Two Different Worlds

by littledhampir.skyvanallen

He was just this poor guy trying to survive. She was this rich girl who he worked for as her servant. He always watched her from behind. She never noticed him. He served her while her fiancee humiliated him everyday.

1. Chapter 1

Prologue

America 1980.

"What do you think you are doing?" He shouted at me.
"Sorry sir, I was just cleaning the place. I am sorry if I disrurbed you."
"Well then shooo, away with you."

In case you were wondering, that was my master Adrian Ivashkov. I have been working at his villa for six months now, and all I ever got from him was humiliation. Humiliation, something I got used to since I was born. I was never born rich and my family was never rich. I have been working since I was twelve so I could get some money for my family. At the age of fifteen, they both passed away suudenly. And to be perfectly honest with you, I was happy for them. I knew that wherever they are right now, they have to be in a better place than where they were when they were alive.

I was grateful for this job though. Although it was horrible, it was a steady job with a place I could live in. I lived in the attic in a tiny room. But then again, that isn't the worst part of it.

SInce we are not to be trusted most of the time, I am always shackled. If I am in my room, I am shackled with iron grips to the wall; when I was working my hand and legs were bound together.

I can't exactly quit, because I would be on teh streets in a moment, without any food or money or a home. So I have to put up with this if I want to survive.

My name is Dimitri Belikov, I am originally from Russia; and if you haven't guessed it by now, here in America we are the scum of the society. I am in love with the girl that lives in this house, Rose Hathaway, who is engaged to Adrian Ivashkov.