"I'm hungry," Said the boy who sat on a chair in the room. They had been staring at each other for a while, till the boy broke the silence with his rumbling tummy.
Riley had expected someone much younger, but the boy looked like he was 12. Maybe she could squeeze out some information from him.
"Where you forced to do this?" Riley said as she searched for whatever she could give the boy to eat in the cupboards.
"To sit and say I'm hungry? Kind of," The boy said "My dad works here so he brought me along,"
"Right," Riley said, still searching the cupboards, "What is the name of this place… company, your dad's workplace,"
"Are you going to keep asking me questions or feed me?"
"That's quite rude to say boy,"
The boy scoffed in response, "If you think I'm rude, then you haven't met Melanie"
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Minutes later, Riley came out of the room with a smiling Dylan (she later got to know the small boy's name). "How'd she do boy?" The Instructor from earlier playfully slapped the boy's back and led him away. "Eh," Dylan shrugged "She passed,"
He turned to wave goodbye just before he left the room.
"Well that was surprising," Nathaniel's voice startled her from behind.
"Here's the paper with the answers you asked for,"
The questions were just personal stuff about the boy; his name, his favourite colour et cetera, et cetera.
"So?" Riley asked as she saw Nathaniel begin to walk away. He was scrolling on his phone, so it must have been important.
"You're hired," He said absent-mindedly and left.
Some men in black, assumingly bodyguards approached her. At most, that was what she saw on their shirts.
"Since you've been confirmed as a household staff, we'd send someone to pick you up with your belongings tomorrow. You'd have to give us your address before you leave,"
Riley chatted Skylar about everything immediately she came back.
"I got hired Skylar, I passed the interview. Soon I'll be breathing in currency instead of oxygen,"
"Hold up there girl, don't sound too excited. Not all that glitters are gold…" Skylar tried quoting
"Well I've confirmed it, this IS gold. Only what I have to do is take care of his daughter and…"
"Hold up, his daughter?!"
"Yes. Is there a problem Skylar?"
"His daughter IS the problem. Don't you remember the time when it was all over the news that his daughter was in therapy. And the puppy they gave to help her got traumatized instead due to maltreating? That girl is a walking trouble…"
"Those were just rumours Skylar. Besides, I've already applied for the job so nothing can be done now. I'm to start work tomorrow,"
"Yeah, you're right. I've got to go now. Take care of yourself. And don't trust anyone,"
"Alright, you too."
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The next morning, Riley started her journey to Mr Marcello's house. The ride there was a quiet one. The driver wasn't really the one to talk much and Riley was to fascinated by the sights to ask questions. She had tried memorizing the road to his house, the effort had proved futile –there were too much bends–
"We're here," The driver said. That was the second thing he had said to Riley that day, he had earlier greeted her before the start of her journey. Riley eyes fluttered open at the sound of the driver's door being shut. How could she had slept during this journey? How long had she slept? Hope she didn't look tattered?
Riley checked her look in the side mirror, she looked okay. She took her bags from the driver with a thank you, and after a deep breath, she opened her eyes and took in the sight of the house… scratch that, mansion!
"Can I go in?" She asked the driver. He gave a slight nod. It wasn't much, but it enough to get her moving. Some household staffs glanced at her as she passed but didn't ask questions. She tried to find any familiar face from the ones who came for the interview alongside her, sadly there was none. She walked to the front door of the mansion. A man was standing there, it seemed like he was waiting for her.
"You must be the new maid, I'm the butler. Barry,"
"It's nice to meet you Barry," Riley shook hands with him.
"The pleasure is all mine. Come in and meet the young miss,"
Riley put on a friendly smile as she walked in, murmuring hi's to whoever looked her way. The looks from the other maids made her smile falter. Suddenly, a door was banged shut and everyone began to speed up their movements. The elevator showed that someone was coming down.
"You're in luck, she's done with her siesta and is already on her way down,"
"Right. Wait siesta?" Riley checked her phone for the time. It was 3 fucking o'clock in the afternoon?! H-How?
Someone cleared her throat. Riley looked up from her phone and saw a frowning young girl. Even with the frown she still looked cute, with those pinchable cute cheeks of hers…
"You must be Melanie," Riley started, extending her hand for a shake "It's nice to meet you"
The young girl just stared at the hand like it was a virus. After a few minutes she spoke "It's young miss to you, and it's not nice to meet you," with that, she left.
"Alright," The butler broke the icy atmosphere "Let me show you to your room,"