Today I had 5 deliveries to do for the boss. He always told me to make sure I get in to deliver and leave. If I wasn't able to leave because of the stupid bodyguards, then he would send out someone for me. The first three were easy deliveries, while the last two were a bit of a struggle, since the men wanted to get me to deliver for them.
I hate it when this happens because then the boss has to send guards to me. Which involves the men getting talked down for trying to hire me and getting beaten. I feel bad for them, but the boss always told them I was only his delivery girl. And he would allow no one to steal me.
I was finally 'home', running to my room in the attic, where it was nice. My room was actually pretty big, with nice gigantic windows. The walls are a cream color with posters of things I liked, such as anime or music artists. There was a big flat screen TV with my latest gaming consoles and games. I could get so many nice things with the money I worked for. I had a large queen-size bed that they gave to me when I moved into this room. My closet is a bit of a walk-in as well. The full bathroom was already built-in and decorated by Nana she also chose the colors for my bedsheets and curtains.
I changed out of my clothes since it was humid today, and I hated being sweaty. Nana always made my bath for me while I got clothes, but today she was busy helping to get the house ready for guests. So I decided I would do it without her as crazy as it may seem. I have never done this by myself. But I've watched Nana so many times do this so I think I'll be ok.
After about five minutes, the bath was prepared and warmed up. I stripped down my clothes and stepped in, sitting before washing up. I did at least know how to wash up properly and dress myself. Once finished with my bath, I got dressed in my navy blue jean shorts and favorite t-shirt of the Gorillaz.
I walked out with my phone and headphones in hand, thinking of what I should make myself for lunch. I got to the kitchen where the cooks and maids usually are cooking and bringing food to whoever in this mansion wants. Stepped in greeting Maddux, he is the main chef here. I have known him for almost a year now. Since then I was interested in cooking so we always try new recipes together.
He smiled before going back to his cooking. "So what brings the little miss into my kitchen? Are you hungry? I can cook one of your favorites real quick." I smiled, nodding at him before picking at a piece of lettuce on the counter. They picked me up and sat me on the counter, making me smile at him.
"You know, Maddux, I can't wait to cook with you whenever I want. I just have to work harder to get rid of my debt quicker."
Yes, I know about the reason I am here. I think it was about two years ago Nana had told me. She had a sad expression but smiled while explaining so I wouldn't get upset. I smiled and told her it was okay that she was my new family now and I didn't care about the reason. Just that I was glad that I could be able to meet her and Dominic.
Oh, Dominic is the boss' son who I became friends with half a year ago. He would always try to approach me when I was walking about the house or talking with his father. One day, I let him in my bubble of peace and we became friends. He never liked to talk about his family or their business, which I was grateful for. Being as I just wanted to talk with someone without it being about work.
"You know you can always come to cook with me when you're not doing deliveries. I enjoy having you here in my company keeps things fun." He chuckled while cooking my food and the food for tonight. Smiling, I looked at the food before saying excitedly, "Yayy you're making me Bulgogi one of my favorites of all time." He chuckled again, nodding.
Yes, I do still eat Korean dishes since the boss said it was best I could still keep in touch with my culture. I also know Korean from my training and a couple of others I am still learning, such as French, Spanish, and Russian. Once he finished making my food, I took the dish to my room after thanking him. I found Dominic in my room on my bed, waiting for me with his book.
It was not unusual to just wish he would let me know when he was coming. I don't want to keep him waiting.
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Stand Strong
General Fiction18-year-old Yumi Jung was brought from South Korea to be put to work and work off the debt of her family in Oklahoma. You would never think of one of the biggest underground drug lords being in Oklahoma in a small town near Texas. This story is abou...