Chapter 9

Olivia watched as Mary moved her things out of the room and made a way through the door linking her room and his together.

Did he hate the sight of her so much?

What exactly did she do wrong?

"Did he say why I should move?" Olivia asked once more.

Marry took out my clothes from the closet , laying them on her arms gently.

"Master didn't mention it. Such important details are not in our place to know"

"Geez, do you intentionally talk yourself down just to make your boss feel good about himself?" Olivia asked.

Mary arched a questioning eyebrow.

"You make him seem like some scary guy", Olivia shrugs.

"We are not allowed to say, but the master is not the type to be messed with"

Olivia nodded as though mocking that detail.

"He must be some monster from the west"

"Master is no monster", Mary replied vehemently.

She couldn't understand why the master's wife would speak so ill of him.

"Why does he have that mask over his race then, uh? And his harshness? Give me a break!" Olivia muttered.

"It is expected of him to be cold because he owns the most successful company in the country…."

Mary clamped her hands over her mouth in horror; she shouldn't have said that.

"What's the point, anyway? He was so unreadable and out of reach! The only time he seems to notice me is…."

Olivia felt the words vanish from her lips.

....is when he feels the special tension between them….

"I am sure the Master has his reasons, Madam", Mary said, glad that Olivia didn't realise that slip of tongue…

"Its all for the best! I'm going to have an entire bed to myself! And I can walk around without clothes too."

"Madam", Mary cautioned.

Olivia burst into heart-felt laughter.

"Thanks for your help even though I didn't lift a finger". Olivia smiled and Mary sighed, this is her job and clearly what she was being paid for.

Olivia made her way to the dresser where she noticed a photo frame on the table.

A picture of a very cheerful woman who smiles sweetly at the camera.

Olivia wondered who the sweet lady was but soon walked away as she noticed Madty staring in horror .

She had to pretend she was oblivious to these things or else they would be very watchful of their words around her.

"I will be happy to miss this room Nr Stranger"

Mary giggled

"That's a really strange nickname. The most unique of all I must say"

"That is what he is. The mystery guy" Olivia turned to face Mary.

"Which one sounds better? Mr Stranger or Mr Mystery Guy?"

Mary shook her head, a playful smile on her lips.

Olivia made her way to her room through the connecting door.

The Queen-sized bee was the only thing that made sense.

The curtains were a sad lemon and the dresser , red wood.

Could she ask for these things to be changed?

"I will have the curtains changed. Is there anything else you would like to move to? "Mary asked.

"I'm so glad you asked cause I was about to talk about it for a tiny minute there . What's with the curtains and the dresser? What is this, the 1900s?"

Mary burst into a cheerful laugh.

"I'll have that changed. The curtains. What colour would you like?"

"Make it pink. And a television on the wall. I want to watch all the N*****x shows in the world!"

It'd been a while since there'd been a woman figure in the house that brought a smile to their faces.

Madam Olivia is sure the happy bird…..in a contract with a very dark man…

"And a work out mat"

"We have a gym on the first floor"

Olivia lowered her voice to a whisper.

"Does Mr Stranger use that gym?" She asked.

"Every morning, yes."

"Uhm! I would rather exercise here", Olivia said with a wistful look on her face.

"The master wouldn't mind having a partner in the gym Madam"

"My presence only makes his face darken like a cloudy storm!"

Mary shook her head.

"I am sure Mr Lucas could use a company."

Ah …

So the masked man's name is Lucas, uh?

Again, Olivia pretends to be oblivious.

"Whether he wants my company or not, I am sure my presence will only pass him off" Olivia muttered in irritation.

"Madam", Mary called in horror.

"Uhm?"

Olivia turned to face her , carried away by the things she needed fixed to be comfortable in her newly found space.

"You can't tell anyone"

Olivia frowned

"Tell anyone what?"

Mary looked horrified.

"That…that I told you the master's name…."

Olivia's face lit up.

"You did? When? Now? "

Mary looked confused.

"You're…..going to tell me again, aren't you?"Olivia said with a sweet smile.

"No Madam. I will get fired!" Mary said vehemently.

"Its no use arguing with you, is it?" Olivia returned her gaze to the huge room, there's so much work to be done here.

"I need couches in here and a center table. The shower…"

Olivia walked towards the walk-in closet, hoping to find the bathroom just like the other room.

"There's no bathroom here?" Olivia asked Mary, who hung the last of her clothes in the closet.

"No Madam. I'm afraid you will have to share bathrooms with the Master"

Olivia whined bitterly, just when she thought she would be far away from his royal coldness!

"I will have your orders shipped today madam. What else do you need?" Mary asked.

"A journal? And pen maybe? And study table "

Mary nodded in approval.

"They will be shipped in an hour or less. I need to go now. Would you like to have lunch now?"

"No. I'll come down once the room is to my taste", Olivia assured her.

Mary headed out of the room and Olivia settled on the bed, pulling out her phone.

It's time to do some online research about Mr Stranger.