Chapter 19
As much as Amir told himself that he will pretend that Sarah's reaction to his house wouldn't affect him, he couldn't control the smirk at the corner of his lips as he watched her survey her surroundings with awe. She turned toward him and he could see the questions swirling in her mind, maybe she will finally realize that he was a very important man and would crumble under the prestige.
"Wow, you have a mansion," says Sarah
But instead of answering her, he simply nodded, turned toward his butler and told him in his Arabic tongue "Take the lady to her chambers and make sure that she is well accommodated"
"Yes sir" responded the butler
Amir turns toward Sarah "He will lead you to your chambers and show you around"
"What about you? where are you heading to?"
"I have some urgent matter to take care of, don't worry you are safe here. Make yourself comfortable; after all, you will be here for a while"
Without waiting for a reply, he turned toward Abduh to which he gave a simple look that Abduh understood. Amir entered his vehicle and without looking back toward Sarah, the car took off. Amir needed to find out who tried to get him killed.
"Well, Sarah, welcome to Syria and to the huge residence of the d**k head they called Amir. I haven't met a man so stuck up like him"
"I believe the master wouldn't like this description of him my lady"
Sarah froze and slowly turned back to find the butler smiling down at her. He was easily 6 feet tall, looks to be in his early or late 50's. Grayish hair could be seen marking the outline of the hair shaft. Looks to be friendly but his eyes tell a different story.
"Excuse me for my language; I didn't know you could understand English"
"No need to excuse yourself, my lady, I do believe sometimes the master can be a d**k head. But don't let him know I said so"
"Do not worry; your secret is safe with me. By the way, I am Sarah Bayou, I am supposed to...."
"You are a journalist and you have come to cover the war, right"
"Yes, I see Amir has already informed you"
"Mr. Amir, never fell to accomplish his duty, why don't I lead you inside, you will need your rest. Are you not hungry?"
"No, I believe a good shower and a good sleep is all I need"
As the butler takes her bag "please follow me, my lady"
"Just called me Sarah, my lady is a little bit overwhelming"
"I cannot, rule of protocol forbids"
"We are not surrounded by a bunch of people; it is just you and me Mr... By the way, you didn't give me your name"
"No, I did not"
"Is it also forbidden for me to know your name?"
"No, but I like the play the incognito person, how about you give me a name"
As they entered the house, Sarah completely drowned out the butler as she looks around the fabulous house. Everything looks to be luxurious; it was like she had just walked into a kingdom. Now it made sense why Amir acted like everyone should bow down to him. He was no ordinary man. The thing about being a businessman may just be a cover; he could be way more than that. She'll have to be careful about how to deal with him. Forget the way they've interacted in the airplane; she was in his territory.
Turning toward the butler "Can you give me a tour of the house before you show me to my chambers? Wow it feels like I am leaving the life of a character in one of my books"
"Books you've written?"
"No more like I've read"
"I see, this way my lady, on the far left is the kitchen"
The kitchen blew Sarah apart, it was just wow, and she could already tell that this place will be her favorite place to be in.
The butler gave her a tour of the house and she still couldn't believe that she was going to stay in such a huge mansion. The house had three floors with left and right wings. Her chamber was located on the third floor on the left-wing. On the right-wing of the third floor was Amir Chamber and his office was located on the left-wing of the second floor. The mansion had approximately 50 bedrooms, 15 dining rooms, 8 ballrooms, 5 tea rooms and many more rooms that she had lost count of what they were used for including the servant's quarters.
As she reached her chambers, she could feel the tiredness tugging at her. "And here's your chamber," said the butler. In the middle of the room was a massive bed where at least 5 people could sleep in, covered in white silk. The wardrobe was located on the right side of the room and according to Mr. Butler; it was a walk-through closet with different compartments. On the left side was the bathroom with a built-in Jacuzzi, a shower made of glass and a counter made of precious stone. 'Yes, the guy was loaded' she thought
"How long has this mansion been built"
"The first stepping stone began in the year of 1955" answered Mr. Butler. "Mr. Amir's father started the construction it was only but one floor at the time. At the death of his father in 1996, Mr. Amir, added the two floors to please his mother in the year of 2000. Since then it has undergone many repairs to make it what it is today"
"Where is his mother?"
"Sadly, she left this world five years ago"
"I am sorry to hear that"
"Well if you need anything, you can use the phone on the side of the bed, just press the speed dial and a maid downstairs will answer."
"Thank you, Mr. Butler"
With a bow of his head, he turned to leave and just as he was closing the door, Sarah says "You may not want to tell me your name, but I will surely find out" her back was to the door as she says so, so she missed the intriguing look that crossed Mr. butler face.
As he closes the door, he was starting to understand why Guillermo had informed him to get ready, for upon her arrival, things will be set in motion and already he could tell they were set in motion. She may have been in awe of Amir's house, but he could tell that it didn't affect her as it would with most people. Few women had come and had fallen victim to all they've seen which caused their demise. Even though she is here for a job, it sure shows that things will indeed be interesting.
As soon the door was closed, Sarah pulled out her toiletries and headed straight to the bathroom where she took a nice and lengthy shower. Once she was done, she put on her pajamas and jumps on the bed. She took her time to roll on the cover to enjoy the softness of it. After having her feel, she settled herself in the middle of the bed and yawn. Welcome to Syria she thought once more, let the adventure begin.