Chapter 2

Linda called me and let me know that I got the job. I GOT THE FUCKING JOB! I am beyond ecstatic. But one thing was bothering me since I had that conversation with Mr. Laverne regarding my job. How could he trust someone as young as me with his young and beautiful granddaughter? Me, a young guy, with raging hormones! Not that I am saying that I am a pervert and will try to grope her or something, but logically speaking, shouldn't he be wary of stuff like that?

But I guess I shouldn't question it. I need the job and I need the money. He did promise me a large amount of money. Much larger than I expected. I wonder how difficult it was to deal with Rose Laverne if they were willing to pay this much money to take care of her.

I got dressed in my nicest clothes and headed to the mansion.

"Ah, Liam you've arrived," Linda said in an unusually cheerful tone. She even smiled at me. Well, that's just weird. "Please come in. Mr. Laverne had been waiting for your arrival."

I went inside and greeted him. "Your background information came back squeaky clean. Are you sure you are up for this job?" he asked.

Huh? Was he hoping I had a criminal history? What kind of man was he exactly?

"Yes sir," I said.

"Great. Now I must warn you. Rose is not your typical young woman. You'd have to be stern with her. Do not let her push you around. And do not get intimidated. She can smell your fear," Mr. Laverne said.

Just who the fuck was this girl? Smell my fear? Was she some type of Demoness?

"I will not be intimidated by her," I said and kept my facial expression neutral.

"Great. Linda, be a dear and go fetch Rose so they can be properly introduced," Mr. Laverne said.

I sat next to him and waited anxiously. I wondered if she was as beautiful as her picture.

Rose Laverne stormed right in. She completely ignored my existence and looked directly at Mr. Lavern then glared at him.

"What the fuck do you want, old man? I am busy," she sneered.

Well damn. Such a mouth. However, the picture doesn't do her justice. She was even more beautiful than her photograph. Foul mouth and all.

"Ah, my lovely child. Let me introduce you to Mr. Liam Maxwell," he said and pointed at me.

She finally acknowledged me. She looked at me with such contempt that I felt a shiver down my spine. This first impression thing isn't going so well.

"Well, nice to fucking meet you pretty boy. Can I go now old man?" she asked Mr. Laverne.

"Patience, sweetheart. Our introduction isn't over yet. Liam will be assisting you wherever you go now. Think of him as your personal assistant and a bodyguard. He will make sure that you show up for work on time and other various activities to keep your life in order. In other words, with his extensive real-life experiences, he will teach you how to live like a normal human being. And not a spoiled princess," Mr. Lavern finished his introduction and paused for her reaction.

Rose looked at me, then looked at him. She suddenly burst into laughter as if it was the funniest thing she ever heard. Ah, the sound of her laughter was beautiful even though it had a slight mocking undertone to it.

"You are so funny, Grandpa. You are shitting me, right?" she asked.

"I am afraid I am not shitting you, dear child," Mr. Lavern calmly stated.

"You are telling me that this loser is going to follow me around everywhere? What the fuck, Grandpa? And why would I allow that?" Rose demanded to know.

"Well child, since you chased away all of your professional tutors and life coaches, I figured I should hire someone who has had experiences with real hardship. Someone who knows the value of money and life. Which you clearly do not possess. And as far as you allowing is concerned, you have no choice. You live under my roof, spending my money. I have no problem with that but you need to learn how to do it properly and not blow through it like it's nothing," Mr. Laverne concluded.

Bravo old man bravo. You tell the spoiled princess who is the boss!

"Well, fuck off! And fuck you too bitch boy!" she pointed at me and said.

I cleared my throat. I can't stay quiet anymore. "I hope our time together turns out to be valuable, Rose. We might even become best friends if you give me a chance!" I flashed her my brightest grin.

"Not if I murder you in your sleep," she said harshly and stormed off.

"That went well," I said sarcastically.

Mr. Laverne laughed. "I am glad you think so. It'll only get worse from here. Are you still sure you are up for this?"

Hell yeah, I was. If I can't handle this spitball of fire I should just give up on everything else. I won't back down. Never have and never will.

The next day, I showed up at the mansion again, ready to confront Ms. dragon lady.

"Rose didn't get out of bed yet. She won't until it's late but Mr. Lavern would like her to have breakfast with him and report to the office so he can teach her about his business. She is his sole heir after all," Linda said.

"Oh? Should I wait for her to wake up then?" I asked.

"Wait? Oh no. There's no time. Go into her room and drag her out," Linda said casually.

"Excuse me?" I was shocked. "Drag her out? She is not a kid though?"

"No, but she is worse. This was my job but I am slowly losing my strength. So now it's your job to do this," Linda said impatiently.

This didn't feel right. Forcing a girl wasn't my forte. Even if the girl was a total brat.

"Don't worry about the whole... forcing a girl isn't right, crap," Linda said as if she read my mind. "She is not a girl, she is a witch. You'll find out soon enough. Just don't hurt her obviously," she added.

"But...I am a guy and is it really okay for me to barge into a girl's room like this?" I was still hesitant.

"Do you want this job or not?" Linda sounded more impatient. "This is Mr. Lavern's direct order."

Shit...her grandfather is as crazy as she is. Trusting me into her bedroom like this. But I gotta do it if I want the job.

"I got this," I said and headed to her room.