Chapter 5

Benedicta's POV

Oh my God, I can't believe that I'm stuck with this. I've been trying to work but all I hear is this lady's annoying voice. She is the same I've been trying to avoid her but I can't just run away. I have to finish cleaning but she is not making my job easier. It's been half an hour and I had to listen to her talk over the phone about how she is working on a plan to get her lover back.

I just wish she could go already so I can work in peace. She is currently glamming herself up for the poor guy. She sounds bratty and selfish. And the fact that she keeps throwing around is annoying. I much will I have to pick up till she is enough? I have had enough of this.

" Hey, you! Hurry up I want some privacy. You have been cleaning long enough now. I thought this hotel had efficient and quick cleaners," she says looking down on me. What! How dare she? Oh, I want to strangle her this instant. Is she stupid or just pretending? I can't believe she just said that. She just insinuated that I'm a lousy worker. Calm down, Benedicta! You can't afford to lose my job over an entitled brat.

I conjured up a fake smile. " I'm sorry madam. I will finish up and be on my way," I told her and quickly gathered my work supplies. I won't come to clean her room again. I won't stand for her nonsense. She will drive me up the wall.

She kept putting more and more makeup on her face. I guess she's hiding all her fakeness underneath those layers. So much for a man who by the sound of it is not interested in her. Her vanity is blinding her to the truth in front of her. I've never been in love, I don't know what it feels like but iI wouldn't force myself on anyone. I shook my head and just let her be, she's none of my concern anyway.

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" She said that?" Jenna asked me in disbelief and I just nodded my head at her. I was lying on the couch that was in the locker room. I was exhausted and working was taking a toll on me. I've never done so much work in my life. Gosh, I sound like a rich person. Truth is, I did chores at the orphanage but because there were many children, it was manageable but I would go back there for anything. I guess, in time it will get easier as I get used to it.

" The woman is such a bitch! I never liked her but she always comes here for the boss," Jenna adds pulling me out of my thoughts. " For the boss? Is he the guy she kept on talking about on her phone? And the one you said every woman wanted in this place?" I ask her in curiosity. " I bet he is. Theron Williams is the owner of this hotel and many more. I know much but there's a rumor going on about them having a past. They were not serious but I guess she didn't get the message," she says shrugging her arms.

The name caught my attention. Theron Williams. His last name is the same as Alexis's last name. Could it be that they are related or maybe it's just a coincidence? She did say she has a brother but she would have told me that he is the owner of this hotel, wouldn't she? But it adds up. She confidently referred me to this Hotel and I got in without breaking a sweat. I'll ask her about it tonight.

" Penny for your thought," Jenna said waving her hand in my face. " A dollar," I replied and she chuckled. " You are zoning out a lot, little one. Are alright?" Her face was marred with worry while she inspected me. " I'm just full of thoughts but I'm fine. But my body isn't so going to take a shower and leave. My shift is over," I informed her getting up. " Alright, then I'll get to work then," she said getting up to leave and I went in the shower. As hot water trailed down my body I got strange thoughts. I suddenly felt like putting a face to the name, Theron. By what heard Jenna saying about how every female desires to be with him. I know I said it was better I don't meet him so I wouldn't lose my shit but can't help it. I just want to see him once, to see what he looks like. And it is probably wise you know so I don't bump into him somewhere and not be able to identify him and do something stupid. No, what I'm thinking is ridiculous and not important. After the shower, I got out of the shower and got dressed in my clothes.

While I was finishing up someone entered the room. I peered through the door to see who it was and I saw Nora, one of the maids. She was one of those who spoke badly about me. I just gave her a small smile but she just looked away. Okay, I tried but what can I do if some people just made up their minds to hate me for no reason?

She never said a word to me and I left it just like that. I was on my way out of the hotel when bumped into someone by the entrance. I closed my eyes as I was about to fall on my bottom but I didn't fall. I was saved by the hands that gripped my waist. I slowly opened my eyes to see who I just bumped into, again. I seriously need to mind my steps. I can't keep being so clumsy.

I saw a middle-aged man with pepper-gray hair. He was handsome for his age but the strange thing was the way he looked at me. It's as if he just saw a ghost or he was confused, I don't know. He made me stand up properly but he did not let go of me. I was already uncomfortable but he said something. " Miranda?" He whispered in bewilderment I almost did not hear him.

" I'm so sorry sir. I was not looking at all I didn't mean to bump into you," I apologized frantically so he wouldn't cause a scene like Miss Brat. I like that, yeah! I will call her that but that's not the point right now. He still did not say anything but he kept staring. I looked around to see if we had attracted any eyes. People who passed by looked at us and whispered amongst each other. That's not good. They will surely make news out of this.

Suddenly he let go of me as I had burned him. I was confused by the way he was acting. After a few minutes of staring at me, he could not look at me now. I guess the weirdest thing is him referring to me as what now? Uh. Miranda? I must have some sort of resemblance to that person.

" Are you alright sir?" I asked him in concern. He looked so sad. " I'm fine and I'm sorry too," he replied rushing off. I turned and watched him leave. For some reason, his sad face made me feel a pang in my heart. I wanted to hug him and take his sadness. Huh? What am I saying? What has gotten into me right now? I just met the man and I'm feeling like this for him?

I'm just tired and need to rest. Yeah, that's it. But who is Miranda?