The Deal [boyxboy]

Chapter Two [2]

(Liam's POV)

The doorbell rang loudly, the sound bouncing and echoing around the house.

"Who is it?" A voice asked from the speaker.

"Liam Parker" I answered politely. I was told that first impressions last, why not use it now?

This is the house of Mr. Saunders? More like a mansion.

The house was surrounded with luscious topiary, the grass was neatly cut and shaped finely, the flowers stood tall and proud, the colors bouncing off, with the sunlight as leverage. The water in front of the mansion, styled like the Taj Mahal, was clear, and you could even see fish swimming below the clear, transparent water. It typically looks like your "not-so-average" mansion. In other words, paradise. And this is where I'm working. Sweet!

~*~

John, the butler, led me to a very long carpeted hallway, our footsteps was muffled by the soft, and brand new like flooring. You can tell that this house is neatly maintained. Seesh, Mr. Saunders surely is filthy rich. The walls of the hallway were covered with framed pictures of some painted photos. John gave me the tour while walking, seeing that I'll be working here, and hopefully won't piss of Mr. Saunders.

"This hallway had been here for more than a decade. These photos are the ancestors of the Saunders. The bloodline started from King Stoic Saunders, next is Queen Fidel Saunders..." and the talk about their bloodline went on. I was even surprised that John memorized every detail of this, because his age isn't much of an advantage here.

"Uhmm... Not sounding rude or anything, just inquisitive. But, how long have you been working here?" I asked hesitantly. His face turned slightly to a smile, much to my shock, and mumbled his reply.

"Ever since I was born." Now comes the huge shocker. He told me that he's 65 years old already. So, that means that he was here for 65 years? That's crazy!

"But.. How did you manage to last here that long?" I pushed on further. My curiosity was getting the best of me, and I wouldn't wait this moment to slip out further.

"The Saunders family is kind. Mr. Arthur Saunders, the grandfather of the current head, was kind enough to save me when some maid left me at the doorstep of the mansion, when I was still a baby. Since then, I've been serving the Saunders for the past 65 years of my life. It's the best experience, by the way. Watching their kids grow up, taking up their place in the bloodline and the position, and me repeating the cycle again of watching them have kids, and so on. " He narrated how he was serving this family for 6 decades already. That's an awfully long time.

We ended up in a dead-end hallway, a door on that very end. It was designed with chiseled abstract design. So, this is the office? John knocked on the door, then gently turned the handle. On the first look, you'll be in front of a very huge framed photo of a woman, who looks so real. Her straight, ash-blonde hair falls perfectly on her shoulders, those striking icy blue eyes that stares at your soul, and that warm, and genuine smile that had you smiling too. She's an angel. Metaphorically.

"You must be Sandra's son? Liam?" A voice cut off my thoughts. Sitting comfortably at a very expensive chair was a middle-aged man, with neat black hair, striking green eyes, and a professional appearance.

"Yes sir." I timidly answered. I can't afford to get a very bad impression on my future job, even if I don't get accepted. The man laughed.

"No need to be modest. Just call me George." he replied with a chuckle. Well, he seems to be pretty laidback to me.

~*~

We talked about my part time work. It's about being an assistant of his son, Ash. He says that I should help him in anything he needs. He also told me everything that I needed to know about Ash. His attitude, way of clothing, likes, dislikes, etc. We also talked about my pay. He's willing to pay me on weekly basis, including a free accommodation.

"If you last a month, I'll give you anything you desire. So, is it a deal?" he ended. This is what just I needed, to help mom. I have no choice but to accept. I need this job, for me and mom. He also said that he'll be at my classes after his return from Italy.

Great, a week of preparation for the upcoming Armageddon.