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52: Someone like you
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His Maid 53: His Type
I had managed to pack up the remaining of my things and slept early. I thought about what Adam had said. Was he lying? Was it true that Dominic was the buyer? The dots were connecting but I did not want to believe Adam. He was just angry and miserable that he would also have to probably look for a new place or have to try and keep up with the expensive place. I woke up early the next morning and even before I could get showered and have my breakfast, I saw a van reversing towards our place and it had all the name ‘Dominic Hall’ sprayed all over it. Just I stared outside of the window, wondering if the van was mine or if Adam was serious about Dominic buying the place, my phone vibrated. I headed over and picked it up. “Hello?” I answered “Homer, my van should have reached your old place by now. Put all of your things in there and then come with it to my place so that you can get started on work.” He said and then ended the call. I had not yet showered or eaten and Dominic alrea
His Maid 54: The First Night
Who was he? He had no right to tell Dominic to take care of me. Besides, Dominic was simply my boss and he made it very clear countless times that me and him could never be friends. Dominic finally turned away when the van had driven out of the gate, and he stomped his feet into the house. He had a frown on his face. “Homer, clear these things away,” he orderedMark had definitely ruined his mood and made him cross. I was stuck with that foul mood of his for the rest of the day and the night. It was not like other times when I would get to run home and get a few hours away from him. I wondered how I would get through the rest of the day with him being this foul. I hoped he had ordered something that would at least lighten his mood and make him less grumpy. I carried my suitcases and bags but was not sure where to put them. I placed them back down and walked around the mansion to look for Dominic. I found him in the kitchen, drinking another glass of water. “Sir, I wanted to ask. W
His Maid 55: Thieves
I had a feeling of what it could potentially be but I dared not to move. I heard another glass being broken and more footsteps. “Wilbur, there are 2 of them!” The guards yelled. I threw the uncomfortable sheets and blankets over my face and made sure not to move a bit. The door of the room I was in already had problems with staying closed and I worried that it could just be swung wide open. But in all that noise, I heard what sounded like people being beaten to a pulp and fights before hearing police sirens. I finally slowly pushed away the covers and walked to the bedroom door. I pushed away my suitcases as quietly as I could and then slowly pulled open the door, just enough to peep through a tiny space. “STAN! What the heck is going on!” Dominic asked in confusion as he wrapped a night robe around his body. I took it as my chance to open the door and also go and investigate the scene. So, I did just that and tiptoed out of the room. “There were 2 thieves in the yard, sir, but
His Maid 56: Chef?
As Dominic threw his tantrum and stomped around the house angrily just because he was the newspaper’s hot topic, he pulled out his phone and marched to his office and made a few calls. I had not yet gotten out of my pyjamas and eaten breakfast. I was still fascinated by the tantrums Dominic threw before finally running back to the room to peel off my pyjamas that Dominic claimed were inappropriate. Then, I headed to the bathroom for a shower. The water was still cold, but I did not know how I was going to tell Dominic when he was in such an angry mood after seeing information about himself on the cover page. So, I had to brave the cold shower again and head to the room to get dressed in my maid uniform. After dressing up, I walked to the kitchen, wondering if I was to help myself to breakfast or if Dominic was going to show me where things were. I hesitantly walked to the office door and gently knocked on it before hearing him respond, allowing me to enter. I walked into the room,
His Maid 57: Pass any greetings
I was utterly taken aback. I did not know how to react. Gary was back, and he had his mischievous smile on his face. It was as if he knew something that I didn’t. And I hated it when he called me Addy. Between him and Hale, hearing that name gave me chills, and the only difference was Hale was trying to remember if it indeed was my name, whilst Gary looked like he had some dirt on me. “Did you become deaf now?” he asked as he still had his annoying smirk on his face. “Oh, sorry, I zoned out for a minute.” I sighed “Anyway, I was saying it is so lovely to see you once again. Hope you have been great.” he said I nodded. I could not speak. I thought after signing the stupid contract that the first few days were going to be enough of seeing Gary, but apparently, that was false. “Is the big guy in?” he questioned “Yes, he is in his office,” I answered as I stepped aside for him to get into the house. He walked straight to the office without even bothering to pay attention to the cri
His Maid 58: My real name
“What does he mean by pass any greetings?” Dominic turned around and asked me the minute Gary was out of the gate.“I don’t know what he means.” I shrugged nervously, wondering if he, too, was onto something“Homer, there better not be some crying kid you left in another state or drooled up father,” he said “It’s okay, let’s just leave it,” I sighed “No, I just want to know.” he insisted. Now, he was the one pressing. Now, I knew why he would get so annoyed when I would keep asking questions or snooping around in his personal things. Except, I had not seen this Gary man and did not know what he was talking about. “Homer, just tell me what it is so that I go easier on you,” Dominic saidI was thinking of lying about some dying and crippled father in someplace. Or at least some estranged father because that would add more juice to why Gary keeps saying he will greet. But then again, Gary looked like the type who would not keep his mouth shut. Dominic would go and ask him about my wi
His Maid 59: Name
He kept quiet. It was as if he was trying to process what I had just said. After giving him my surname, I hoped he would finally retire the ‘Homer’ name he gave me from my interview and start using the correct one. “I am confused.” he finally spoke“Why are you confused?” I asked back. “Because what do you mean by this?” he questioned, feeling confused. Well, he would not have been that confused if he called me ‘Holmes’ or ‘Harper’ like everyone else rather than calling me by a totally different name. “Okay, let’s talk about this,” I suggested.“No, wait,” he said. He ran out of the room and practically ran down the stairs. He came back holding a paper. It appeared to be my application form. “Oh, this it just says ‘Harper’ as a first name and ‘Holmes’ as the last. How am I supposed to believe you when now you’re bringing in Ashely?” he asked. He called me by another name.“It’s Addison, and I dropped it when I was moving, and that is why you only see ‘Harper’ ‘Holmes’ with no ‘
His Maid 60: Eat with me
It was nighttime. Dominic had been in his room singing and listening to music while I was downstairs, wrapping up the last bit of cleaning before I hopped into my comfortable clothes and bed. “I have ordered tacos. I hope you’re not allergic to anything.” Dominic said as he walked down the stairs“Are you talking to me?” I asked, trying to sound as soft as I could“Who else would I be talking to?” he answered. I was shocked that Dominic had included me in his dinner plans even after I practically yelled at him and was somewhat not completely honest with him.“They will be coming in a few minutes.” he continued to speak. He walked over to the cupboards, reached out for a glass and poured himself some water and sipped on it. I was done cleaning the house and I walked off to the bedroom I was using during my stay and took off my clothes. I quickly wrapped my body in my bathing towel and walked out of the room. Dominic froze once he saw me. It was as if he wanted to say something, and
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