STELLA'S POV
It's a Saturday morning. I looked out of her window which opened to a very lush and well groomed garden of flowers. Gardeners were working as I watched, snipping and shaping each bush with care. Tiny birds chirp loudly, playing and perching around. The weather is bright and would have been a nice day to go for a run if I was a free woman.
While I was still looking out admiring the weather, I heard commotion by the mansion entrance. I couldn't really see what was happening but I think the gates were being opened. Then I saw nice flashy cars come to the car park in an entourage. The car park is beside the garden so I can see it clearly. Some men came out of the car and stood like they were waiting for something. I saw Pete come out of the second entrance with a man that dressed like a butler and the maid that brings me clothes and food.
A man came out of one of the cars, it's a BMW. I have never seen such an attractive man in my whole adult life.He had an aura like he owned the place. He could be more than 6ft tall. His navy blue suit matches his bronze tan skin. His jet black hair combed all back, not a strand out of place. His coffee brown Italian shoes shone with the sun.
The maid ran and took his luggages into the house while he spoke to the men. They are too far for me to hear the conversation but it looked like he was giving them instructions. After a while all of them dispersed while the man walked into the house with Pete. Who is this man? Could he be the boss? No, the boss should be an older man, maybe that's his son.
I continued my day gazing for a while before going to lie down on the bed. That maid, what's her name again… Mabel hasn't brought breakfast for me. I'm famished. If they want to keep me a prisoner at least they should feed me. While I laid in bed I slowly drifted to sleep…..
I was startled out of sleep when I heard the door open. It is Mabel she came in with some fancy clothes and some foot wears. Hi ma'am I have to get you ready for a lunch meeting with the boss. She said her head bowed, not looking at me in the eyes.
I looked at the table clock and it was past 12 noon. Wow I really slept long and I'm now famished. Like really hungry. I stood up and went to the bathroom to do my business without saying anything to Mabel after all there's nothing to say.
After bathing, I came out. Mabel has already sent the clothes down on the bed for me to choose. There was a black dress, a blue one and a pink two piece. I picked the two piece because they looked cute and I don't want to dress too heavy incase I see a chance to escape. I put on underwear and the pink outfit. The top stops just below my belly button and the skort which is a skirt and short combined was just above my knees. I brushed my wig, the glue was coming off and I requested one which was provided. I put on my jewelry I came with,put on lotion so I don't look ashy.
I got sandals which are carton brown. Looking at the mirror, I look very cute only if I wasn't going to have a lunch meeting with a wicked old man. I frowned.
I notified Mabel that I'm done and we left the room. First time leaving that room in a week feels good. I was almost tempted to bolt but kept put so don't spoil my opportunity. We went into an elevator going to the fourth floor. When we entered the fourth floor, we passed two large doors before entering the third one.
We were greeted with a dining room. The table is glass and glistened to the white light and huge chandelier. Mehn these people are wealthy. Two other workers male and female dressed like Mabel, were present there just standing at the corner.
Mabel ushered me to a seat and told me to wait. I nodded.
After three minutes the same man that I saw this morning stepped into the room. The two workers bowed in greeting. He walked to a seat. Even his walk is gorgeous damn…… hello he said before seating. As soon as he sat, the servers began to serve both of us. I was served mashed potatoes with a brown sauce and grilled chicken with some greens at the side. Orange juice and water was also available. I looked across the table and the man was served the same.
I became confused. We are supposed to wait for the boss and we are already being served. The man was about to start eating when I spoke up, not being able to hold it in anymore. Are we not supposed to wait for the boss?
The man looked up looking at me confused and asked what? I repeated myself, are we not supposed to wait for the boss? The man looked at me like I was crazy and said I am the boss.