Michael stared of into the distance as the dirty and rather scruffy man had left. He didn't believe his eyes when he saw them. They just looked so cute in his eyes, so helpless, so frail. As if the smaller male could break so easily.
'How can someone of a lower class than him be so pretty?'
Still in a dazed Michael was snapped out by one of the maids who had a thing for him. She was a short women with pale skin and long, blonde hair styled into a bun. They where the definition of pretty if any man had seen her. But to him she was a mere servant who will do whatever he says. He didn't care about her not one bit, if she where to die than its her own fault for being so weak. Her name Halsey May.
She was a literally eye sore as she tried to sueduce him many times before. Trying too hard to get his attention, trying too hard just because she was a middle class citizen, trying too hard because he knows what she is really after. And it's wasn't his love or affection. Oh no Halsey only cared for his money and being able to live in such a luxury that she will never be able to afford.
Michael was sick and tired of her antics at this point. Maybe he should fire her? I mean there are already plenty of maids and butlers in his home. So losing one didn't really mean much.
He growls at her as she pouts leaving him alone. Michael sighs closing the door and a rush of his servants came to pick up thearge create. Moving it to the basement or the attic of the mansion. Soon his mind wonders off to the raven haired male once again.
He wishes to see them once more.
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Working Class
FanfictionMichael Myers is one of the richest names that anyone has ever heard of as that said man had owned more than what anyone could imagine. While Jake Park was a working class citizen where he had nothing but the clothes on his back. As they live in 180...
