Everything was different and it all happened so fast to Jake as he was sold of to Michael for 2 million pounds. And now he had found himself in the luxurious Palace. It all happened so fast. Michael decides to buy him along with the workhouse and people but fired all the higher officials. Who were both enraged but felt terrified as they didn't want to end up in jail for not following the orders of someone who is more powerful than them.
As of now Jake was in a nice large room with fernature and a the softest bed he had ever laid on. But the problem was he was still dirty and didn't wear the proper attire. He still wore the old rugged shirt that he slept and worked in for many years now. And he was often mocked and insulted by this one maid who seemed to be obsessed with Michael. It shouldn't have bothered him but it did, it had hitted him hard.
"Halsey is being a bitch again isn't she." The head maid groans out. As the others nodded along with her. Jake was with them since he needed a change in clothes and to be bathed. Jake instally knew who they were complaining about. "I heard that Master Myers is planning on firing her if she continues with her egotistical attitude." The other said. He merely listened carefully to them talking before they brought him to the bathroom.
Something was off.
Where was Michael anyway? He was the one that had brought him here. So why wasn't he here himself? Did the man had other important deals to attend to? Knowing him it probably was.
Jake sighs out in disappointment as he looked at the hot tub full of boiling water. As he plopped himself in his skin burned as it was sensitive to this new environment of heat where it was use the freezing cold of the factory. But he had an unexpected visit of who he thought had left to deal with nessassey arrangements. Michael was at the door fully clothed and kneeled down to Jake admiring the young man. He began to help clean all the grime and dirt off of him. It felt refreshing to feel lukewarm water rising off the sutt and muck off of him.
Jake felt clean in his many years of existence. Michael was touching him in such a gentle way it made his heart flutter. He didn't know how to react to such kindness. "Thank you." Was all that he could say as Michael merely nods continuing to rinse Jake off of any soap. It was quite just how they liked it to be.
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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...
