CHAPTER TWO

I looked at my reflection in the full-length mirror in my room. The room's theme was lavender, as that was the color of the walls and the curtains—actually, everything. I wondered if my grandma had told grandma A about my favorite color, or if it was just a coincidence.

As I looked at the mirror my eyes were surrounded by dark circles, like someone had punched me. Ugh, why do I have to have these black eyes? Actually, I couldn't sleep last night, so this was the result today. It's also because of my stomachs too.

I checked my wristwatch, and it was already 4:30 in the morning. I woke up early to start my work so I could finish it early. Grandma A never mentioned what my work was, so I would figure it out myself, even though I was scared of getting lost here.

After I took a bath, I put some concealer on my black eyes and started to walk down in the massive, long hallway. I really really did remember where my room was, so I wouldn't get lost. I don't want to sleep in the living room, it would be more shameless if it happens.

Since I didn't have a maid's uniform, I was wearing my regular clothes. I glanced at my wristwatch again, and it was already 5:30 a.m.

"Heck, I need to prepare for Lola Anghelita's breakfast!"

But how could I find the kitchen? I forgot to ask grandma for

map of the house yesterday. I would definitely ask for it later.

I tried my best to look for the kitchen, but I ended up doing nothing, just wandering around in the mansion.

Ugh, I'm already tired, and it's 6:45 a.m., and I still can't find the kitchen, and I haven't even seen any maids here.

I stay for a while in the living room, wiping the sweat from my forehead. Why did they plan to make this kind of huge house? If I will be given to choose if I'll make this kind of massive house, I prefer no. I don't want to torture myself everyday.

"WHAT THE HECK YOU'RE STANDING AT MY WAY!?"

I almost jumped in shock when I heard someone cursing behind me. I slowly turned to see who it was, and my mouth dropped open when I saw this handsome guy standing in front of me, wearing a business suit and with messy hair that suits him, he looks like anime on his hair. But my mouth turned into a straight line when I saw his serious stare at me like he wanted to wipe me out on his sight.

Ack? why so snappish?

"Who the hell are you? Are you the new maid? If you are, then who the heck hired you? and didn't they tell you not to block my way?" he said angrily, looking like he was about to explode.

"Why are you so snappish in this so early in the morning sir? Try having some coffee first, cause it can help it to calm your nerves. And yeah, I'm your new maid here, and even if I'm just a maid sir, could you at least respect me—us? We're also human beings, Mr.Mcgrumperson." I retorted, raising my eyebrow.

"The heck are you talking about? tsk, nevermind I'm too tired to argue with some people like you." He said sleepless. He walked past me, bumping my shoulder on purpose, I knew he did that on purpose!.

What a mean guy, Take this!

I grabbed a throw pillow from the couch and threw it straight at him, hitting him on the head.

He stopped and turned around, his eyes burning red. Ow shit, wrong moved.

"WHAT THE HECK IS YOUR PROBLEM, MAID?!" His voice echoed through the mansion, making my heart beat fast. I froze, every instinct screaming at me to run. But instead, I just stood here unable to move.

He grabbed the collar of my t-shirt, yanking me forward until our faces were inches apart. I could practically feel the heat radiating off him. His grip was like a vise.

"Who the hell do you think you are, doing that to me?!" he snarled, his voice low and dangerous. Crap. He's going to kill me.

He slammed me back against the wall, the impact knocking the wind out of me. My head throbbed. Was this guy for real? Such an ill-tempered jerk!

"Go kill me," I taunted, plastering on a sarcastic smile despite the fear clawing at my throat. I watched his face darken, the veins in his neck bulging. He looked like he was about to explode in anger.

"OH MY GOD! KAIZER, STOP IT!" Ackk! you're just in time grandma! grandma A voice shattered the tense silence, and the pressure on my collar vanished as he released me.

So kaizer is his name? Tsk It suits him Crazier!

Grandma hurriedly approached me and checked to see if I was hurt. She sighed in relief when she confirmed that he hadn't hurt me. But she didn't know that I nearly died from the pressure of her grandchild's grip, his hand on my collar was so tight, it was like cutting off my air.

"Kai—" grandma stopped when she saw Kaizer walking up the stairs, presumably to his room, with both hands in his slack pockets.

"My apologies for what my grandchild did to you, Samantha," She apologized, as if she was used to her grandchild acting like that.

I didn't let him out of my sight until he reached his room, which was next to mine. Wow? How incredible it is, It's just one step to be with that Mcgrumperson.

"He's been like that since he graduated from college, and I'm used to it.And" she paused and held my both hands,"If you can just ignore him, please do, okay?" Eh? Why grandma acting like that? It seems like he feels sorry for him, I'm being curious now if what's the story behind her grandchild.

"Grandma, if you don't mind, may I ask why he's like that?" I asked curiously.

Lola just sighed and sat on the couch.

"I don't know. All I know is that one night he came home really drunk, mumbling something we couldn't understand, and the next day, he became like that, always quick-tempered." Even though grandma didn't outwardly show that she was sad for her grandchild, I could still feel it in her voice.

Ugh, I scratched my head as I remembered what I was supposed to do. First day of work, and I didn't do my job well. Ack First day, First Fail.

"Grandma, I'd like to apologize as well," I paused, she glanced at me with a furrowed brow.

"Why, Samantha?" she asked curiously.

"I haven't cooked your breakfast yet." I said it shyly, I heard she giggle, and my shyness increased to 100%.

"Come on, Sammy, who told you to cook breakfast?" she asked while laughing.

'Ugh, grandma, I was sent here, so of course I will automatically work here,' I wanted to say, but I was too shy.

"Is it because they sent you here, so it means you need to work?!" Now she's a lil'bet serious, and I think she can really read my mind!

I nodded.

"To clarify, Sammy girl, you weren't sent here to work. You were sent here because your lovely grandma facita wants you to have a life that you deserve, the life she wants for you."

A life that I deserve to have, life she wants for me?!

She stood up and put her arm around my shoulders. "Let's go, let's eat breakfast together, Stop Overthinking." She guided me toward the dining area, and I was still puzzled by what she said. My grandma sent me here for the life that I deserve? She wants, What did she mean by that?.

"Don't think too much of a sammy girl. Let's eat first, and we'll have our house tour later, so in that case you won't get lost." She said jokingly, Wow, grandma thank you for that, it makes me cry.