...."Is that guy who treats you like trash really better than me or are you willing to forever remain ignorant until you get hospitalized for his sake?".His eyes burned in anger, he had told himself to handle this rationally, but the words that came...
"Yeah it's me". I rubbed my tired face with my palm, so much for a break, I scowled in my heart, I hate it when people make decisions without my consent.
"Didn't you get what I said? You're my manager yes, but you still need to seek for my opinion before doing something like this, changing my housekeeper out of the blue could put my safety at risk ...." I scolded obviously annoyed.
"I understand, but you don't have to worry, the new person doesn't know who you are, she's skilled and smart too, if you still feel uncomfortable about her, there's tons of replacements out there.."
"Phil, is there really anyone in this city who doesn't know me, if I dislike this person even at the slightest, I'm firing her."
I said still pissed, I'm popular, there's no one who doesn't know me from their TVs.
"She'll be there soon, just act rationally and don't scare her away, she doesn't seem like she'd cause you any trouble, so be patient, I'll see you at work". *Beep.
I threw the phone on the chair and sighed, it better be worth it, I turned towards the kitchen with a frown, my fridge must be emptied out by now.
"Don't you have a house of your own?". I asked the individual ravaging my kitchen.
I'm still angry and she's not helping matters.
She brought out her small head and peaked at me, her long black hair was scattered and she was only in a small dress, knowing her, she'd probably leave the house like that.
Her hands were filled with bags of chips and she used her teeth to hold the rest that her hands couldn't carry.
"Becky you can't just take things without my permission, go home, mum must be missing you."
I took the bags from her hand and dropped them on the table, she glared at me with her blue eyes , I smiled making her even more pissed.
Her expression calmed me down but got her even more irritated, I love annoying people who annoy me.
"This is my home too , I don't need your permission to take anything out from it, plus I can stay as long as I want, it's not like you'll eat them anyway, watching your diet and stuff, you have to keep your body image in check, I don't have to do any of that my dear".
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Rebecca Philips, aged 25.
She stated in an irritating voice, it was my bad telling her and her mother my door code, they only come to fulfill their personal desires.
"You're acting like a child, you know that right?."
I walked away from her in annoyance, if I keep up this conversation I'll just ruin the rest of my day and she'll report me to mum.
"Yeah, I love you too, I'm leaving now, buh-bye". I excorted her to the door helping her with some of her bags. (Potato chip bags).
I opened the door for her like a gentle man, and showed her the way out, I really wanted her to leave.
She took her bags and smiled then she kissed my cheek and ran out.
"Love you!". She laughed before running towards her car at the garage.
When she was out of sight, I turned my head towards the left, I noticed a familiar figure wearing a uniform completely lost in thoughts.... Why did she seem so familiar, where exactly- right, the girl from the restaurant that night, why is she here.
SAMANTHA'S POV....
They seemed so happy together, could it be his girlfriend, she's lucky, I don't remember behaving like that with Elijah.
I turned towards the door only to notice the man still standing there, wow, he's tall, I thought.
"Good morning, you must be Mr.Philips , I'm Samantha, Samantha Greenfield the new house keeper". I introduced with a slight bow.
"Yes, so you're the housekeeper?" . He asked , not really for a verification, it sounded more like he was surprised, is there a reason why I can't be his housekeeper?.
"Come in". He said moving away from the door and I entered.
Like a lost kitten, I started looking around the house, beautiful was an understatement, the furniture, the lighting,the owner... Perfect.
"I might not be around everytime, I have a very busy schedule, the code for the door is 4****, come whenever and do your job".
Just like that?, he would just hand me his code like that.
"Is there anything I should know, your preferences or anything you want to be particular about".
I asked, I wanted to do a good job, so he'll pay well, his apartment must've cost a fortune since the area is very secluded and quiet, my pay must be good too"
"What do you want as your pay?". He asked. I get you have the money sir, but throwing a question like that, I can tell you anything. I want to be that rich , so I can ask such risky questions.
"Whatever it is you can offer sir". I replied, I don't want to be seen as a greedy person.
"How about 4000 dollars per month?-". "*gasp!. 4000 dollars?!."
That will help me out a lot, Gabe's tuition is a check, although I might not have much leftover at the end of the year because of the bills, and loan sharks on Elijah's neck, well since he put my name for his loans, they're actually on MY neck.
After doing my mental analysis, this pay should be good alongside my other jobs, although I might be able to drop them after a while, if Elijah quits gambling I mean.
"So , I'm guessing it's enough for you, I'll decide if I want to pay you daily or monthly, when I do, I'll get back to you, everything you need is available for you". With that, he left.
NICHOLAS'S POV...
I'd have offered more than that, it's not like she'll reject it, from our conversation that day, she has a lot of debts thanks to her boyfriend....
Would it be inappropriate of me to ask if they've broken up?....
How come she doesn't recognize me, I know I was wearing a mask but what about that Mr.Sun thing, if I tell her about it, she'd probably feel embarrassed.
I smiled remembering everything.
Why am I even thinking about it anyway, she works for me now, she also has a boyfriend.
I laid on my back on the bed and slid my hand through my smooth black hair and sighed.
Nick don't pursue what you can't get-
Ring~ ring~
"Has she arrived yet, what do you think, did she squeal or anything?, she's your type right? I know I can never be wrong, did she recognize you?". My nosy manager asked.
"No, she didn't recognize me, this is the last time though, avoid changing my housekeeper without my consent ". I frowned.
"Sure sure, I got it, you must like her, you owe me for my perfect selection, that's why I'm your manager anyway, you can only get better like this, I won't bother you anymore now, see you at work ,chow!" *Beep.
I cut the call with a smile on my face, why was I.....happy?
