His Slave

Chapter 1

Life isn't fair for some people and I'm tired of hearing that everything happens for a reason, I'm tired of waiting for good things to come. I'm gonna get out there and show the world with who she is messing, if the world is a she of course.

You see that optimism up there? It dissappear before two hours and if it isn't enough I have been looking all day for a job and I'm telling you that I'm tired of hearing the same things again.

We need someone with experience

You're too young to do this.

This is a gym for males, you can't work here.

You can't do it, it's to hard.

Or what other people said to me

We'll call you.

You look nice, wait for my call.

Well I'm gonna tell these people that I've been waiting for them to call for almost one week now. People underestimate you these days, I know I'm 22 but what tells them that I don't have experience.

How do they know that I haven't been working on a young age, because my parents were poor and they used to sell carrots in a corner of the road.Well, I haven't been working since I was little and my mum was a businesswoman, but that doesn't matter does it?

As far as they know my dad may have trained me at a farm to lift eggs, from eggs chickens, from chickens to cows and then trucks. I bet they would hired me at the gym if I could lift a truck.

You see these are the people I don't like and guys who say You're a girl you can't do this.

With stupid ideas on my head I walked at the bus station and waited for the bus to come.
I've been here for half an hour and there's no sign of any bus. Suddenly a tall man wearing a formal suit came there.

He looked like a serial killer to me, so I opened the newspaper I tried to find a job and pretend to be reading it, but I wasn't. I was looking every move of the man by a hole on the newspaper and he look okay and definitely not a serial killer.

He had black hair that were perfectly brushed and piercing green eyes. His jawline was  sharp and he was muscular and definetly taller than me.

I bet he was a bad boy on high school and his name is Tyler, Ryder or Blake, I mean, isn't that how all the bad boys are called?

"Are you looking for a job?" He asked facing me as I got my eyes off the newspapers hole.

"Umm yes,but how did you know?" I asked unsure if I wanted an answer. Maybe he is an FBI agent and tracked my calls. Did I do anything wrong for him to track my calls?

"From the newspaper" He respond pointing at it... or maybe he is just a normal person who happend to come from his work and waiting for the bus just like me.

He kept staring at me with a serious look plastered on his face as his cold green eyes made me feel uncomfortable so I just gave him a fake smile hoping he would get his eyes away from me, but he didn't. Now he was staring me right in the eye with his piercing green ones. His eyes attached to mine as I froze. I was feeling uncomfortable and I didn't knew what to do.

"What job are you exactly looking for?" He asked fixing his collar as I narrowed my eyes.

"Anything as long as it has a good salary" I respond as he nod and then pull his wallet of of his pocket.

"Here" He said handing me 100000 dollars "Be my maid and I'll pay you 100000 dollars per month.Do you agree?" He asked as my mouth hung open. For one months,that's actually good, but I don't want to look like those people who would do anything for money.

He didn't even ask anything about me. What if I'm a serial killer, how would he know that. This guy doesn't even know how old I am or what's my name.

"Let me think about it" I respond turning my head on the other side thinking .I could feel his eyes on me, the mysterious guy was studying me. Let's get back to the salary, it is perfect and I really need those money.

"Yeah I'll accept your offer" I respond as he handed me the money. I wanted to smell them just like in the movies, but the the bus came.

"Come at my house on sharp eight,here's my adress" He said handing me a card with his name and adress. Samuel Reynolds hmm....soo he's not called Blake, Ryder or Tyler, interesting.

I got on the bus,but Sam surprisingly didn't. Infact he turned around and started walking on the opposite direction. I don't get this strange man, but I do get that I need this money.

The bus drove away as I saw him becoming smaller, but my thinking were interrupted by a man who was sitting next to me. He smelled so bad

"I'm sorry dude,but you're bothering me" I said as he turned to face me.

"How?" He respond with a bored voice as he yawned and his smelly breath reached my nose and I sniffed.

"You smell sooo...what's the world I'm looking for...Bad?" I said as he gave me a death glare.Why do I have a feeling I'm gonna get in trouble for this?

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A/N- Hope you liked it, more to come

-Jay