In love with a maid??

Chapter 5 Elias's P.O.V.

After I finish getting ready I head downstairs for breakfast.

"Good morning." I greet everyone sitting on the table.

Besides the usual people I saw, I notice the girl who was in my room not so long ago.

I could tell she was the new maid.

Reason number 1-I've never seen her in my life before indicating she was new around here.

Reason number 2-the maid uniform she wore.

Reason number 3-The tray of fresh fruits she carried in her hand.

I sit down and begin to eat.

"Elias have you met our new maid?" My grandmother questions.

"Her name is Analia, she's really hardworking." She adds. She gives her a warm smile, Analia smiles back.

I roll my eyes inside my head, they couldn't see it, but I guarantee you I was indeed doing it.

Yeah I met her, when she decided to throw a glass of water in my face for fun and amusement!

I nod and offer my grandmother a false smile. She smiles back probably not noticing mine was fake.

"Analia will you be kind enough to bring the salad when you finish with that." My grandmother asks kindly.

"Yes Mrs. Richardson." She replies, placing the fruits on the table and walking back into the kitchen.

"Where in the world is Emily?, she never comes down to eat anymore this is why she's so boney and skinny, I swear this girl is always getting on my nerves." My grandmother complains throwing her hands up in the air.

I chuckle while shaking my head, "well grandma I'll see you later. I'm off to Bradley's house, and try not to get a heart attack because of Emily's." I advise standing up.

"Very well." She answers. "And I'll need patience for that." She adds in reference to my Emily comment.

I smirk. Turning around to continue walking I step on something.

"Oww!" I hear a voice whine as I trip falling onto the owner of the voice.

That moment I realized I had stepped on a foot.

Once I open my eyes I find myself on top of the one and only Analia.

Great!

This is just damn great!

Of course it has to be her.

It is always her!

First the water now this. Why the hell did she have to be in the damn way right when I stood up?

Why does she have to be so clumsy when I'm always around her, like seriously, come on?!

"Dammit." I mutter under my breath not caring if she heard it or not.

There was barely any space in between. Our faces were inches away.

     However, once she opened those beautiful dark green eyes I couldn't help but get lost in them.

It was like they wanted to tell me something.

The way she would look into my eyes made me feel as if she wanted to look into them forever.

Her eyes showed she had a thing for me.

I know this because whenever she looked into my eyes for a long amount of time I swear I could see a spark, and not just any spark you know.

So the new maid must have a thing for me huh.

Well my friend, there was only one way to find out.

I slowly begin to lean in closer towards her face.

Yeah, you might be thinking I'm crazy, but I know what I was doing.

I always know what I'm doing.

She froze, her eyes widened, and her cheeks began to turn a tomato red.

I stop midway and smirk.

Bingo, she does indeed like me.

That's how you know deep inside she wanted to kiss me, she didn't make any type of move what so ever to prevent the kiss that could've happened, therefore she was going to allow it if it did happen which obviously won't ever happen.

And that is one of the many strategies I use to figure out if a girl likes me or not.

It's actually common sense if you think about along with the rest of my strategies.

So think about it.

If you don't want something to occur and you have the power to stop it in any way, you'll take the chance to at least try to prevent whatever it is that might happen, wouldn't you not?

But if you do want something to occur, even with the power in your hands to stop it, you wouldn't use it because deep inside you truly want it to happen.

Aren't I clever.

Yes, yes you are Elias.

Well then this'll be real fun for me. Taking a piece of salad from her hair I gently caress her cheek.

With my charming smile I jump up certainly leaving Analia clueless as to what just happened moments ago.

Dusting off the imaginary dust from me I smile proudly.

"Well I guess someone is a bit clumsy today!" I state with loud joy enough for everyone to hear.

I then walk towards the door without helping her up or cleaning the mess I made.

I didn't even look back to see if she was okay. Or ask if she was alright. I didn't need to. She didn't mean anything to me.

Therefore I shouldn't care what happens to her.

Plus she's a maid even if I did recognize I caused the mess and that I had to clean it, cleaning was her job not mine.

So it didn't really matter if I left it there. She wasn't going to say anything, my grandmother would never allow her beloved, grandson to do an employee's job.

I was rich, living the good life, enjoying myself like I should, getting everything and everyone I wanted whenever I wanted, and that's all that mattered.

I had no responsibilities, no worries, or anything to stress nor overthink about because I was rich.

Rich people don't care or give a damn about anything or anyone if it doesn't involve, include, or relates to money.

Money was all us rich people needed in order to satisfy themselves for the rest of their life.

Bradley was right, 'a rich life is indeed the best life one could ever ask for'.
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Authors's Notes.

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