His Maid

Chapter 3

I was auctioned because a lot of people wanted me, I couldn't blame them though.

I was very close to 19 and I had curves in all the right places, long black hair and deep brown eyes. According to many I've met my beauty is calm yet obsessing.

After much struggle a man who was intent on buying me by all mean won and they pushed me over to him, all I had then was my journal and a pen I had stolen.

He took me to his car and asked me to sit at the back. The drive was to quiet and I wanted to get acquainted with my new owner.

"Where do you live?" "I live in Oklahoma but that's not where you are going. I bought you for my son and he lives in Texas, Dallas to be precise"

"Oh I thought you bought me for yourself" "uh no I don't really need maid, my name is Ryan by the way"

"Okay so like exactly how old is your son" "21" " then what does he need a maid for?" "Actually he'd say he doesn't need a maid but I think he does. He's been through a lot and the thought of him living all alone in that house doesn't sit right with me. He used to live in Boston but an incident made him move"

The rest our conversation went quite well and we arrived at his son's house who he identified as Caleb.

He brought me in and I was met with a perfectly handsome guy with black hair and a nicely chiseled face with only jeans on revealing his 6 packs and nice arms.

He was watching wrestling but turned to us when we walked in.
"Son this is um I'm (he realized he didn't know my name and turned to me for help but I pretended not to notice I didn't like my name so I wasn't sharing it) well this is your maid."

"You got me a maid and you don't even know her name,nice job" his dad rolled his eyes

"Yeah well you might not want her but you need her" "but–" "I'm leaving and she's staying" with that he opened the door, got out and left me with the monster he calls son.

I quietly went to sit on a chair across him and stared expecting him to talk. He continued watching wrestling but I knew he could feel my glare, finally he spoke

"Could you quit it" "quit what?" "Quit staring" I looked away obediently but then I could feel him staring at me.

"What am I supposed to do with you" "I don't know why don't you fry me and eat me, like you don't know what a maid is for"

He seemed to get upset "hey look  I never sent my father to get me slut so you can't talk to me like that".

That was it,he had done it. No one and I mean no one had ever used that word on me and I was upset, I felt my face get hot as I fought back tears.

"I'll go check of your kitchen needs cleaning" I heard him get up and follow behind as I went to search for his kitchen.

"Hey look I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you" he apologized after grabbing my hand to stop me.

The deed had already been done though but I nodded as he made me sit next to him.

"I'm a lot to deal with and if I could release you from this I totally would. I have a terrible temper and sometimes I say things I don't mean. Let's start over, what's your name?"

"Call me whatever you want" he thought for a moment and then responded "How about Ari short for Ariana"

I liked in fact I loved it waaay better than Hephzibah so I nodded.

"Okay I'm Caleb; let me take you to the guest room" I got up and followed. The room was neat and beautiful.

"I wasn't expecting guests so I'll bring my soap for you to use and to change well, I'll get clothes for you tomorrow but for tonight you can wear my shirt if that's okay with you".

"Yeah thanks" "okay I'll be right back" when he left I put my diary in a drawer and admired my surroundings.

He came back with a big black t-shirt, soap,shampoo and lotion with small black shorts "the shorts are for my sister she forgot them last week, if you need me I'll be in the living room".

I got up and took the soap and shampoo to the bathroom so I could take a shower and wash my hair too.

The soap smelt sweet and manly and I loved his shampoo, when I was done a towel was hanging on the rack so I used it to dry myself then put on his shirt which smelt heavenly and then the shorts which were hidden beneath the shirt.

I wanted to ask him if he needed anything so I went back to the living room and I watched how his eyes grazed over me and I started getting uncomfortable so I cleared my throat to get his attention.

"Yes?" He responded as his eyes snapped back up to meet mine "do you need me to do anything?"

"Um not really but you can cook if you know how to" "I do, what would you like for dinner" "anything"

"Okay I'm please where is your washing machine I need to wash my clothes". "Uh what clothes exactly?" He asked raising a brow.

"The ones I took off" I responded self cautiously "throw them away" "what?" "It doesn't take a psychiatrist to figure out that you don't like your past and that is part of your past so throw it away"

"Okay... Thank you" I went to my room picked my diary and added Ryan's name to those I want to reward then I put a note under;

A new start for Ariana, Love please don't forget your mission no matter what happens.

I closed my book and fell asleep.