Maid to Serve Them

Chapter 7

 "That wasn't weird at all." I mumble to myself. I take the same side door back in and wrap around a room I'm not sure of to the kitchen. Heating plates are being started to give people a buffet style dinner.

"Miss Mooney lovely to see you again." Amber smiles, I love her accent.

"Good evening miss Bellamore."

She grins, "Just call me Amber, sugar. Do you want breakfast or dinner?"

"Breakfast please." She goes to the fridge and grabs a plate uncovering it and sticking it in the microwave. It's a plate of eggs and bacon which works for me.

"Just so you know I only work from five p.m to midnight. I leave lots of options in the fridge to be reheated." She hands me the plate.

"Good to know and you can call me Wrenly."

"I like it, it's a unique name. Anything interesting happen yesterday?"

I hold a neutral expression, "Not particularly."

She bites her lip, "There are no secrets around here, too much staff running around. With only three women for the thirty men who work here." She taps a finger, then sighs, "Fine I'll tell first. Mr. Von Don and I have been a thing since he was a valet."

I blink at her, then wipe the crumbs from my mouth, she holds out her hand for the empty plate. "I'll let you know when I sleep with someone." I bite my lip, "Harry seems nice."

Amber rolls her eyes, "Too nice. I've had him a few times. He's in Cami's bedroom at least once a week."

I want to be grossed out, but there's literally barely any options. Who knows what the previous head of estate looked like. "Who's the best?"

She grins happy to be spreading gossip, "Jacob who works in the vineyard, the vineyard workers all live locally so they don't stay here. But they sure do love to party with us."

I giggle, I highly doubt he can compare to the twins. "I'll keep him in mind. What do we do on Tuesdays and Thursdays? I'm scheduled to be off."

"We go to Sacramento, Redding, even L.A. sometimes. Just depends," She shrugs, "Tomorrow a bunch of us are going to the beach, want to join?"

"Yes, that sounds great!" I check my watch, five forty five p.m, "I better check in for the day, see you later!"

"Bye sugar."

I go straight to the office, and knock on the door. "Sir?"

"Come in?" I hear some knocking, Cami saunters out of the office licking her lips and shoulder checking me.

"Oops," she snarls sauntering away.

I don't make eye contact with Mr. Von Don, who he fucks or doesn't is none of my business. "Good evening," I tell him.

"The masters were pleased with both your cleaning and services. You will clean until midnight, starting in the foyer, sitting room, and lounge. At eight p.m be upstairs for the rooms, at midnight you'll be serving in the sitting room and pool house, wherever you're needed. No office cleaning tonight. Report to me at this time tomorrow."

I nod, "Have a good night sir."

I get my cart, and do exactly as I'm told, I only have time for the foyer, sitting room, and a quick vacuum of the lounge.

I'm wary as I go to the bedrooms, Henry is in his room, I do my best to avoid running into him.

"Tomorrow start in Bridger's room," he growls.

"Yes master." I don't dare correct him that I'm off work tomorrow.

"Change which room you start in everyday. Eric should have told you." I say nothing. "Did he tell you?"

"No master. He said clean the rooms at eight p.m."

"Fine. Do as I told you and rotate them."

"Yes master." I hold back my tears until he storms out of the room, and then I let them fall. Holy shit he's scary.

I see Cami strut out of Bridger's room as I go to enter, she looks at me smugly. I want to say I had him yesterday, but I hold my tongue.

Bridger is sprawled across his bed looking like he just got fucked. I avoid him and just clean.

"I thought you'd start with mine today." He says annoyed, like perhaps he only fucked her in hopes to get caught. Well two can play that game.

"Yes master Henry just told me that." I snap fussing with the curtains.

"Are you jealous?" He purrs from just behind me.

I step away from him, "Disgusted." I snap and start taking the sheets of his bed. I really don't want to touch them. Bridger goes into the bathroom slamming the door. And this is why you don't fuck your bosses.