Chapter 3

Estella’s pov

Long Island had the tendency of having cold nights.I thanked the maid that cleaned up after me and watched them leave.Heather was away on a leave ,she had stated that her Father was ill and needed her attention.Heather’s mum had died from childbirth and he was all that she had.

I decided to make a quick smoothie .Fruits were good for boosting energy to my knowledge and I couldn’t doubt that working as a private chef was a tiresome job.

My thoughts wandered as I prepped the smoothie .I hadn’t seen Arman since the night of his arrival.It had been a week since he did so.

I shouldn’t care.I thought

I hated that I found myself thinking about him sometimes .I had to remain professional if I wanted this job .

I almost let go of the blender I was holding when I heard someone walk in.

It was 10pm and the workers knew better than loitering around late at night.I was always the last person to leave the kitchen too after a day well done.

It was Simon and he looked pissed and somewhat ragged.Typical Simon.His tie was loose and I could see a hint of hair on the exposed part of his chest.I swallowed deeply and cautioned myself to look away.

“Hey”I said setting the blender aside.

He ignored me and moved to take a bottle of water from the fridge.

I noticed his bruised fingers as he did so but I knew better than asking after that.

We had never had a conversation all through my 3 weeks here and I was just his worker .

He turned to me as he took a large gulp,sizing me in a few seconds .

“You got any more of that?”he asked gesturing to the smoothie I was making

I was surprised at his request

“Sure”I said and hurried to offer him some of it.

I watched him drink as though I was in a food competition awaiting the opinion of a food critic.

“You make good smoothies.The old Chef always made lumpy ones.”he said after having some of the smoothie.

I noticed we were inches away from each other when l smelled a scent his expensive perfume mixed with sweat.

Then I realized he was staring back also and moved quickly to dispose of the almost empty cup of smoothie.

I knew he was watching as I rinsed it clean ,we fell silent momentarily.

“Thank you .really”I said breaking the silence and also knowing that he was waiting for my reply.

He was kind of giving me a whiplash.

With three weeks gone ,he wouldn’t even look at the path that I threaded on and now he was enjoying my cup of smoothie late at night.

He nodded,muttered a goodnight and was gone.

I released a deep breath that I didn’t know I was holding .

My conversation with him had left me on edge and vacillating between confusion and excitement.

I knew anyone would yearn for this opportunity ,talking to a guy as good looking as him,but with my little time here I knew aside the affluence,the family had their secrets.

Simon coming home late and looking like he had just gotten into a fight confirmed my suspicions.

Henrietta being the usual gossip ,had also fed my suspicions.

“Well there’s a rumor that we could be working for a mafia family and I feel there’s an iota of truth there.”she had stated

“Why do you feel so?”

“Never tell a soul.Well I’ve been hooking up with Peter ,one of the bodyguards and I noticed he had a gun during our last intercourse.Why would see the need to wear a gun even to bed with a woman?”

I was stunned at her confession of having an affair ,I admired her courage ,but what caught my interest more was knowing the essence of always carrying a gun around.

You would do so when you knew danger was lurking around.