Chapter 2 Contract

Giselle nervously held both her hands tightly as the man in front of him was reading her CV. The house where she was sitting was nothing less than a mansion. It was as big as a city mall. She wondered how many room it has.

The man who looked in his thirties and quiet handsome cleared his throat and placed the file on the table.

"I can accept you for the job but you have to make a contract for a year right now. Otherwise, the door is that way."

"Right now..." Giselle was stunned over his offer.

"Yes. As you know, we have a lot of people for this post. You have to sign the contract right now and have to start working from tomorrow."

He picked a paper and placed it in front of Giselle. Giselle who was about to reject the offer, stopped looking at the salary. She thought for a second and then picked the pen.

The man checked the signature and nodded.

"My name is Parker but you have to call me sir. From tomorrow, you have to stay in the house for twenty four hours. You can have two days off in a month. Your only duty is to take care of Young master."

Parker paused.

"Remember few rules from now on.

First, never make young master angry.

Second, keep the room clean and free of dust.

Third, always listen to what master says, don't you dare to do anything which he stopped you to do. If you make master angry, the contract will be over that second."

"I will." Giselle smiled.

"I will show you young master's room. I will give you a list of what you need to do. Be punctual."

Giselle nodded and followed the old man. She was only thinking about the salary right now. It was too much for what she has expected.

Parker showed her the room where she was going to stay. It was a small yet a comfy room.

"This door." He pointed towards a door on left wall.

"It opens in young master's room. He will have 24 hour access to your room."

Giselle nodded as it was a little weird buy she knows about her job.

After getting a visit to the house she returned to her flat so she could take her stuff to her new job. Soon she was busy packing her stuff as she had to leave the house tomorrow early in the morning. She put everything in her bag and got up from her bed. She came out and was drinking water in the kitchen when a hand wrapped around her waist.

Giselle screamed and turned back pushing the man who tried to back hug her. She was horrified seeing drunk Henry behind her.

Henry chuckled.

"Did you get scare of me?"

"Are you drunk? Go to your room." She tried to leave but he held her wrist and pulled her against his chest.

"This is my house." Giselle tried not to gag after his alcohol tinted breath hit her nostrils.

"Leave me." She screamed as Henry's hand roamed over body.

"You are so hot...and young....I know you want it too. Don't you?"

Tears rolled down her cheeks as she wasn't able to fight against him. She was too weak to resist.

"Let me go. Please for Felicity, let me go."

Henry scoffed and held her jaw tightly. He tried to kiss her but then suddenly the door bell rang. For a second his grip loosened on Giselle and she took benefit from it, hitting him between his legs. Henry cried with pain while she ran towards her room and locked the door. She sat against the door as she was scared that Henry will break it down. Tears were rolling down her cheek and she wrapped her arms around her legs to calm herself down.

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Simon was practicing shooting when Parker came and stood next to him. He was more like an elder brother to Simon who took care of him since childhood and always stayed beside him.

"She signed the contract."

A smile appeared on the face of Simon. She fell in her trap and now there was no one who could protect her from the misery she was going to get.

Simon changed the direction of his gun and fired the man standing at some distance.

Parker was stunned as the man fell down and died in a second. The bullet pierced in his skull.

"I didn't like his tie." Simon threw the gun towards Parker and smiled.

After he left, Parker came near the dead body. He sat down and moved the tie. There was a wireless microphone attached to his tie. He was a spy.

"Move the body." He ordered the men who were waiting while standing beside him.

"We can get some information if young master hasn't killed him yet."

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