Kill Me Quick

Chapter 8

I woke up at around six after struggling to sleep at night. Rose had already prepared breakfast for Mr. Lauder who had already left by the time I left my room.

"How do you like your coffee dear?" Rose asks when I sit on the counter.

"No, no. it's fine. I'll make my own coffee. you don't have to do that." Rose treats me as a guest instead of an employee who's beneath her. Rose just laughs off as she makes two cups. She places one in front of me and takes a seat on the other side of the counter.

"You know you are technically like my manager or something, right?"

"I'm retiring, dear. And you are a sweet girl." Rose praises, making me smile. I take a cookie from a plate and take a bite, making me release a moan.

"What did you put in this?" Rose laughs before listing the ingredients she used. "Mr. Lauder said something about me fitting some clothes since I'll be next to him a lot."

Rose nods as she chews her cookie. "Since I'm old, I couldn't go on trips with him or follow him around. I mostly did the housework. I had to look for a person who'd keep up, but he suggested you." She lets out a fond laugh. "More like demanded really. I looked you up after Jay gave me your resume and it was a done deal." To say I'm shocked is an understatement.

"He asked for me to fill in the position?"

"The master is really sensitive with who gets close to him, let alone touch him. So, when he said your name, I was really saved the trouble and a bit shocked." She takes a sip as I ponder on her words. "I'm curious dear, how did you two meet?"

"Well, I had a gig at Humphrey Wellington Country Club with my roommate. I happened to be sent to a room where Mr. Lauder was changing. He asked for a shirt, I gave it to him and directed him around the room since it seemed unfamiliar to him." I explain. Sarah nods along before thinking.

"What room number was that?"

"Uh, let's see. I think it was 836?" I ask almost unsurely.

"But he's been in that room a lot of times. He prefers 840, for future reference but he sometimes goes to that."

"So, he knew every corner of that room?" I ask in shock.

"I'd like to believe so. You see, our master is really specific with details." Sarah says just before the bell rings. She looks at the small watch on her left wrist before getting up. "Those must be the stylists. I'll send them up to your room." She says. I nod and pick up the now empty cups on the islands. I rinse them and place into the dishwasher.

I rush up to my room and open the door wide for the three smiling faces.

"Hello. Come on in." I tell them.

A man who seems to be in his thirties starts talking. "Hello Lily, I suppose." He pauses and I nod, and his smile gets wider. "Oh, good. I was really hoping it was you. You already look gorgeous." He praises making me look down, embarrassed.

"Oh, I'm Larry, and these are my assistants. Leah and Cleah." He introduces the two women who I now notice their cunning resemblance.

"Hi." They both say as they get into my room each pulling a large suitcase.

"Leon will be joining us soon to teach you all about make-up and will also style your hair." I nod as I shut the door behind them.

The suitcases are opened, and the twins take out about a million pieces of clothes. I notice that there are different colors, but most are in black or white.

"So, to do this, we can show you what we picked out for the office days as per Luka's request then we can show you for dinners and other things." Larry explains. "If you don't like the clothes we can change them too. you need to be comfortable and confident. Sarah did say you are a size six. So, we brought all the clothes in that size." He continues as he picks up a black pencil skirt. He adds a white shirt and hands it to me, telling me to try it on. The next two hours go on the same as we find all possible matches to clothes until my feet hurt. All the clothes and shoes look good on me and I quite like them. Too bad I'll be leaving them when I'm done.

"And now for the final dress..." I scrunch my face in confusion. We have already checked the dinner dresses, which might I add, were really gorgeous. I've noticed all were in black or different shades of red. Larry takes out a bag that was put aside and gets a box from it then removes a rose gold dress making me gasp a little. He places the dress delicately on the bed laying it across.

We hear a knock on the door and Cleah goes to open it. Sarah gets in with a tray full of biscuits as Maria follows with some drinks. She looks at the full room gives me a funny look making me giggle. An unfamiliar man walks behind them with a shopping bag and a plastic suitcase.

"Thought you might be a bit hungry." Sarah says. We all thank her before Larry introduces Leon. Three hours later, after a short class on make-up and skin care then making my hair, drains me. Leon leaves too and I sit in front of my dresser as I look at a new version of me. My hair looks fuller, and I have bangs now.

A knock. "Come in." my breath gets knocked out when I see who it is. "Sir." I call, breathlessly. I never expected him to come in here. Wanting to thank him for all the clothes, I move closer to him. Way closer than required.

"I love everything. Thank you." I whisper. He doesn't move or say anything.

"What color are your eyes?" He asks.

"Uh, hazel."

"Hazel." He repeats. for a second I want to put my hands on him, take his and place them on my face, so he can study me as much as I do him. "I have a dinner meeting which you should attend tomorrow. Then after we'll be traveling. I expect you to be in your best behavior Lily."

I take in one last breath, inhaling his addictive cologne then move back to give him some personal space. "Yes, sir." Luka Lauder is my boss. I should get a fucking grip.

With that he turns and leaves leaving me alone in my room.

"Leah and Cleah had already taken the liberty of putting everything away so my room is pretty much clean. I go downstairs to fix a quick dinner for myself.

"Okay, now I'm officially jealous." Maria says as she points at my hair. I find her putting away the leftovers making my stomach grumble and we laugh. We start talking about different topics as I eat until it is time for bed.