The servant and the son

Tris POV

I wake up in the same clothes that I have been wearing for 2 years I get a new outfit every 5 years, I have been working for 7 years I'm 16 now so I have been working since I was 9.

Once I get down stairs I see HIM

Peter

I go down and kneel in front of him, I put my head down because I'm not aloud to look him in the eye "right, so toilets, lunch, 2 guest rooms, dinner, night duties and anything our guests need" "yes sir" I get up and begin to walk away when he says "oi you bitch did I say you could leave!!" I go back and kneel again "no sir, sorry sir" he slaps me and tells me to get started.

The only chore I'm dreading is 'night duties' as he calls it, it means that I have to sleep with him and you know with him, I'm making lunch when there's a knock on the door, I hear peters voice "go and answer the door you fat shit" "yes sir" fat shit is what he normally calls me when he's in a good mood, I answer the door and it is a man in his 30's maybe and a boy around my age, "please come in sir, the master is waiting for you in the living room" I move away from the door and they walk in, I grab their bags and start to walk down the hall, I drop one and the boy comes to help when his father I assume says "let the slut do it tobias she deserves what she gets" he nods and I gather all the bags and take them to the guest rooms, I can't get tobias out of my head, his blue eyes captivate me but right now I have to finish making lunch.