Fractured

Chapter 3

Greenie

“Is it supposed to be so far?”. Amber whined.

She was still exhausted, even with the extra hours of sleep she had had before coming here.

Kate was tired as well. However, she tried to make her Amber feel good; she asked the bus driver who had picked them up and other prospective workers for the event if the distance was still long.

“No, just two more minutes, ah ha! There it is”. He said just as they came face to face with an elegant mansion.

There was a collective gasp from the passengers. This was the pure definition of a private residence. It was easily the classiest house most of them had ever seen. Such structures are very few in that part of the world.

Kate sighed dreamily. Amber was far from impressed. Her intention of coming here was simple.

She just wanted to work, get paid and go home without meeting anybody she didn’t want to meet. She didn't want what she termed “unnecessary attention”.

“Aren’t you impressed?”. Kate asked her suspiciously. She just shrugged.

“You know, sometimes I feel like you were from a rich family in your other life. You know what I am saying? Nothing impresses you in this entire universe”. Kate said.

She just shrugged. Again.

Kate rolled her eyes.

“Alright ladies and gentlemen! Go down and line up in front of those flowers. The lady in charge of you will come down to attend to you shortly”. The driver said while he waited for everybody to alight. Afterwards, he drove off to continue with his business.

When everyone was in place, a skinny, tall older lady stepped out with two men behind her.

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She looked at them, hard.

She counted twenty females and ten males. Hmmm. They will have to do it.

“Welcome! I am the chef and the caretaker of the owner of the property you now stand on. My name is Suzanne, but you are not allowed to use that. You can call me Mrs Tim. Nothing else. Is that clear?”. She paused.

They all nodded.

“Good. I’ll assign positions to you, then you’ll eat and start work immediately. Have a great time while you are here. I promise the pay will be worth the stress. But don’t get caught stealing. With me, here are the gardener and the cleaner; if you are assigned either of those positions, they’ll be your supervisors. Have a wonderful stay”. She finished and walked back inside.

Two minutes later, she was back with a list of their names, and each person was assigned a job in less than a minute.

When the workers were left alone, Kate approached her friend.

“Hey, Greenie. What’s your job?”. She asked.

“I’m to clean the bedrooms for tonight, then tomorrow I’ll help attend to the guests, you?!”. Amber replied.

“I’ll sweep the compound then help with the guests as well tomorrow”. Kate said.

“Great, let’s get to it then. I love you, be a good girl”. Amber said.

“I love you too, greenie. We’ll see you at dinner later tonight”. Kate replied.

They hugged briefly and went their separate ways.

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Mrs Tim looked at the redhead in front of her for a long time.

Why was a woman with that type of face here as a worker?

Amber was stunning to look at. Deep green eyes, a crazy mane of thick red hair. She was slim but with a wonderful body. Kate called her every man’s wet dream.

As Suzanne looked at her, she could tell the girl didn’t even know the extent of her beauty.

“How old are you, my child?”. She asked.

Amber was shocked the lady even spoke to her. And it made her uncomfortable. She didn’t like attention of any sort.

“Um… 27 ma’am”. She shyly said.

“And your name?”. The cook probed.

“Amber”. The girl replied.

Mrs Tim noticed she didn’t add a last name. Hmm

“No surname?”. She wondered aloud.

Amber shook her head, no.

“I don’t like it, so I prefer not to use it”. She laughed nervously.

“Okay then, shall we!”. The older woman nodded and walked in front of her.

This mansion was huge.

“You’ll start from here”. She said and left.

Amber stood where she was for a full minute. Then she roused herself.

“Get to work, Greenie. These rooms won’t clean themselves”.

An hour later she was exhausted!

She had cleaned eleven rooms, she had just two left, and she suddenly had that adrenaline rush that helps you get something done at the last minute.

“The faster I finish, the better for me. And Kate might need my help too”. She soliloquized as she pushed open the door in front of her.

The last thing she expected was to be staring right into the face of a stark naked man.

She screamed but nothing came out.

She didn’t know what terrified her more, his face or her own body.

She could feel herself tingle all over.

She couldn’t stop herself from looking down, she screamed again. This time it came out like the squeak of a mouse caught in a trap.

“Breathe, woman. You better don’t faint on me”. The man said just before she passed out.

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Norbert looked at the woman sprawled out on his bed.

It took him a lot of restraint to stop himself from touching her face or tracing the curves of her plum lips.

How could someone be this beautiful?

It wasn’t even right.

He noticed that she was waking up so he hurriedly prepared his face. He knew she passed out because of how he looked.

For some reason, he felt bitter towards her because he could bet on her reaction already.

“Hey, um, are you okay?”. He asked with uncertainty. Expecting her to bolt any moment from the room.

“Yes, yes, I’m okay. Um, no, I need water”. He couldn’t help but chuckle. She was cute.

But why was she still there?

Wasn’t she scared of his face?

After she had drunk, she looked at him shyly and said

“I’m sorry I passed out on you; it’s not every day a girl sees a hot naked man”. She laughed uncomfortably when she realized what she’d said.

Norbert couldn’t believe his ears.

“So you find me hot?”. He asked slyly.

Amber rolled her eyes.

“Men and ego”. She pretended to be upset.

“I…sorry! I’m sorry”. He stuttered. He didn’t want to offend her.

“Relaxxx, I was just pulling your legs”. She laughed.

She looked around the room. Nice room.

She looked at his face again.

“Hey, can I touch your scar? It’s cool. It gives you this vampiric look, and you’re so pale, do you even go out?” Then she gasped “Wait! Are you an actual vampire?”. She looked shocked.

Norbert couldn’t even believe his eyes or ears.

She wasn’t afraid of his looks, she wanted to touch him. She found him hot, and she had only fainted because he was naked.

He felt like hopping.

“Yes, you may touch my scar; no, I’m not a vampire”.

They both laughed.

Immediately she touched his face, he visibly leaned into her hand. Her finger felt so good on his skin. As if he was being burnt but in a good way.

He brought his face closer to hers, but immediately, their lips touched, and there was a knock on the door.