Devil In Disguise

He was glaring at me, like I did something really bad. I felt my knees shaking and fought the urge to pee. I wanted to rush to the restroom right now but my feet are stuck. The man below just gave off such intimidating aura, restricting me to make even a slight movement. 

"Where do you think you're going, huh?" The tone of his voice seemed to accuse me of something that's obviously not what I am really trying to do. Another man came out from somewhere and walked to the man. My forehead creased when it's Armand. He just looked at me with a poker face. 

"Who's this?" My dream guy asked Armand. 

"The new maid, sir." Armand answered without removing his eyes on me. 

"I see. So that's why." He placed his fingers below his chin, trying to figure out something. "I remember you. You're that girl who almost hit her forehead on that tree branch, right? That clumsy girl."

I formed my hands into fists. When I first saw him, I can see how angelic his face was, but it's different now. He's a devil. I can now see how the other side of his lips curled up as he stared at me with smugness.

"Dorothy, show respect to the Young Master, Mr. Gabriel Bertrand." Armand spoke with authority. The Young Master? He is the Young Master Mrs. Cruz was referring to? I never knew Mr. Bertrand had a son like him. I didn't bother trying to check about his family because I only cared about his story. I only knew he has a child and a wife, but I never thought that it would be this Gabriel Bertrand. But now that I knew who his son is, I also need to pay respect to him. Even though he doesn't deserve such respect.

I slightly bowed at the Young Master. I can now feel the weird sensation down my urinary tract and I felt like I couldn't control myself anymore.

"So you two-" The Young Master still has something to say but I hurriedly went downstairs with my head down and passed by them. I already felt the embarrassment right now but it'll surely be more embarrassing if I peed in my position there. Mrs. Cruz earlier already showed me where the restroom is so I knew where it is located. I hurried inside and let out a sigh of relief when I successfully arrived here and sit on the toilet bowl before I could even pee.

When I finished using the restroom, I immediately went out. The Young Master's probably mad at me right now. I was being disrespectful! I left without even trying to excuse myself!

I arrived at the staircase where the Young Master stood earlier but he wasn't there. I only saw Armand who's coldly staring at me with his arms crossed. He was looking impatient even though it didn't take 5 minutes after I left.

"The Young Master hates disrespectful, Dorothy. And what you did earlier is unacceptable." He coldly stated and walked to my direction which made me gulp. Am I gonna get fired in my first day of work?

I felt the roughening of my skin when he leaned in closer to me and whispered on my ear.

"When it's time for the maid's wake up call, the Young Master wants to see you outside his room." He stated. I gulped. Why would the Young Master want to see me?

"Remember, he wanted to see you first when he wakes up. Do you get me?" He emphasized and his face moved away.

"W-why?" I asked, stuttered. The Young Master will probably give me a punishment. But what could it be? Or maybe he'll be the one to fire me. 

I went to my room bringing something heavy on my chest so I can't help but to hold unto it. I wasn't able to sleep well because I've been overthinking all night. I am afraid if they decide to fire me. I wouldn't be able to find a job that has high salary. 

4:00 AM is our wake-up call, and by that, the head housemaid would ring some sort of a bell to wake us up. But I set the alarm at 3:30 AM so I could still prepare and rush to Young Master's room immediately.

But it's already 4 AM and I've been standing outside his room but he hasn't shown himself yet. I decided to sit on the floor as I lean my back against a wall. I didn't realize that I've fallen asleep while I waited in this position.

"Hey, you lazy girl!!!" I immediately opened my eyes when a loud voice woke me up. When I was able to discern the manly voice's face, I stood up and stood straight right away. But I felt dizzy so I fell out of balance, and I felt someone's arm around my waist, preventing me from falling. I was confused at first, because the Young Master was standing infront of me with his arms crossed and knotted forehead. Who caught me? 

When I felt okay, I shifted my gaze on the man who caught me who's actually looking at me. His arm was still wrapped around my waist so I pushed him. I suddenly felt my cheeks flushed because of the embarrassment. Why didn't I notice Armand here?

"Tsk, now aren't you such a flirt?" The Young Master clicked his tongue and shook his head. I felt my blood boiling as I shifted my gaze on him. What is wrong with him? He easily judged a person based on what he saw. 

"T-thank you, Armand." I said as I looked down. There's no response from him and excused himself, leaving me and the spoiled brat here. Well, he's no longer a man of my dreams because he's an assh*le. 

I thought he would fire me, but when he started to command me like getting something from the kitchen all over again, I noticed that he just wanted to make me give up. The kitchen's d*mn far from his room and imagine going down and up the stairs countless times! Who wouldn't get so annoyed? 

He told me to get inside his room and clean some mess. I can't help but gasp at the sight of his room! Is this even a bedroom? This seemed like our whole house! Here's a kitchen, a bathroom, hell, this is already another house! Was he even serious? He told me to get his breakfast below when I can just cook here! Is he stup*d or really plain stup*d?

"Young Master, your room does not have even a speck of dust here. And everything is arranged. What am I supposed to do here?" I tried to calm myself. 

"Use your head, woman. Every problem has a solution. When there's no solution, then that's not a problem." He shrugged as he picked a remote and sat on the sofa. He turned on the tv and watched a show. 

"Young Master, I already told you there's no problem. So how can I even think of a solution?" 

"Silly. Make a problem." He glanced at me and smirked before he faced the TV again. I sniffed hard and closed my eyes as I formed my hands into fists. He's a stubborn brat, there's no denying it. I never thought I could be this angry in my entire life. I was never been and this is exactly my first time! 

I immediately knew what he meant by his words so I did as what I am told. The things that were arranged, I disarranged them. I made a mess and he d*mn liked what I am doing! He just watched me as I ruined his things. Something flashed on my mind. I showed an evil smile which made him frown. He obviously realized that I'm about to do something crazy right now. 

"Hey, hey, hey, woman! What the hell are you doing?" He stood up from his seat when I picked up the closest thing on the table that I can possibly tear. I don't know what this really is but I think it's already crumpled. For a rich man like him, this crumpled paper would be probably nothing and it would be alright to tear it.

"Oh no you definitely shouldn't do- f*ck it, woman!" 

I tear it to pieces. The smile of smugness shown on my face faded and it was replaced with anger. I imagined this paper to be him. I wanna crush him with my own hands. I wanna tear him apart. He's making me so mad right now!

The Young Master showed a surprised look, but suddenly, it was replaced with a death and scary glare. His eyes darkened as he walked closer to me. I gasped when he held my jaw tightly like he wanted to crush it with his bare hand. I felt fear for the first time in my entire life. Fear that I may end up lifeless. 

My dream guy, I thought he's an angel, but he's actually a devil in disguise.