Chapter 6 - New Home

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Lily

His home is most decidedly not a house. It's a mansion. Almost twenty times as big as the apartment. After we landed in Italy, a driver was waiting for us and drove us all the way here. 

When he pulls in the driveway, a young man in a black suit opens the door for us and we climb out. he looks at me suspiciously then looks at Thomas, a question in his eyes. 

"This is Lily." he introduces me to him. he turns to me. "Ben. My right hand."

Ben smiles and nods at me. He seems nice so I smile back. 

Thomas' eyes widen slightly. His smile says. "So you smile too." 

He motions to a woman in her late twenties. "That's Carla. She will show you your room."

She smiles widely at Thomas and nods before motioning me to follow. I have no choice but to follow her. she leads me into the mansion and through a number of hallways to a series of room. "This one is yours." she points the one to her right and opens the door. 

the room is fully furnished and faintly fragrant. The sheets seem new and everything fresh.

"How did you know i was coming?" i ask her.

"Master called. He ordered a room to be prepared for his guest."

She leaves me and i rest for a while. even though i'd slept on the plane.


two knocks. 

"Master calls you," Carla says when i open the door. she takes to a room in the same corridor. 

The door creaks open and Thomas is sitting behind a desk. a cup and a laptop open in front of him. he leans back when he sees me. 

"Carla, leave us."

Carla closes the door behind us. 

"Have you rested well?"

i nod. 

"Speak," he snaps. "Because i know you do. so stop acting dumb."

i flinch. "Yes." 

"It's time for you to tell me whether you want to work in the management or assist household."

When i say nothing, he says. "You didn't think i brought you here for nothing."

"I have no experience with technology or document management." i tell him. 

I don't know why but he smiles. "So household then."

"I have not problem with assisting household." i say. "That is if you want me to do it."

He picks up a receiver and says. "Come in."

Carla comes in almost immediately. "Show her the ways in the kitchen and give her something to do." he tells her. 

She smiles brightly and leads me to the lower level. and into a massive kitchen. she throws a pair of rubber gloves at my chest. this time when she smiles, there's nothing good about it.

"I don't know why he gave you the room in the upper floor but don't think that it will make you anything superior. "

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