(So I made small tweaks throughout the book because now I have a better understanding of the layout of the building. They're only minor mistakes, so I fixed them to make the building as accurate as possible :))
Madison
Tuesday, July 29thI was snapped out of thought as Ida placed a hot cup of tea in front of me and then made her way around the coffee table to sit on another couch. She had a cup of tea as well and she sipped at it before crossing one leg over the other.
"What's your name, darling? Tell me a bit about yourself," she said, smiling. Her eyes were bright and crinkled at the corners. She didn't seem to be too old. It looks like she takes great care of herself by how youthful she appears to be, but I can tell she's up in age.
"Madison Quinn. I moved here recently from Miami, Florida," I said, reaching out for my mug. I carefully grabbed it and brought the glass up to my lips to take a taste of the tea she had made for me.
Ida hummed, bopping her foot up and down. "And how do you know Louis?" She asked, her eyes squinting quizzically at me. She sipped her tea once more.
"I'm his—Um...we're seeing each other," I said in all honesty.
She chuckled softly and ran the top of her index finger around the brim of her cup over and over and over. "And you clean his penthouse?" Her eyes flicked up to stare into mine as she grinned slightly.
"Well, yeah...I'm employed under him as his personal maid," I admitted. "That's how we met..."
"Sleeping with your boss?" She quirked an eyebrow. "A bit unprofessional if you'd ask me..."
I swallowed so hard that I'm sure she heard it.
"But I understand. He's young and attractive, so I don't blame you. It sure won't be an easy concept for the public to understand though," she said.
"I don't care what the public thinks," I said.
She tried to hold back a laugh. "Oh, hunny," she said as she shook her head and then leaned forward to place her tea down on the coffee table between us. "You say that now. They're so judgmental, it'll eventually drive you crazy. It's not an easy thing to ignore. It takes so much within people like Louis or I to block them out because they're always there saying something. But I guess you can at least try."
I began to chew on the inside of my cheek out of nervousness. Ida seemed to have noticed when she just had to comment.
"Did you know chewing on the inside of your cheek like that can make you more susceptible to oral cancer?"
I stared at her blankly but immediately stopped biting my inner cheek. "No," I mumbled, casting my eyes down at my mug, "I didn't."
"You be careful around that man," she blurted out, which gained my attention and had me quite confused.
"Be careful? Of Louis?" I asked.
"Yes," she said, nodding her head.
"Umm...why?" He seems like a pretty great guy to me. I don't know what I would possibly need to be careful of when it comes to him.
"His behavior and tendencies. He's a CEO of a company. He's got to be demanding. If the man wants something, he's going to get it and he'll make sure he does. He's also got quite the temper," she explained.
Huh...
"He seems pretty nice and patient to me," I said, shrugging. "I've never had any problems." That's such a lie. The man forces money on me and gets angry if I don't listen. But he's not too bad.
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Greedy |L.T|
Romance(WARNING: Mature/Sexual content) 18+ Madison Quinn is a twenty-one year-old woman who moves to Manhattan, New York, employed as a Personal Penthouse maid. She takes up the offer to clean a penthouse on 56 Leonard Street in TriBeCa, lower Manhattan...