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Chapter 1:Getting A Job
Tick tock tick tock…
Tick tock tick tock…
He was losing his patience.
Tick tock tick tock
Darien Shields was a successful business man, Head of Shields Company, and grown and raised in a rich home.
He was not used to waiting on people, everything in his life was always on according to time, his time, that was until she came in a whirl of pink and yellow.
"Miss Wilson, you're late." He said, in a rather cold and monotone voice. He should fire her now, though she had yet to start working for him, he was highly tempted. But he'd gone through so many maids and butlers that he was willing to settle for anything. Even if it was the woman before him.
She was clad in a pink tank top and pink shorts, exposing long creamy legs, and a flat stomach, her hands were at her knees, as she stopped to catch her breath, this action, left a small view of her breasts. He lingered at the sight but kept going. She had flushed cheeks which he could only assume was from her rush to get here, a perky nose, and crystal blue eyes framed with thick blond lashes. But what got his eye was her hair. A top her head was the most ridiculous hair style he had ever seen, two silver blond balls which he could only assume was meant to be pigtails. He decided to voice his disapproval.
"Miss Wilson…what is that on your head?" she seemed to realize that she was here for a reason.
"Umm.. you mean my hair?" she asked a bit confused.
"Yes, your hair. That will not do." He said firmly, though he thought they were very humorous.
"umm.. okay."
"Good, please have a sit." He gestured for her to sit in the chair across from him.
He watched as she sat down and proceeded on with their meeting.
"Miss Wilson, I have here your application." He quickly skimmed it seeing as he hadn't had time before.
"Please call me Serena. And I'm really sorry about being late, it won't ever happen again, I'll always be on time, rain or shine or snow or-" he put his hand up to stop her. After skimming the paper, he readdressed her.
"Miss Wilson, did you fully read the ad that I had put out?" he asked, finally looking up at her. Crystal blue eyes meant deep eerie ocean blue ones. Serena paused, thinking, trying to remember the ad.
"umm.. it said someone needed a butler/maid to work part time." Serena grinned in triumph, it was rare for her to remember things like that.
"Very good Serena but wrong." He said with disapproval in his voice. All Serena could do was lower her head. She watched him for what seemed like forever as he read a sheet of paper.
Serena had to admit that Darien Shields was much much more better looking than any picture she had ever seen of him. He wore a very expensive looking black suit, silk shirt underneath and a black tie. He had the most gorgeous eyes. They seemed so much more mesmerizing than in his pictures. And his hair, raven locks with bangs that fall into his eyes, and a strong square jaw. She had read about him. How could she not, he was one of the most eligible bachelors in San Francisco. He was a successful business man. Head of Shields Company. He was worth like a kazillon dollars. And she might actually be working for him.
After reading over her application, Darien reassessed her. He then looked around on his deck for a piece of paper, once he found it, he handed it to her.
Confused, Serena took the paper and looked at it. It was the ad he had posted in the newspaper.
Wanted
Full time live-in Butler/maid
Well paid
Full benefits
Call- so on and so on
Serena blushed as she read the paper, feeling as if she had already made a fool of herself.
"No where in the ad does it say anything about part-time. If you don't want the job, than;"
"I want it-I mean it's okay, I don't mind." Serena felt like hitting her head against a wall. Stupid stupid stupid!
"Good than, there are a few rules you'll need to abide by, Monore my bulter who you'll be replacing will explain them to you." Serena nodded.
"Also, you are aware of who I am, do you not?" Serena blushed and nodded her head.
"As my maid, your only job is whats stated in your contract. The only thing that should occupy your mind here is your work. You will not go into my things unless I've given you permission. Anyone or anything that goes on in my home stays in my home. I do not, and I repeat, do not wish to see in the newspaper what I eat for breakfast or what color my bed sheets are. I like my privcy Miss Wilson, if you so much break any of the terms in the contract, you will be fired. Is that understood?"
Serena swallowed, she knew he was supposed to be ruthless but not as much as he was now. She nodded her head in agreement.
"Good." He then seem to go back to doing his earlier work. Without looking up at her he spoke. "Monore is in the kitchen. I'm sure you're more than capable in finding it. He'll tell you all that you need to know. Good day Miss Wilson."
Serena lingered a bit before getting up and leaving. As she made her way through the lavishly decorated pent house, she wondered how long she would last doing this job.
She wasn't sure if she should be surprised by his manner or not. Darien Shields was known for being a hot business tycoon. He was 31, a player in his own nature, never been with a girlfriend for more than a month, if that. He was 6'5, well built with a nice tan, and a face to die for. He lived at the Red Rose Apartments, owned a summer home in Italy, Greece, and Brazil. He was known to be ruthless and cold. She'd read a while ago in a magazine that his cold shoulder was from the loss of his parents when he was seven. But his cold exterior did nothing to stop thousands of women from falling for him. The current news that Serena had heard about him was some speculations about him being gay due to his lack of commitment with a woman. Serena hoped that a man that gorgeous wasn't gay.
A sound from behind Serena made her jump. She turned around to see a sweet looking old man in a butler suit. He walked with an old wooden cane, grey white hair and a sweet smile. She hadn't realized as to how far she had wandered from her destination. She figured that after she hadn't come, he had gone looking for her.
"Please come this way Miss Wilson." He led her through the house and into the kitchen. He motioned her to sit at a table with two cups of hot tea and cookies.
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Serena had learned much from Monore. As they drank the tea and ate cookies, he explained to her the workings of the house. What went where, when to serve Mr. Shields his breakfast and dinner, and a whole list full of things she would need to know well working for the man. Serena also found out why Darien was in need of a new house keeper. Monore was now too old to work, though he had enjoyed his time there while working for Mr. Shields. Monore in his old age was getting sick and said his time was short and that he would be spending the rest of his life back home in Alabama. Serena sore that she would do her best not to disappoint him.
As he led Serena to the front door, he stopped her and told her one last thing.
"Miss Wilson, please do have patience with the Master, he may seem cold, but it is not his fault. He's been hurt many times, the death of his parents was one thing, but he's found that many woman only want him for money and other things rather than to be with himself. All you really need is to gain his trust and I know you'll will, and once you have, you will see the good to him that he has."
Serena thanked him for the food and the advice as she left.
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Two Days Later
Serena had all of her things backed up, through it wasn't much, she reminded herself that she would be living in a huge pent house. It would be a big change from her small and cramped apartment.
Unlike Darien Shields, Serena was not born rich, far from it. But like him, she had lost her parents at an early age. Her father, had left her and her mother when she was six years old. Her and her mother had lived in a trailer park. Her mother worked three different jobs to support them. When Serena was thirteen, her mother had died from a cancer they had never known about till it was too late. Alone, Serena had been placed in foster care and later had grown up in a foster home with loving parents. They didn't have much, so when Serena graduated, she left for the city, got a job and was putting herself through school.
Serena had never really had anything nice in her life and went days with no food sometimes. So to her, getting a job working for someone so so….rich was still not sinking quite in. now she wouldn't go hungry, she was guaranteed three meals and more a day, a place to live and a nice steady income. Now all she had to do was not get fired.
Serena checked her apartment one more time that night to make sure she wasn't forgetting anything. Tomorrow, she'd start a whole new life.
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