Captured By A Psychopath

CHAPTER ELEVEN

We walk by the huge mansion that Marcus calls the pack house, a few feet away theirs a white house with a beautiful wrap around porch and theirs a swing on the porch its lovely. Marcus stops in front of the house, “this is your house now.” My jaw drops, its so beautiful, “are you sure, I mean I don’t even have a job yet?” He smiles “would you like a job, and I’m sure.” I nod my head. “how would you like to be my secretary?” I look at him as he smiles at me, his being so generous “what would I need to do?” “basically, file papers an get me whatever I need, regarding papers or even coffee, I would pay you well.” We walk into the house theirs pictures everywhere of the kids, some with Steven in them with the kids. I smile the kids rush past us to find themselves a room, I walk around theirs ten bedrooms 4 bathrooms theirs a huge walk in closet in the master bedroom with purple sheets, my favorite color. “I hope you like it, we worked hard on this.” We? “Did you do this?” He smiles at me yes; my mom and I did this your son cass said your favorite color is purple so.” I smile, “ill take the job.”