The art of seduction

Chapter3

Elena’s pov

My flight was the longest but I slept through out so I didn’t really feel it, when we landed I saw someone hold my name on a big card and I knew instantly that he was here for me, he was a gentle man that doesn’t talk much but I feel like majority of made men don’t talk too much.

He helped me carry my luggage to the car and then drove me to the place i will be staying for as long as i master the art of seduction. I was expecting lots of men at the gate but they were just two and when I finally went into the house I was greeted by three women although one of them looked older than the rest, the other two were younger one looked like she was about my age or maybe a year older than me.

“My name is Mrs Grace the housekeeper, this is Abigail and Miaria, they are assisting me and we are here in case you need anything” Mrs Grace said.

“I am Elena and it is so nice to meet you all” I smiled at them.

Mrs Grace offered to take me to my room to settle down and also used that opportunity to fill me in on the rules of this place.

I was bored out of my skin and I didn’t know what to do Mrs Grace took me to my room and gave me a lot of rules that just made me rethink this whole thing.

One I am not supposed to go into any room apart from the kitchen, my room, the sitting room and the garden because all other parts of the house are out of bounds to me. Two visitors are not allowed. I really don’t have a problem with that because I don’t even have people that would want to visit me. Mia is in a different country so I have no other person. Thirdly, I can't go out because that’s what the almighty boss said. Also my boss does not like people in his space and hates noise and whenever he calls you need to go to him as soon as possible. I know coming here was not going to be easy but all these rules are just ridiculous. I already lost count of the things she said. These are the only few I could remember.

I can’t stay in this beautiful house and not look around when she said I couldn’t enter rooms in this house except the kitchen, sitting room, my room and the garden I knew for sure that even if I abide by all the rules given to me I would not follow this one because I need to know what and who I am living with, I need to explore this house.

After I had dinner Mrs Grace said they were returning to their cambers so I knew I was the only one home, I decided to break the first rules I was give which was to not explore the house well what they don’t know won’t hurt them it’s not like I will tell them I went to places I was not supposed to go to.

I left my room and decided to start down stairs there are a lot of rooms in this house for someone that stays alone, most of the were just like my room I also saw a room for art works I could mistake it for an art gallery it is so beautiful with a lot of beautiful art work I must say Mr Enzo loves art works. That’s cute. I thought he is just good hearted but it seems like he has some human genes in him and I am happy I just found out something about him that a lot of people don’t know.

I spent a lot of time in the art room trying to see every piece but then I realized it will be no fun to see everything in one day I will definitely be back here tomorrow but first I need to see other places I was about opening the door beside the art room when I heard a voice that almost sent me to coma.

“What the hell are you doing here? I was scared because I was not expecting anyone, I was just cut in the act and the tone at which he used made me feel like a child again.

I-I-I was looking for the kitchen” I didn’t know I stuttered until now. Of all lies to think of this is the best I could come up with. If not that he was in front of me I would have rolled my eyes at my foolishness.

“It seems like you were not briefed properly or you just chose not to listen but I will let this slide because you are for the first time but don’t think I will let this slide next time do I make myself clear” he raised his voice at the last part and that was not helping at all.

“Yes sir” I couldn’t believe my own voice.

“Do you need me to repeat the rules again or you got everything clear when Mrs Grace briefed you?

“I got ev- everything she said” i replied to him almost immediately.

“Good now get the hell out of my face I have things to do”

I muttered sorry and turned to leave when I heard him say “your first training starts tomorrow by 6:30 am don’t even imagine being late” and with that he opened the door I was about to open before he interrupted me and disappeared inside.

What the hell just happened? I asked myself. What did I put myself into, did I just hear him say 6:30 am why would I be up and about by that time?

Seeing him in person is much more better than seeing his pictures in magazines, his eyes are to dream for even though they were looking like they wanted to stab me I could still get lost in them. His presence alone speaks power and authority. I just wished our first meeting was not like this, damn this is not what I am supposed to be thinking about. He is my boss and can decide to kill me at any given time without no one questioning him.

I didn’t want to cause more trouble for myself so I went to my room in on other to avoid him, I set my alarm for 5:30 and also 5:35 and 5:40 am just in case I don’t wake after the first ring, so I won’t be late on my first day and I slept off.

My goodness why are you so loud? The beep from my alarm woke me up. I looked at the time and it was 5:40 which means I have less than 1 hour to get ready.

I immediately rushed to the bathroom to freshen up because I don’t want to be late and give the wrong impression but I think what I am more scared of is what he will do to me if I come late and not me giving him the wrong impression.

I decided to go for something I will be very comfortable in because I really don’t know what to expect, so I went for some moisture wicking fabric, I put on my gym wear and applied some deodorant and left the room.

When I got to the front of his study that was when I realized he didn’t tell me where to meet him or where the training is going to take place, at this point I was confused and didn’t know what to do or where to go I know it is too early for Mrs Grace or the others to be in the house so I decided to knock on the doo of his study but I didn’t get any response.

I tried opening the door but it was locked, so I took it upon myself to look for him or maybe I should just go to his room and knock but the sound I heard stopped my movement. I followed the sounds I was hearing and and it leads me to a huge glass door I peeped through the door and I saw him working out and looking all sexy and hot.

If I could wake up to this every morning then I think 5:30 is good, he looked so focused doing what he was doing and the sweat from his body made everything 2x hotter, damn I really need to stop checking him out. ‘Enzo is the definition of ethereal beauty.'

“Stop standing there and come in” his voice brought me out of cloud 9, I didn’t even know he has stopped training until I heard his voice.

Somebody save me I can’t breathe, looking at him shirtless is so distracting I can’t even think straight at this point. He needs to go get dressed or I wouldn’t learn anything today, I try so hard to not look like I am distracted by him but I know I am failing at that.

I don’t want to give him that impression because it will only make me look weak and incompetent which is the last thing I need right now.

“You are late” he said and that brought me out of the dream land.

I am late by just two minutes and how on earth did he know that, oooh he is wearing a wrist watch. Well I didn’t want to interrupt him so you wouldn’t blame me for not coming in.

“I didn’t want to interrupt your workout session and it was very confusing to locate where you will be,I’m sorry” that was entirely not wrong I didn’t want to disturb him because I don’t know what his reaction will be and also I enjoyed the view.

He stared at me like he was reading my soul before he spoked “let’s go”

He didn’t even wait for me to register that he was talking to me he just picked his towel and left me there such a rude brat.