Esther, the most fearless slowest to anger maid there has ever been. She's careless about what people think of her. She's hardly intimidated even by her dark past. In summary, she has a happy personality.
He's Terrance,quick tempered and easily ange...
"Martha, please who's that guy with the black hair and tall figure?" I asked.
"He's Mr.Dogulas' son, Sir. Terrance, you must have seen him at the party right?" She asked and I nodded. Lie.
"Okay, have you washed the dishes?" She asked and I remembered.
"Oh, I'm going to do it." I laughing lightly.
"OK dear, good night." She left.I was expecting Martha to scold me or even worse, make me sleep in the barn but she didn't.
I ambled to the kitchen to wash the dishes.
I can't wait to sleep!
My hopes were dampened when I met the heap of dishes smirking in font of me.
Were cows among the guest too?!
I began to sob (not really) about how I'll never finish this task.
May those guests who ate have eternal upset tummies!
So I started washing the dishes, that whole time cursing the guests that came for the party. When I was almost done, someone entered the kitchen. Wait..I think we've met before or?
Naa, we haven't.
So it was Terrance in his PJ'S
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He opened the fridge, grabbed a carton of milk and got a glass. He poured the milk into the glass and I licked my lips. I was hungry.
I wiped my wet hands with a napkin, trekked towards him, took the glass and chugged down the milk and led out a refreshing sound.
"What the fuck?!" He growled at me.
"Ohhhh, so it wasn't for me?" I asked grinning sheepishly and his gorgeous face turned red due to..anger?
But why was he angry?
"Okay, I'm sorry I'm not sorry for drinking your milk. " I countered smiling. He grabbed me and slammed me to the wall making me gasp.
"Who do you think you are?" He seethed and a vein in his neck popped.
"I'm..a human girl?" I answered in a 'duhh' tone.
''I can see that." He gritted in his velvety voice.
"So why did ya ask?" I questioned. He narrowed his pale green eyes at me into a heated glare.
"Look buddy, I won this staring contest, now let me go so that I can wash the dishes I was crying about." I said. He gripped his head almost ripping his soft silky hair apart.
"Are you angry with me?" I asked pulling out my lower lip like a child who has been deprived of candy.
"Listen carefully bitch, you're just a maid here, don't talk to your boss anyhow ununderstand?!" His deep low voice rumbled his instruction.
"Yes, I undersit as well." I laughed. He ran his fingers through his hair groaning and walked out of the kitchen, bursting in anger.
Did I do something wrong? Someone fucking tell me!
*** "Yeah mum, I was a really good girl." I replied when I poured coffee in the kitchen.
"You didn't break anything?" She asked.
"Nope." I popped the 'p' and gave her her cup of coffee.
"Thanks darling...did you meet Mr. Douglas, I mean the owner of the house?" She asked.
"I just saw him..I only met his son." I replied.
"I hope you didn't do anything stupid to him." She sighed.
"Nope, he likes me already." I lied.
The guy wishes he could feed my intestines to mutts! I didn't even do anything to him!
"So are you in a relationship?" Mom asked and my eyes widened into saucers.
"Mom, no.no.no!..what I mean is he likes my attitude towards work." I explained.
"Ohhhh."
"Ok Moma, got college Byee. " I announced, pecked her cheeks and rushed out to campus.
*** It's been two hours since I had been constantly groaning and cursing the teacher under my breath. And the plastic bitch sitting beside me just won't shut up.
"My daddy said I have an appointment with my hairdresser because this hairstyle is terrible ugh!" She complained.
I mean what grown up mature college student still depends on her parents?
"When will you have to change your lame hairstyle?" She asked scrutinising her newly manicured nails.
"The day I shove all your fake nails into your dumb mouth for you to shut the fuck up." I sneered and she gasped.
"Hmp, no wonder you're poor and jealous of me." She remarked.
"Sweetie, pretty face is nothing if you have an ugly heart." I smiled and turned my attention to my notes.
As if I was writing any.
Immediately the teacher left, I hurriedly dashed out of class before the bitch could continue talking shit.
I met up with Nina and Jamila and told them about my job and they were so glad for me. However, I didn't tell them about my encounter with Terrance because they'ldship me with him.
"Guys..see ya" I announced and left their sight.
***
I trekked inside the hall to the storeroom and that was when Terrance came down the stairs with yourghurt in his hands.
"Hey dude what's up?" I chuckled approaching him. He narrowed his eyes at me and growled a little.
"What you got there?" I asked looking at the cup in his hands.
"Stay away." He warned.
"Please give it." I pouted stretching my hand for the cup.
"Get out of my way." He growled lifting the cup upward as I jumped to get it.
Damn my short height.
I tried and tried but I couldn't get it so I did something stupid..I mean very, very stupid.
I gripped his shirt, dragged him to me and snatched the yoghurt.
The only thing I can blame now was the yourghurt which was in his hands.
He gaped at me and using that as a distraction, I was about to ran away and he gripped my wrist.
"Not so fast." He snarled.
"OK thanks, I'll take my time so that it doesn't spill." I promised and drank the yourghurt ignoring the fury in his eyes.
He's obviously calm right?
"Give me back my yourghurt." He roared.
"Okay." I finished drinking the yourghurt and gave him the empty cup and ran away to do my job in order not to hear his fuss.
