Her Job His Rules

"You may now kiss the bride," the priest said to the soon-wedded couple. The atmosphere was filled with joy and cheers from the audience as the groom lowered his head to kiss the bride- -"Ava, you still sleeping?" Ava's roommate and bestfriend, Rose called "aren't you late to work?" She continued. And that was when I realized myself. The marriage was a dream. “Why didn’t my alarm go off?” I wondered, struggling to pull myself together. "Rose, I am already late for work and I really can't make breakfast now. When you prepare that please deliver it to me" Ava said as she storms off. As she got to the office, the manager immediately comes in "How can you be 3hours late and still be seated comfortably? We do not need someone like you here, you're fired" He shouted at her. Ava felt like her world is already crashing. Thoughts ran through her head. How would she take care of herself and her mom who's in coma without a job. While gathering her things, tears streamed silently down her cheeks. Ava's pov: As i was Walking down the street, with teary eye, thinking of what I lead myself into, a flyer was carried by the wind and it landed few centimeters away from me. At first I ignored it but I saw 15,000 dollars and it caught my attention. "What kind of Job could this be" I thought to myself as I proceeded to pick up the flyer. ''A maid? I'll be paid 15k dollars a week to be a maid?''A mix of shock and excitement hit me. I wasted no time slipping the flyer into my bag. I hurried home immediately. I saw Rose at home, in the sitting room watching the news. ''Who is that and what happened'' I asked trying to get her attention. ''That’s Alexander Felix—he just returned to town. He is the CEO of...'' as she was replying, I cut her off ''ohhh, I see'' I am really not bothered about the rich and their life. ''Isn't he handsome'' she asked. I looked at the television once more, observing his features- his dead black eyes which makes him look mean, he's muscular and athletic body which was visible although he was wearing suit, he's black hair...''isn't he?'' She cuts me off "He's just alright," I replied with little interest. ''Why are you back early, what happened'' Rose asked. They let me go for showing up late to work. I guess he has something against me because he's always looking for means to get rid of me'' I looked at Rose and saw she was feeling bad for me ''Well, don't feel bad, I'll find another work. I think I saw one already but I'm not really sure if I'll be accepted'' I'll be going off to my room. As I entered my room, I jumped on my bed and slept off. *The Next Morning* Ava woke up, and prepared for the interview. She wore a gray maxi gown which brought out her curves and a jacket. She gathered her smooth brown hair into a neat ponytail and wore a pair of sandals. ''Rose, I'm off for the interview '' she said as she hurried out ''Goodluck!!!'' Rose shouted before closing the door. Ava's pov: I arrived at the location writen on the flyer. It wasn’t really easy to find to location because I got lost twice or maybe I was just too dumb in using GPS. Well, that's by the way. I finally found it, standing before the grand entrance. The exterior design was screaming rich. No wonder I'll be paid 15k dollars. I never knew someone this rich lived in this city or maybe, I never cared. Just as I approached the door, two broad-shouldered security men stepped in my way "Why are you here" one asked in a cold, commanding tone. "I came for the interview," I replied calmly. "Come in" the other said after checking me more like harassing me in the name of checking if I were with any sharp objects. After what seemed like forever, I was finally sent in. "I never knew alot of girls will be here, do I even have a chance? And, what exactly were they wearing- most of them in shirts revealing their cleavage, some in mini skirts and gown like tf is this a maid interview or a stripper house" I silently wondered while waiting for my turn to be called. A sudden voice snapped me out of my thoughts... when I heard the number 58 called twice. I think I've seen that number somewhere. f**k that's me "I'm here" I shouted. Wtf was I thinking. Am I also losing this work? "Come in" he said and I immediately hurried inside not wasting any second. "Good morning, sir," I said, meeting his gaze politely. Wait, this face seems familiar where have I seen him "take a seat" he interrupted my thoughts. Ohh yhh I remember now, he was the I saw on the tel- "What exactly are you thinking about, are you sure you want this job. For the third time, what is your name" he interrupted me the second time on a cold almost angry tone. His voice is deep and I didn't even realized he has asked of my name twice and this was the third time. I have to stop thinking "I'm Ava...Ava Anthony sir" I said "Stand up and turn around" he commanded. I hope he's not thinking of... wtf am I thinking, he can't be thinking about that he looks kinda modest...well, based on his dressing I must say I don't really know about him. "What?" I heard myself say that. Why did I say that? I should’ve just followed his instructions. My work is at risk and I'm still preserving dignity? "I'm checking your dressing" a cold voice replied. Ofcourse it's his. I stood up and did a quick 360 yhh it was very quick. I caught him, I saw his eyes on my boobs...well, I can't be too sure. "How old are you" he asked. I’ll be 23 in five months—but I didn’t think he needed the exact math. Well, People of higher age are more likely to be accepted because they should have more experience right...? “I’m 23,” I blurted out without thinking. "What can you do" he asked after a minute of keeping quite. What exactly can I do, I can cook but I cook only to my taste but others might not like it, I can clean but I get tired when doing that especially in this big house, there's only one option left “I can handle the laundry, sir,” I said—though honestly, I’d need a washing machine for that. "OK then, you'll handle the laundry and bringing me dinner" as always, he said with a cold look. The rich are crazy...so another person takes care of bringing you meal in the morning, another in the afternoon and another at night oh wow. Money talks. I was interrupted again "sign the contract and you're hired" I didn't even waste time to sign and I didn't even read the contract. Well, nothing harmful can be in it I thought to myself "when will I start work sir" I asked. He seemed to have thought for a while before answering "Today" today!? Ava you're too stupid for asking that question...I actually expected to hear tomorrow. I'm to serve dinner and I'll go home at night? Isn't that dangerous? I thought to myself and yes, I'm always thinking because I'm too shy to speak my mind "The hired maids will be staying in the mansion for more efficiency" he answered like he read my mind. But I didn't even come with my clothes and my undies. What am I going to wear this night. And for the hundredth time, he interrupted my thoughts "you may leave now, someone will take you to your room and your uniform will be given to you in an hour" with that said, I stood up and left. I was taken to my room. We were 2 per room. Well, my roommate has not yet arrived. I can't believe I got this job. My mother's bills will be taken care off. I can't be much happy. After what felt like forever, my roommate arrived and I must say she's pretty. well, not as pretty as I am- I always glaze myself. "Hey, I’m Bella,” she greeted me warmly, her smile easy and open. "I'm Ava" I replied. She seems sweet ngl. I wonder what her work is. I debated asking her, but she beat me to it. “I’m one of the cooks,” she said casually. Did she hear my thoughts? "I do the laundry and serve dinner at night" I said with a smile. "Wow, you're lucky to be seeing Alexander Felix everyday" wait...Alexander Felix? Isn't he the billionaire Rose told me about no wonder I found him familiar. He looks better in person though. “Hey Bella, were you one of the last people to be interviewed? Do you have any idea how many people got accepted?” I asked out of curiosity. "I didn't really count them but they were around 25" she said. 25? Isn't that much? He'll be wasting 300000 plus dollars on maids pay a week. Well, Who am I to talk