Chapter one
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“Welcome to your worst nightmare, angel” Adrian says with that cruel smile on his face, I take a step back as he approaches me and ended up falling on the bed, he grabs me by the hair to force me to look up at him and the tears I've been trying so hard to hold back spill down my face
“don’t cry yet angel” he says “the fun has only just begun”
A WEEK AGO
I stand in front of the huge mansion, taking a deep breath, ‘I hope I get this job’ I prayed, God knows I really need it with Mimi’s medical bills piling up and our rent is also due soon. I took another breath and walked into the mansion where I was supposed to be interviewed for a position of a cook for a sickly old man. The recruiter didn’t really tell me much, all I knew is that his name is Mr. blackwood and he requested to see me in person before he gives me the job which I thought was weird but really who cares, the guy was offering to pay fifty pounds per hour just to cook his meals, I do more than that at home for free plus this is probably the highest paying job request I've ever had and I just hope I don’t f**k it up, I can’t afford to. I pressed the doorbell and a butler opened the huge glass door and after I told him I was here for the interview, he let me into the house and what I saw had my jaw on the floor. At the sides of the glass door were two grand staircases leading upstairs, to my front was the sitting room, there were two huge chandeliers hanging on the ceilings and the walls were pure white with tall glass windows covered by dark drapes. At the center of the living room was a black coffee table with a flower vase on top and two white sofas with blue and white plushies on the opposite sides of the coffee table each. Everything looked so freaking expensive and I didn’t even want to move fearing I’ll ruin something. There were artworks all over the wall and I can bet my kidney that one of those is probably worth my entire life savings. I stand awkwardly at a corner waiting for Mr. blackwood. After a few minutes which felt like hours to me, I see him climbing down the stairs and everything about him screamed wealth and power. He walks over to one of the sofas and sat down, crossing his legs. I remain standing in the corner too intimidated to even lift a bone.
“Are you just going to stand there like a statue” I heard him ask “have a seat”
Hesitantly I approached the sofa and sat down and it was the softest thing my bum has ever touched. ‘So, this is what the rich enjoy’ I thought to myself, smiling unknowingly
“What are you smiling about” Mr. blackwood asks noticing the small smile on my face
“n nothing” I stutter feeling anxious all of a sudden
“Hmm you look exactly like her, I had my doubts but I'm certainly sure now” he said though he looked like he was talking to himself
“Huh?” I find myself saying before I could stop myself because I was genuinely confused, I look like who? What's he talking about, I thought
“Nothing dear, don’t mind me, you just reminded me of someone I knew” he said chuckling like he told a funny joke
I laugh along awkwardly cause what else was I supposed to do right?
“you're hired” he declares suddenly
“What?” I ask again before I could stop myself
“What? You don’t want the job anymore? He asks raising his brows
“No no, I mean, yes of course I do, just surprised is all” I answer, he has no idea how bad I want this job
“Then you're hired, you can start right now” he says while getting up from the sofa and before I could say anything, he walks up, the stairs again leaving me standing there with my mouth open, stunned and unable to process what just happened
I got the job? Huh? I thought he wanted to interview me. What is happening? He didn’t even give me any instructions what am I supposed to do?
But before I could dwell more on my thoughts, the same butler from earlier appeared again and told me what I'm expected to do, which was basically just cooking his meals. He gives me a meal plan made by his nutritionist and tells me I'm only expected to make lunch and dinner so I basically have the mornings free to take care of my grandma. After making Mr. blackwood's dinner; lamb chops with mashed potato and steamed broccoli as specified in the meal plan, I head back home excited to give my grandma and my sisters the good news
I ran up the stairs and into our small apartment and saw my grandma lying on the floor, coughing violently and gasping for air
“Mimi” I exclaimed, running to where she's lying on the floor and crouched in front of her
“Are you okay? I ask even though the answer was clearly obvious. I try to her sit up and that’s when I noticed it. She was coughing up blood
“Mimi, hey” I say frantically not knowing what to do. I called out my step sister’s names but it seems they weren’t at home. At this point Mimi's coughing has gotten worse and she looked like she was in so much pain, she opens her mouth probably trying to say something but no words come out. I stood up and looked around for my phone and with tears rolling down my face, I call an ambulance and from there everything was a blur. I remember them arriving in what felt like hours but must have only been a few minutes. The paramedics tried to ask me some questions but I couldn’t even process anything. They put her on a stretcher and carried her to the back of the ambulance, one of the paramedics tapped me and only then did I snap of the trance I seem to have fallen into. I followed them to the hospital where Mimi was taken to the E.R and I called the twins who are Mimi’s daughters and also my step sisters to tell them about Mimi. When the arrived, they ran to where I was frantically pacing in front of the E.R and Sophie, the older twin grabbed my hands to stop me from biting my nails, while Safa, the other twin just stood by her side glaring at me as if I am the reason Mimi ended up here. I sigh internally already knowing what’s coming next, here we go again
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