chapter 2

Chapter 2

Lisa’s POV

It was late evening, and all the maids were gathered in the living room for a quick briefing. Madam Mary’s instructions were sharp and swift—no room for mistakes. Afterward, we formed a neat line at the entrance to welcome the master.

Everyone was tense. You could feel the nerves in the air. My palms were sweaty, and an excited flutter settled in the pit of my stomach. Clara, sensing my unease, gently squeezed my hand and gave me a warm smile. It calmed me instantly.

In moments like this, I thank the heavens for blessing me with someone as precious as Clara. She knows me so well. I gave her a small smile back.

Then, four sleek black cars pulled into the driveway.

A few men in black suits stepped out first, opening the car doors with practiced ease. From one of the cars, a tall, handsome man emerged—he looked like he had just stepped off the cover of a fashion magazine. I was still admiring his looks when another figure stepped out from the next car.

And that’s when my heart almost stopped.

Vincent Lucas Ford Jnr.

The most breathtaking man I had ever seen.

He stood tall and commanding. Dark-haired, with sharp features that made the air feel heavier. My eyes locked with a pair of intense green orbs. They were cold, unreadable… yet strangely beautiful.

Beautiful, I whispered under my breath.

I tried to look away, but those green eyes held me in place. It felt like a silent challenge—as if he was daring me to break eye contact first. I was so caught up in that strange, hypnotic gaze that I almost didn’t hear Clara calling my name.

Finally, he looked away, breaking the spell and leaving me breathless.

“Welcome, Master,” we all chorused in unison.

Madam Mary stepped forward and asked everyone to introduce themselves. I found it strange—why should even the old staff reintroduce themselves? But I shrugged it off.

Lost in thought, I didn’t realize all eyes had turned to me until Madam Mary stood directly in front of me and cleared her throat sharply. Her glare snapped me out of my daze.

Embarrassed, I bowed my head, cheeks burning. I stammered through the beginning of my introduction, but Mr. Ford didn’t let me finish. Without a word, and wearing the same bored expression, he walked past us. He gave Madam Mary a curt nod and disappeared into the house like he owned the world.

Well... he kind of does.

Rude, I thought.

The moment we were dismissed, I headed straight to the maids’ quarters for dinner. Thank goodness I wasn’t part of the kitchen staff—I didn’t have to see that man again. At least not tonight.

Vincent Lucas Ford Jnr. made me feel things I didn’t understand. That wasn’t good. He smelled like trouble, and I needed to stay far away.

After eating, I showered and collapsed on my bed. But no matter how hard I tried, those green eyes wouldn’t leave my mind.

Ugh, I need to stop thinking about that man.

That reminded me—I had to call my mom. I jumped out of bed and grabbed my phone. Only after hearing her voice did I finally feel at peace.

And just like that... sleep came easily.