way inside and yet that hope of mine shatters as my eyes laid on the old woman who is staring at me with no judgement and yet pity is flowing from her eyes. Miss Jane didn't say anything
The young master froze. He didn't expect that I would find the courage to cup his cheeks and kiss his lips. He didn't respond to my kisses and that's when I started to feel shy that I wish to shrink in a size of a grain and vanish from his eyes. Slowly I stopped claiming his lips and pulled away from him. "I-I am sorry, young master. I'll tell Miss Jane that I can't handle being your personal maid," I told him. I just couldn't bring myself to act as if nothing has ever happened between the two of us after we had our conversation earlier and this kiss.He could be testing me if I am gold-digger just like what my co-maid had called me earlier and it turns out that she is right. I didn't know it yet at that time but I am. I stilled standing in front of him and his wheelchair as I felt him encircle his arm around my snatched waist, pulling me to crouch and let his eyes peak at my chest although there is nothing for him to see since my breast are smaller than the average. "Go ahead and
Sighing one last time. I was holding my breathe when my hand slowly twist the knob to open the door. Miss Jane looked up to me, slightly pulling her specs down the bridge of her nose. Sauntering to cut the distance between the two of us, "Please don't fire me. I need this job. Tell the young master to reconsider this decision of his. I'd be careful and more cautious next time," I said throwing my hand mid-air to swear at her. Her eyes remain pasted on me with no words leaving her lips. I was ready to be down on my knees when she finally opened her lips and words escape from it. "I wasn't going to fire you, Ava... I called you here because starting today. You are going to be the one who'll assist the young master while he is here with us." Pointing at myself while I stare at her with my eyes wide opened. I wanted to be sure tnat I heard her right. When I saw his portrait in the attic earlier. I was curious about him but the way he stared at me earlier. It feels like there's this im
The moment I laid my eyes on the dusty painting of a man that I found by accident in the attic. It felt like my whole world stopped spinning for a moment. Curiousity about who he is or where he could be now fills my head. It's been over a month since I started working for the Luciano and yet I haven't seen any member of the said family. We keep their mansion spotless each day as if they'll be here and yet no one does I looked around and a smile slowly crawls on my lips when I saw a string for the blinds. Sunlight immediately makes the corner of this mansion brighter and so I was able to see the man in the painting better.Dusting the said painting with the back of my hand. I couldn't help it but smile like a fool while my heart started to beat in an unfamiliar rhythm. Did I just develop a crush for a man whom I am not so sure if he's alive or what? Maybe? But, God! This man is gorgeous. That pointed nose, the snobbish curve on his lips and those pair of soulful eyes. His existence