Life As A Slave (1D FanFiction)

Meet Erin and Isabel

 —-Erin's POV——

"Hey, Erin". I swiftly turned around to see who called my name. It was Clara, she held a silver platter in her hand and she had one eyebrow risen. She glared at the knife I held in my hand that I nearly cut her with as I turned around. I quickly lowered it I apologizing knowing that if there was one person I didn't want to upset it was her.

"I need you to take this meal up to Master Liam's office on the third floor, now." She shove the platter into my hands and I quickly made my way out of the kitchen avoiding all eye contact. When I finally made it out of the oversized kitchen I let out a long sigh out. I let myself relax a little as I strolled my way to the elevator.

I was new to working kitchen duty. I use to be on maid duty but something in Master Liam's twisted mind decided it would be best if I worked on kitchen duty, it wasn't that bad but with maid duty I'd just hang out in a room for a while, clean it a little and everything would be good. But with kitchen duty everything was rushed and you never got time to rest or have a quick break.

Before I knew it I had managed to make it to the elevator and through the maze that is this mansion and was right outside of Master Liam's door. I quickly checked my appearance in the mirror that was outside of his office. If he noticed one thing about my appearance that he did not like or he thought was off he would either punish me for the imperfection or 'fix' it.

I fixed up my long blonde hair, making sure that it fell over my shoulders and fixed up my uniform. The uniform hugged my curves perfectly and showed off more cleavage than I would hope, but it's how Master Liam like it, so I had no choice but to wear it. I looked into my green eyes, a shade of grey had overtaken most of the green which showed how tired I was. My cheeks were red from all the work I've done today and my posture slouched a little more than I usually would, but other than that I looked close to perfect.

I was suddenly brought back to my surroundings when I heard a loud banging coming from behind the doors. Thinking that I had taken too long I quickly rushed back over to the door. I put my hand on the handle ready to turn the nob until I heard loud shouting coming from the inside.

His voice was like no other. His voice sent chills down my spine and made my blood run cold. Goose bumps rose on my skin and my mouth went dry to his words.

"I don't give a shit!" I removed my hand from the handle and pressed my ear to the cold metal door.

"They should know everything there is to know already!" Master Liam's voice was laced with anger and rage.

"Well it's going to take longer than we thought to get all the information out of them. They have to establish some form of trust before they will tell them everything." I could tell it was Niall just by his accent. He was the only Irish person I've ever met or Irish person in this mansion, so it was easy to establish that it was him.

Knowing that I probably shouldn't keep sir waiting any longer I knocked on the door. The arguing quickly quieted down as they both turned their heads to the door.

"Come in." Niall shouted.

I hesitantly opened the door, afraid of what could be waiting for me on the other side. I was greeted with the scent of pomegranate filling my lungs. The white room was decorated with red furniture that included a couch on the opposite end of the room, a chandelier that hung in the middle of the room by the roof. The light from the window that sat behind Master Liam's desk made the crystals shine and brought an aura of high class into the room. The white tiles on the floor were shiny enough to see my reflection off of. In the centre of the room laid a red mat that drew most of your attention, it sat underneath Master Liam's desk which looked to be made out of oak.