Lotus [18+]

|New reality, same past|

|Lotus Cortez|

After the party was over and Mr. Carlyle was asleep, the butler a.k.a Emerson told me I had the job which is great! But I feel so bad for Mr. Carlyle, the man didn't deserve what happened last night so before Emerson went to sleep I asked him if I could take breakfast to Mr. Carlyle's room in the morning and he said it was a good idea, he also asked me to change the sheets in the master bedroom and take everything that the girl might've left behind to the laundry room so I have a lot to do.

I woke up at 5:30 am to my alarm and turned it off quickly, got up on my feet and went to the bathroom to take a shower. The first thing I did when I came out was to blow dry my hair so I could put it up in a crown braid, after styling my hair I changed into the uniform: a white shirt under a navy blue dress that goes down to my knees with a corset neckline, a yellow waist apron with white polka dots on it and black flat lace up espadrilles; all provided by the household.

This is my first day at a normal job.
Don't fuck it up.

As I walked downstairs I felt happy, happy that I can finally work in something that requieres me to keep my clothes on, maybe it won't pay as much as the other jobs but I'll learn a lot more and feel productive.

Emerson was in the kitchen supervising the cooks "Where are the fresh sheets, Emerson?" I asked after tapping his shoulder from behind.

"The laundry room," he replied turning around "You remember where it is?"

I nodded "Yup, thank you and good morning," I smiled at him before turning around and walking away. I exited the kitchen through the arch which leads to the staircase to go up to the staff quarters or down to the wine cellar, you can also turn left and go all the way down the hall where there's a white door and that's the laundry room so that's where I went.

Emerson told me to use the gray-blue sheets and matching comforter so I did as I was told and used a basket to carry everything through the kitchen, great room and upstairs to the master bedroom which is at the end of the West Hall. First I stripped the bed off of the white sheets (Emerson said we are going to burn them) and left them on the floor as I put the new ones on.

My grandma taught me how to do a bed properly because she was a maid for many years before managing the Olympus, she would hit my hands with a ruler and make me start again if I didn't do it perfectly. I don't have experience in the maid job but I do know how to clean, serve and treat people; I guess my stripper job taught me about hospitality too.

Just when I was about to exit the room with the basket of things the girl left and sheets, Mr. Carlyle walked in with puffy eyes and scratches on the sides of his arms "I'm sorry, Sir," I said taking a step back to let him through.

He looked like a zombie, he just walked past me and flopped on the bed face first, like he didn't have a drop of energy left in his body so I rushed downstairs "Everything is in the basket?" Emerson asked as I walked through the kitchen.

"Yup and he is up," I said and heard him walk away so I continued my trip to the laundry room, left the basket there and went to the kitchen to wait for Emerson so he can tell me if I should wait to take breakfast up to Mr. Carlyle or if I should do it right now "how is he feeling?" I asked.

Emerson sighed standing beside me "He doesn't want to be disturbed but he needs to eat so as soon as his breakfast is ready, take it up to the master bedroom and leave immediately, okay?"