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___11 months.
11 months until I'm free. Until I leave this fucking mansion. For most of my life I've been controlled by the Romanos. I barely even had a childhood. I had no friends, no parents, and hell I didn't even have my own home. Yeah, I've thought about ending it all but what's the fun in that. If I end my life now I won't see the good that will happen in the future. That's if there is any good in my future.
Will there be?
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"Why didn't you tell us this earlier" Valentina spoke first. She doesn't look to happy.
"We didn't know about this until late yesterday"Mrs. Romano answered.
"Who will be in charge of the mansion while you guys are away?" Here it comes, who will be in control of everything including me.
"Giovanni" Mr. Romano answers
"What, I'm the oldest! So why aren't I in charge? He doesn't even do anything. He doesn't even speak. Just look at him." Lorenzo slammed his hand on the table and yelled. No wonder your not in charge. I look over at Giovanni to see that he isn't even looking at them. He looks as if he's tired. He looks like he has so much to say but he keeps it all Inside, bottled up. One day that bottle of emotions is going to burst and it won't be pretty.
"Lorenzo yo-" Mr. Romano gets cut of by the sound of a chair being moved.
"May I be excused" Giovanni interrupted. I'm in shock and I think almost everyone else is because their jaws are practically hitting the floor. That was the first time in a long time that I've heard Giovannis voice. when I last heard his voice I was about 11 or 12 years old. His voice is attractive, deep but not to deep-
Wait why am I thinking about this now is not the time.
Giovanni walks toward the door way and me being me, a servant I bow. I don't like this a**hole very much but I'm a bit concerned about him.
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Everyone had left the dining room along with their messes. So I spent awhile cleaning after them. My legs and hands are aching. I need to go to my room and now.
I grabbed my phone and charger out of the kitchen. My foot steps echoed through the luxurious hallway making my way to my room. But I stop when i see some maids gossiping like old ladies.
"Oh my gosh really, he really sp-" one of the maids said but I stopped her before she could get another word out.
"Not very professional of you." I interrupted."how can the three of you sit there and chat and this area isn't even clean properly, perhaps you all don't mind being fired." I say while looking all three of them in the eye with a mean expression.
"I should have you know that gossip is not aloud in this house unless it's done by one of the Romanos." I state.
"We apologize Mr. Miller" I shut all three of them up.
"Your forgiven, back to work." I don't consider myself a mean person I just take my work seriously. That's because if they mess up it all comes back to me and ide be in big trouble.
I go up maybe 30 stairs, I should have just took the elevator. I finally make it to my room. I go into my room, close the door, and hop on my queen sized bed and snuggled with my stuffed animal that I named cuddles. Yes, I'm a 18 year old guy who still sleeps with and names their stuffed animals.
"I need a shower" I say aloud while putting my armpit to my nose. I go to my dresser that isn't too far from my bed. I grab a pair of black underwear and some joggers, I don't bother looking for a shirt. I walk into my bathroom and look for a band to put my hair in a little man bun. I turn on the shower and I make sure that the water is cold. I take off my clothes and throw them in the hamper that is in my bathroom and almost forgetting to take off my socks I get into the shower. Minutes later I get out the shower and rap my towel around my waist getting ready to take care of my skin. I wash my face with this face soap afterwards I applied coconut oil gently on my face. When finished I put a bit of Carmax on my lips and let down my wavy middle length hair. I go into my room and reconnect with my bed and cuddles once again.
I can't believe that bastard is going to be my master for 5/7 months. He's such a jerk. A big fat jerk. A jerk that I'm a bit concerned about. There is so much I don't know about this house or the people who own it. There family by blood but act like total stranger around each other. Not to mention I was completely shocked when I saw that slap mark on Giovannis face. Maybe I should... check on him? I shake my head about 4 times. No no no why would I wanna check on an as*hole like him. I won't.
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Ugh. Here I am standing in front of his door. I shake my head in disappointment. 'I'm such a dumbass' I thought.
Knock
Knock
Knock
I knocked three times and hear no reply so I just walked in.
"Young master?" I walk further into the room. Still not seeing anyone in the room
"Leave" he leaves his bathroom and enters the room with only a towel around his waist. I know that this is not what I came in here for but damn... his body looks very f**kable rn, and his hands are so attractive, everything about his looks is attractive except for that personality. I almost licked my lips but I stop myself and snap back to reality.
Giovanni sat on the edge of his bed with his legs slightly open and both hands on the bed supporting his body. "are you listening to me I said leave!" He slightly yelled. I think he's pissed.
"I just wanted to see if you needed anything and if your okay." I said while looking down at the floor but I can feel eyes on me as I let my words out.
I can see and hear his foot steps coming towards me and I look up. He pushes me against the door causing me to flinch. He then forces his hand against the wall, and looks me dead in the eye. I think I should have left the room when he asked me to.
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