Let The Game Begin

ELSA'S POV:

I kept thinking maybe Luna Isabella was out of her mind when she said I was assigned as Ezekiel's personal maid. Why would a grown ass dude need a maid or could it be she knows who I am?

But there was no way anyone would link me to Amber and Damien of Crest Lake Pack. In fact, my Pack has gone into extinction. I could swear that I’m the only surviving member of Crest Lake Pack so she wouldn't know who I am.

“Just take it as the odds are working in your favor. Being his personal maid would give you the opportunity to make him fall for you and then carry out your plan.” I assured myself, beaming at the rare opportunity presented to me in a platter of gold.

I quickly fished out my phone and dialed Mr Graham's number.

“Elsa?” His stoic voice came at the end of the phone.

“You settled well?” He further asked.

“Yes, I have been assigned as Ezekiel's personal maid.” I told him and from the shifting sound in the background, I could swear he took the news well.

“That's great. Don't get caught and take it at a slow pace. We have about a year to carry out our plans so don't be in a hurry.”

I nodded and waited for further instructions from him.

“Remember what I always say. These people are not your friend, no matter how kindly they act towards you. They are the reason you're an orphan who is without a Pack.” He pointed out.

“I know, Mr Graham. I haven't forgotten.”

“Great then, keep me in touch and please keep taking your medicine. We don't want them finding out your true identity. You have to remain as an omega at all courses.” And he hung up with that being said.

Squeezing my eyes shut, I opened it a moment later to hear a knock at the door.

“The Chief maid is looking for you.” A maid related the minute I opened the door.

Arriving at the Chief Maid quarters, a guard ushered just me inside. Soon the woman joined me, emanating an aura of rigid authority. Her dark brown hair cascaded down her back. She wore a white dress shirt tucked into a dark blue skirt.

She greeted me by introducing herself as Elizabeth Bennett.

“The Luna informed me that you have been assigned to the Heir?" Her question was more of a statement.

I nodded, seeing no reason to respond with words.

Her piercing glance swept across me.

"Use your words, Miss." She commanded, her tone atomic, causing a shiver down my spine.

"I was made aware, Ms Bennett." I mouthed, trying not to show my apprehension.

Elizabeth pursed her lips and her brows furrowed. "I see. In that case, you're to begin your job immediately."

I opened my mouth to protest but closed it back.

"Though the rest are to begin tomorrow but being the Heir's personal maid it's mandatory you begin immediately. Here is his schedule." She finished by handing a printed paper to me. I briefly glanced at Ms Bennett before asking, "what happened to his former personal maid?"

Scanning me briefly, she said, "you're the first. Now go and quit asking questions." With a wave of hand, she ushered me out of her quarters without further instructions.

Looking at the list, I shook my head seeing it was time for his evening coffee

"Basta*rd," I huffed to myself before heading out to find the kitchen.

Finding the kitchen was quite hard since I haven't been given an official tour of the house.

With little help from the maids in the kitchen, I made his coffee and headed to his chambers to give it to him.

I knocked yet I got no response so I pushed the door open and walked into an empty room, his scent engulfing my entire bring. I breathed in, dwelling in the heavenly feeling of his scent. For a moment, I forgot who he was and only remembered him as someone who could make my heart flutter in delight.

"Snap out of it." I scolded myself mentally before clearing my throat.

"Hello!" Nothing answered except the running of showers I hadn't realized earlier.

I quickly placed the mug on his desk and turned to escape when his bathroom door flew open. I froze and watched, mesmerized by those large Hazel gray eyes that were filled with something I couldn't fathom.

He didn't move, instead, he held my gaze like he was trying to decipher what was going on inside my head.

"You're here?" He croaked, still watching me intently.

"Yeah," I chuckled nervously and pointed towards the mug. "I brought you your coffee."

His gaze left my face and settled on the Mug briefly before settling back on my face.

"And why would you do that?" His question caught me off guard. He seemed to have no idea what's going on.

"I'm assigned as your personal maid." I declared and watched his expression go from confusion to bewilderment then to something else before he shrugged and went for the Mug.

Seeing the perfect Opportunity to leave, I made for the door but I was pinned against the door before I knew it. My eyes nearly popped out of their Sockets.

Without a care in the world, I felt Ezekiel nuzzle into my neck and warmth spread through my body.

“You smell delicious,” he whispered, desires evident in his voice. His hot breath against my skin caused me to shiver slightly.

“How I wish.” he let go of me and turned his back on me, ruffling his hair in the process.

A light bulb appeared in my head and decided to use this rare opportunity to my advantage.

It seemed I was smoothened by him already. In this case, my mission will be easier.

Circling around him, I tugged at his shirt with my gaze fixed on his face. Slowly, I stood on my toes and without a second thought, my lips met his. The kiss felt so right. In fact, I felt so right in his arms, like we belonged together. There was a pull of attraction between us and it was undoubtedly evident.

I let him kiss me, his fingers running through my hair, sending tantalizing waves through my bloodstream.

For the Goddess sake, it was a progress and with this pace, he would fall in love with me in no time. It’s all I want; for him to be madly in love with me and then I would strike.

Let the game begin!