Billionaire's Maid

One

Roseni Silva

I sat there staring up at the beautiful skyscraper of New York City and sighed letting my mind wonder off again yeah again. Why my life? Life can be unfair at times and all the baggage that it brings with it, lots and lots. Sometimes I wonder what have I ever done to deserve the cruelty, the beating, slapping, tortures etc. the list could go on, sometime I wish I can just disappear in thin air and never be spoken of again but only God knows. Since my mother had passed away things had taken a dramatic turn, starting with my father who I very much loved but day after day I am loosing that fatherhood figure. I don't hate in fact I had started to despise him, I know that may sound harsh but he had been giving me a reason to do so.

He doesn't care about anything anymore always goes with whatever the she Wolf says and oh, I am sorry you might be wondering who I meant by that, my so called step mother Beatrice.
The things I had owned were taken from me, my car, jewellery, my room And some of my cloths. Most be wondering why ? well let me tell you.

You see we're a middle class family US Carter's, my dad's business went into a great crisis and a good sum of money was greatly spent in order to get the business back on its feet. So Beatrice had decided to sell out some my good things leaving me with barely anything that I had struggled for. I still had to take up a part time job, really anything that was available in order to keep myself going. Not to mention my university save up which was on my name was also taken away, I cried so much and complained to my father but this was his overall answer

"Roseni your mother and I have no other choice but to use it and pay off the debts that are building up on us, no more say into this matter that's final and in future do as your mother say or else ..." he walked out. Or else what?

Since that incident I couldn't go to college because of money. With what I gain secretly I had been taking night courses online majoring in BSc Business and Accounting.

I had decided to move out of the main house into a little cottage at the far corner of the house, which I thought would be best until I save up quiet a good amount of money and move out of this hell hole, it's like a living hell here. So, I had found this job which I am currently working at about a month now. It's alright not the best but I could live with it for a while. I am not complaining or anything it pays well not a lot but just enough. I had made good friends there Emily, Ronda and Lady Liz. Lady Liz is the head of the house maid. We work in different positions at times, one in the kitchen the other laundry, garden etc. My spot is in the kitchen as I love cooking thanks to the woman that bore me. She was great a cook i miss you mama may your soul R.I.P.

My friends are cool and energetic somewhat weird but I like different, the only time I get to see them is at work; because my time is restricted by Beatrice I may be 21 but she likes to sniff around at lot.

I start at the earliest 6:30am, as the main boss of the house leaves at 7:30. He wants his breakfast to be ready beforehand. It's weird how I have not met him, all of his family I have met but not him. The girls tell me how hot, smart, sexy he is the looks that could put every angel to shame and ices to melt. Apparently he walks around with this frightening aura above him, which can bring you ten fit under if that was possible. Aah girls no more please that's what I would tell them as it gets too much sometimes.

Anyways, I am not the dating type, or into guys.... Wait let me clarify that before you think otherwise I am not gay or a lesbian alright? I am straight as a ruler, I know some ruler bends but I am a special type.

Bro brrz (phone vibrating)

" Hello "

"where the hell are you? I've been calling since.... " what do she mean since?

" get your ass back home I got visitors coming and you need to prepare dinner"

"but ...."

"no buts I need you Now! And hurry you got 4hours" what?!? And she hangs up on me Aaaarggh!

You know one thing I hate is being called by somebody and then they hung up on you not giving you a chance to say what you want to say, uugh.

Welcome to my world.