A New Maid And A Beautiful Bachelor Don't Mix!

A New Maid And Beautiful Bachelor Don't Mix!:[12]: Getting Closer?

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Well this is pleasant. I thought as I inwardly roll my eyes. I can barley breath in this dense air for Christ sake. Of course I would forget that my carelessness might have caused a slight alarm of sorts, but I didn't expect it to turn out like this. Apparently I need to think more before I jump into situations that involve me running off like the overly dramatic actress that I am.

I had expected myself to be welcomed back to the mansion like any other day. Just walk in, hand my bags to Lion, the butler and go on with the daily chores. But it was different this time. Oh how much different it was.

Instead of being greeted by the old kindred spirit of the butler, I'm faced with three very stunned, and surprisingly worried faces of the Myths, who were all one sitting in the enormous room that they thought of as the small lounge area. I guess being rich makes you think that a room big enough to hold four couches, a mega sized flat screen TV and full on bar with its own personal bartender was good enough to be consider a small relaxing space. I felt like doing a face implant with the wall to wonder how I ever got this job.

Yet, before I could even inch over to the wall and act out my actions, I notice Dagan move right beside me, his attire quite professional looking than his 'model' wear as he so proclaimed.

His clothing consisted of a black suite, black polished shoes, a black vest with expensive looking buttons that were surly pure, and a blue tie that happened to reflect his eyes. With his hair slicked back to finish it off, you might have thought he was already the owner of his father's company, even though he was still attending a college that only accepted the most elite souls through its doors.

Trying not to gawk at his strange, but fitting appearance, I glance over to the Myths again. My eyes gaze over and land on one certain demon child catching my eye as she continued to stare at me. My jaw almost drops when I see the expression that was planted on her little childish face.

She looked relieved.

Little Elli, the demonic child that was hell bent on making the world her own personal playground for her twisted games looked relieved to see me. Shocker.

Standing there, I find myself practically shaking my head at the image. Of course my absence would bother her; I was her nanny after all. I was the one that would take her for walks, bring her food, and clean up her toys after she had successfully set up her own full out battlefield of dolls against stuff animals. Which to say sadly, the dolls won after they were thrown across the room while being set on fire.

Those poor souls, the stuffed animals never saw it coming.

Though, that was a great day to test out that unused button on the phone dial that happen to be made pacifically for the fire department. The Myths are always a step ahead for these kinds of things I guess.

After a few moments of reviled looks and awkward silences, I inwardly pray for something to drastic the attention away from me.

Thankfully one god wasn't upset with me today.

"Apparently you were missed." Dagan remarks from beside me, confusing me before I look back to see Elli jump off her seat and come running at me full speed with the intention to kill. I guess I should have enjoyed my moment of peace with her before I was met with a sudden death.

"Where were you?!" Was all I could manage to hear before I found the air from my lungs being forced out of my body by the impact of the small girl. What the heck was she made out of? Bricks?!