All My Love

ook by its cover. If a building looks humongous and expensive, the owners will

d this particular family were far from snobbish. They were almost normal, like the average lovi

t. But.. but he looked so mean and domineering. How he was so sweet was beyond me. And his wife, Maive, as she asked t

ge to knock. Even after I had gotten in, I was still filled with nerves, my hands kept shaking. I think they noticed

be I was just really fast. I hoped I was doing a good job though. W

. He asked few questions about me and even joked a little bit about his posters of basketballers. I didn't even feel unc

been I'd been working here, I was yet to see him or inside his room. Nothing. It was as if he didn't exist because his pictures were not

about it since it's less work for me, but my nosey self would never let

o be cleaned everyday even though no one was using it. Stupid rich people. Anyways, since I was done with the

ires your servi

rist. I placed a hand on my chest to steady my heartbeat. What the hell

re at him but the brut

aid Mr Ciaran

t I'm sure of since every other member of his family is fucking rainbows and sunshine. I took a d

n of his room. When I got to the door, I placed my equipment down

a little louder this time. Fuck firs

e that he heard the knock and he was opening the door. Why was he

I was met with....nothin

nt and walked into the room

ust filled with curiosity. Where the hell

ere wasn't much to look at. There was nothing

ng at

voice said behind me. Arrrgh! I jumped again. What the fuck? What's the

y alive was getting slim real fast. Wha

ven care right there if he was the prince o

ot possible to be upset at s

man was gorgeous.

so masculine and scary was beyond me. How is he even so tall

. So green, scary green. How was it even

." He snapped, looking like he wanted

Why did he look so angry? I couldn't

n a little pout. Jesus Christ. This man was singlehandedly every of my wet

ame complexion as his mother. So pretty and fair,

. He didn't need t

e anger seemed to have reduced a little. He scratc

though. This is the first time I'm seeing someone so fucking handsome my

ed at the last part so I t

ould see it from the way his brows were still fur

ut I had to stop on my own free will because I was certain he'd through me out and I'd n

rfect brow. "a

like that. Even shushing him! What was wrong with me? "oh, and I'm

do it again." He said aft

he Staring or

ot to do bot

That's just something I'd never stop doing. I just hoped

n you're done, there's some waste I need you to dispose of

left on the damn table. Beside the table is a huge book shelf that housed

and got

as done. Like I said, the rooms are h

able. How he still had good posture is totally a shocker. Since he was sti

anging body underneath those clothes. I sigh. It's really

certain I'll ogle him till the ends of time

raping the floor ripp

d to his bathroom. He returned a moment l

to me. "you're not to look at the

s s

s inside." He repeated as if

d, irritated that he repeated it just

t down and got back to what he was

g the bag he gave me and when to the storage room. I pla

kitchen to search for

hown me around inquired before I got to the kitchen. He ha

as he as

ash

me?" he asked, l

th me? Why was I acting suspici

" he asked a little bit m

ra

en

u

ly told me not to open it." I

ened a little bit in

?" he asked

. So I decided to tease him a bit. "Do you want to check? I can just tell Mr Ciaran that you wa

nyways. Not as if this could get him killed... Right? "you can.... You ca

ing to pull his legs some more wh

no." He

into the kitchen to get

on a cheerful expression, trying to maybe get one or two persons to be friends with because I can't be alone all the time no matter how much I want to appear 'cold and emotionless'. So as I was saying, I greeted

rep

fucking e

l life mission to ignore all the workers whether guilty or

the building. On my way out, my thoughts drifted to the bag I was holding. Wha

vidence. Shit! I just knew he looked too good to be true. Sad how it

t even know what was in the bag. C

ares me, no matter how pretty he looked. This might be a test. Who kn

us thoughts aside an

smell funny, most definitely flammable. I lit the lighter a

e watching a bag burn like a fucking psycho but that was exactly what I did. I wanted it to burn

ntent of the bag, no other pe

ge would di

ound and headed over to our resident, pocketin

t on my pyjamas. The sound of my stomach growling alerted me of the fact that i ha

se and sniffed, still smells good. I then grabbed some eggs to

not to the extent I'd prefer but it's still manageable