My mojo

Chapter 3

"you're very trendy ain't you ms. Bisila?" questioned the old gentleman as they walked out of Donnie's.

"I'm I? "

"oh yes you are. would you mind if I asked you a question. perhaps questions?" inquired the man taping on bisila's hand that was put around his.

"sure. go on."

"Do you just hang around every human without being conscious about your safety?"

“Oh Mister James, I know who you are that’s why I decided to take a walk with you” replied she with a stingy smile on her face. “Who said you’re any good at disguising, everyone at Donnie’s had recognized you already.”

“You think?”

“I’m very positive about it. Why would they start talking about James junior out of nowhere? What would you want from me though? Because I’m quite sure they’ve told you about me and I'm not interested at all.”

“I promise, nothing I’ve heard about you is interesting to hear but anyway, I did ask for this walk cause I wanted to hire you. As my lady care taker for James junior’s wife.”

Tripping over the rim of a trenched, she stood in a shock.

“And who tells you I would take up that job anyway?”

“Well I’m good at disguise myself. I’ve been watching you for a week now. I know where you stay and all and where you’re not supposed to stay.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, this job will benefit you and me too. As you heard, the lady arriving Arms Ville is a very popular and beautiful lady. All my servants are male except Lady Matilda who in this case my wife won’t share with anyone else. So, I had to find someone better for the lady.”

“And something told you I would be suitable for that job?”

“No! I just think you’re Harding, stubborn and mostly, I will be comfortable with someone like you around the house.”

“I want to be honest with you Mister James senior, I know how troublesome I can be. I can’t help, it’s a disease.”

“The interview is done then, you’re hired, come to my mansion tomorrow, I will be waiting for you. So, we discuss how much you supposed to get paid.”

“What want?”

“Have a goodnight miss. Bisila. “

Replied the gentleman walking passed her.

“Have a good night Mr. James.”

“See you tomorrow.”

“Yeah, sure.” Snapped she gently as she jumped up the Thompsons fence.”

As sneaky as she could get, in about a few minutes, she was already up the artic of the big house.

Slowly pushed the roof open jumping onto a cracking bed that made an awkward sound.

“Quietly you cozy thing.”

Laid down facing the roof, she silenced to think about Mr. James’ proposal gazing at her surround. Through the thoughts came the sleep that had her rise morning to the sight an old gentleman seating right next to her.

“Hi!” snapped she startling with a scare oh old Mr. Thompson grimed.

“Hello Miss. Peterson. I bet you had a lovely rest. How long has it been since you started residing in my mansion without my consent?”

"I can explain Mr. thompson." stated she but still taken out by the old man's keepers.

"she needs to be set for an example boys. tie her up on the stake. and she will be beaten up." explained the old gentleman.

"but that's too much of the cruelty mr. thompsons, it's not like I asked to be the heiress of your big house." muttered she being pulled out.

it wasnt so long when the Armsville's emergency bell rang so hard that everyone found themselves getting to the stake station.

they all looked weaselled at her tightly tied up at the stake tree waiting for her beating.

"we all have known of her reputation around Armsville." sounded the old thompson guy. "she is going to be punished as she deserves.

it was when she was getting started with her beating when Mr. James loudly called onto the men to stop.

"can't you see that is a woman?" he said getting through the people as they all paved way in respect muttering his surname.

"you can't interfere in this Mr. james." said the old man pointing at him.

"yes of course I can Mr. Thompsons. the lady over there is my employee sir. can we settle this as respectable men. And please let your men tie her down."

"Get her off the stake Bruno." said Mr. Thompsons to one of his men. "walk with me Mr. james."

it was in a sudden that the show had ended for the villagers. Amongst the many wanted her to be given out as an example for her behaviour.

"your employee you say?" inquired mister thompsons with his hands in the back.

"yes. if I may repeat myself. she rather admires the roof of your house and I believe she was studying about it last night when she accidentally slept at your place. she thinks your architecture was an excellent one."

"yes of course." he answered convinced. she though is not allowed in my house ever again with out my permission. "

"I will make sure of that." answered James grabbing Bisila by the shoulder who was terrified about what she had luckily missed. they both walked briskly towards mr. James's horse carriage when she suddenly snapped.

"you told on me didn't you?"

"sometimes we get what we want the easy way or the hard."

"i was almost hit you old man." snagged she feeling her shoulder.

"well. you didn't. now you're coming with me."