Book One: The Writer

She down and smiled at him softly. He smiled back but didn't say a word. He sat down across from her and they started to stare at each other, neither one speaking, both of them loving the moment they were having. They have been having so many little moments that this is the biggest breakthrough they've had all summer.

"Hey Eric" She said calmly.

"Hey-"

The knock on my door made me stop and put everything away under the crappy, hard bed I sleep in every night. I dusted myself off since I was sitting on the ground, and went to answer the door. There stood a woman about 78, and grouchy as ever, with her grey hair showing and her wrinkles sagging off of her face.

"Master Grey is asking for you" She informed me. "Go now" She said and walked away.

"Thanks for the hello Francesca" I said bitterly and started walking down the great long hall. I just wanted to get whatever he wanted done and then get back to my secret writing. When I got to staircase, I went up the next flight of stairs, took a left and walked all the way down to the end. Did I mention that the hallway had to be at lease a mile? Okay maybe less than that, but if felt like a mile. I got closer to the door and heard Beethoven playing. There is something not right with this kid. I shook my head and knocked on door. The music stopped and he opened the door.

"Ah good you came" I smiled and resisted the sensation to roll my eyes, of course I came, I have to! I wanted to scream but that would be disrespectful and I would get fired. So instead I smiled and bowed.

"You called Sir?" I asked once I was done bowing. He nodded, his curls bouncing.

"Yes. Come in" He widen the door and I walked around. The big room was being lightened by the sunlight coming from the giant window at the end of his room. The white carpet went well with the Ying Yang black décor and matched the white bed sheets. "Come this way" He said leading me into the big, store like walk-in closet.

"Yes Sir" I said walking into the closet with him. Once I walked in he smiled leaned around me, closed the door and locked it. I smiled.

"I've been waiting for this" We smiled and he leaned in. I kissed him with passion….

Confused? I mean how could a servant girl be kissing the lord of the house? Let me take you back

6 months ago.

I sighed. All I saw was black. I was blindfold. I don't know why I am, I just am. It sucks. My name is Miley Stewart and I'm a servant, a maid, a toy for Lords to play with and Ladies to mess with. I'm poor. And no, this isn't the Middle Ages; this is how it is these days. Some how in a modern time we still have Kings, Queens, Lords Ladies all that stuff but instead of sword fights we have a huge army fight and we don't have people give messages, we just send a text. I rolled my eyes at the weirdness of this world. The car hit a bump and I hit my head on the window that my head was laying on. I was 'hired' aka bought and given to the highest bidder, to work for the Grey's, who are just below the Royal Family in importance.

This is how the system works: Kings/Royal Family are top dogs, the big cheese, then there are the Lords and/or Ladies who have a high influence in the public eye or/and has the most power and money. Then we have the Advisories who help the King make the rules that are set. Then there are the regular day people who go to work and follow the rules that are set and then there are people like me, the people that are poor or broke the rules, or both. I fit in the both part. I've broken many rules. Some I'm not to proud of.

The car hit another bump and I groaned.

"Sorry miss" a British accent said coming from the front "The holes are bad here but that means we are almost there" I smiled.

"It's fine and thank you for telling me." I said and then put my head back resting on the window. Usually when the lords or ladies have me picked up it's a crappy car that can barely work, but this one is a beautiful car that runs smoothly, beside the bumps. I sighed in relief when the driver told me that we were here. I looked up at the at the house and it was too beautiful for words (a/n but not for a picture which I'll have on the profile :D). It was the most amazing thing I've seen.

"Miss, your things?" The driver said. I turned and saw that he had the trunk open. I smiled at him and showed him the bag on my back. He nodded knowingly. "Well then your all set." Just as he said that a woman came out of the house.

She looked like the meanest old lady you could think of times ten. She had a little hunch in her back or maybe that just cause she's walking fast? Her grey hair can be seen a mile away and I'm afraid that one day her wrinkles will sag off her face and onto the floor. She walked over with a grouchy look and glaring green eyes.

"Are you Miss Destiny?" I winced at my given name and nodded.

"Yes but please call me Miley" She glared at me "Or not, Miss?" I asked.

"Francesca." I tried to smile at her.

"Nice to meet you" She nodded and started to walk away

"Follow me" She said and she brought me into the house…no correction the castle. "The bottom rooms are mostly guest rooms" She said pointing some rooms we pasted. "Back their in the corner is the kitchen and on the other side is the way to the garden" I nodded and we started walking up a flight of stairs. "These are more guest rooms but in the back are the servants' rooms." I need to add something….these hallways are like a mile long…no joke. I nodded and walked down the hall way. We stopped about haft way and she turned to me. "This is your room. When we are done you'll head down here to this room and unpack your things which-"She looked at my bag "Should take you long." I nodded and we kept going down the hallway. At the end of the hallway was another staircase and we headed up the next flight. "Here are the families' rooms; you'll be up here a lot." Remember how I mention the long hallways? That must mean they have huge rooms. I nodded. "I'm done now. The rest you'll have to figure out" She nodded at me. "Good day" I was surprised. She walked down the hall further and I walked back to the flight of stairs and walked down to my room.

It wasn't that special. A typical room size with a small closet, a bed, a desk and a dresser. It wasn't bad looking but it wasn't this spectacular grand room. Connecting to it was a bathroom which I was happy about. I started to unpack the little things I had and sat on my bed. I really didn't know what to do after so I just sat there until there was a knock…lucky it only took 10 minutes for someone to knock on the door. I got up and answered.

When I opened it a blonde girl with black tips, was standing there and smiling.

"Hi" She said cheerfully. I smiled and waved. "Oh I'm sorry I'm Alice, Lord Jason's maid" I nodded.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Miley" She looked confused

"But they said that your name was Destiny" I sighed.

"I know but I'm usually called by Miley." She smiled and nodded.

"That's fine." She smiled "Oh I'm here to bring you to Lord Paul." I was a little shocked

"I'm going to meet him today?" She looked at me confused and nodded

"Yes, but I thought you already met him?" Now I was confused. "Never mind, let's go" She said and escorted me up to the third floor. What I found out is on that floor the Lord Paul's study was up there too, and the library. "Here we are" She said and stopped at the door. "Just knock and tell him who you are." I nodded "Bye" She walked away, going the same way Francesca had gone. I sighed and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" A voice said inside.

"Destiny, my Lord" I said. The voice said to come in and I opened the door. There sat a man in the desk, not looking up, writing something from another paper next to him. He looked up at me and smiled.

"Ah, you must be Destiny" I nodded.

"Yes sir, but may you please call me Miley if you please." He smiled.

"Miley?" I nodded "Very interesting. Very well. Welcome Miley" I smiled at him. "Yes you're wondering why you're here yes?" I nodded. "You'll be taking care of my youngest son, Nathan. He is in four doors down, on the other side. You'll hear the classical music then your there" I nodded.

"Thank you Sir. Is that all?" I asked. He nodded.

"Yes, that's it" I nodded and bowed

"Thank you sir" I walked out of the room and went across to the other side of the house. This is ridicules. How old is this kid? 13? Why do I have to 'take care' of him? I'm not a maid! I sighed and kept walk. Lord Paul was right, there was classical music playing from the door when I got there. I sighed and knocked.

"Who is it?" The voice asked. Well he's defently older than 13. I guess I didn't answer as fast as he wanted, cause the music stopped and was at the door quicker than a rabbit. He glanced at me "Who are you?" He asked causiously. I bowed and looked up at him.

"I'm your new maid sir. Destiny" He looked at me. "Or you may call me Miley, I go by both" He nodded just like his father.

"Hmm. Miley" He said using the name I liked more. "How old are you?" He asked.

"I'm 22 sir" He grinned.

"Perfect" I tired not to give him a look that said 'is this dude crazy?' "Come in" He said and opened the door. I went in hesinetly and he shut the door. I looked at him

"Sir why don't I hear about you" Its true, this is the first time I've heard about this son of the Greys. He growled and slapped me. I gasped and held my cheek.

"You don't ask the questions." I nodded. He sighed. "Let me see it" He said pointing to my cheek. I slowly took my hand off it and he touched. I winced.

"I'm sorry sir" I said lowly. He sighed.

"No I am." He went further into the room and then came back with a wet rag. "Put this on." I took it from him and put it on my cheek. I finally got a good look at him.

Nathan was about 5'11. He had beautiful chocolate brown curly hair. He was very built but not over built. He was plain handsome. I blushed as I caught myself 'checking him out'. His room was both black and white, with the carpet, bed set and the walls white with the décor being black. At the end of his room was a huge door that lead to a bouncy. As I looked in front of me I notice he was…very close.

"How did I get you?" He asked. I was confused.

"I don't know sir." I said, alittle scared "Your father bou-hired me" He raised his eyebrow

"What were you about to say?"

"Nothing sir" He glared at me and put his hands next to my head.

"I'll ask again: What were you about to say?" He growled. I looked down.

"Your father bought me sir." I heard him sigh.

"Were you a whore?" He whispered into my ear. I gasped on the closeness. "Huh" he said "Were you a whore?" I felt a tear fall

"No." I said quietly.

"Then how did my father buy you?" He asked still whispering into my ear. "Only whore are bought to work, my dear." He sneered at me. A tear fell.

"I broke rules sir." He looked at me, telling me to go on with his eyes. "I stole from someone. I was poor and need money. They thought I would be better if I was bought." He looked at me.

"Are you going to steal from me?" He asked. I shook my head

"No sir. I promise." He pushed of the wall, giving me my space back and smiled.

"Your free to go to your room." I nodded, bowed and left as soon as I could. On the way down I reliezed something.

Nathan Grey scares the piss out of me.

But he's really sexy…..

So this story kind of came from like NO WHERE lol. I was like

"Hmmm…." *Bored**Gets an idea* "OH!" *Starts writing* so yeah that's what happened.

And I had no internet SO lol. I might keep this getting. IDK you tell me!

And Nate isn't going to be that scary all the time but he's got some family issues that if you ask you'll probably get slapped. I don't support that type of thing btw.

Okay Review please…I'm quiet curious on what you'll say so go…do it! :D

Btw: Miley knew what the car looked like before she was blinded folded.

Bye :)

-Devin