Blinded by love: ch. 2

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"When you get there call me." My father said while posted by the door frame. I grabbed my bags and shoved past him and threw my bags in my car.

"whatever" I muttered. I made my way around the car, and slid in the front seat. Starting the car I slammed my door shut and peeled out of the driveway. Once I was on the road I had a strong urge to take a never ending road trip but old man whitman told me that he would be having check ups on me to see how I was doing. I rolled my eyes, I HATE THIS!!! But I guess it was better than being in a six by eight cell and locked up like an animal. All I know is that once this summer is over im out. Gone. Won't be seeing me here. Their is nothing keeping me here but my age which is about to change tomorrow.

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I spotted the thing from a mile away, it was huge. I slowly turned on to the road to see a gate in my way. I stopped by the speaker box.

*state your business* someone said on the other end of the speaker.

"yeah, uh... My names chase marks. I'm here to work for the Redmann's." There was a momentary silence when I saw the gates open.

*you may proceed* was all he said.

I drove up into those circular driveways the ones with the fountain in the middle. Such class (*note sarcasm*). I stepped out of my car to already find a lady waiting on the front steps with a young boy with dirty blond hair next to her. He looked about a few years younger than me.

"Chase Marks I persume, my name is julie welcome to redmann manor." She said with a graceful sweep of her arm towards the house. "danny here will be taking your car to the garage." He quickly made his way over to me. 

I grabbed my bags from the back seat then threw my keys to him which he caught skillfully. 

"don't scratch it" I always wanted to say that. Danny just chuckled and took my car around the house. I walked up to julie who might I say was a very delectable looking woman; With long dark brown hair, a body with curves in all the right places, sexy lips and baby blue eyes. Just my type. HOT!!

"so you work here?" I asked trying to make conversation.

"yes" she said as we made our way up the steps.

"how long?" Her back was turned to me so I was taking full advantage of this view.

"couple of years" damn she had a nice ass.

"Do you like it here?" She shrugged.

"I guess"

"woman of little words I like that" I heard her giggle.

"are you trying to hit on me?" She asked.

I shrugged, "I don't know is it working?" She turned suddenly facing me, her back agains the door.

"how old are you?" I gave her one of my flirtatious smiles knowing she would brake eventually.

"eighteen starting tomorrow" I said stepping closer to her and placing my hand on the door by her head and lowered my face close to hers. I could tell she was having trouble breathing with our proximity.

"w-well im twenty four your a little young for my taste." She stuttered.

"age ain't nothin' but a number baby, and by the way can I get yours?" I whispered seductively in her ear. Suddenly the front door opened almost causing me to loose my balance but julie fell backwards into a tall man who caught and righted her, then looked at us with a straight face. He was dressed in a crisp dark clean suit with a blue tie. He looked about in his fifty.

"Mr. Marks-"

"Call me chase, I'm not my father" I grumbled. All he did was nodded.

"well Chase, Mr. and Mrs. Redmann are waiting for you in his office, please follow me." He turned a walked down the hall I had to hurry and catch up. Man this guy must have a stick up his ass. He needed to lossen up a bit.

My attention was soon drawn to the expensive interior of the manor. My mom and father use to visit the redmanns alot but I was to little to remember the details of the house at that age but now its safe to say I never been in a place where I was afraid to touch something. Everything looked so expensive. There were art pieces on the walls and interesting statues in random places. The mahogany paneled walls gave it that luxurious feel to the place. But it wasn't like a museum ot acually looked loved in. All on all it was a really nice place. Well I would think so since Mr. Redmann inherited a shit load of money. His great-great-great grandfather struck oil in the eighteen hundreds and since then they've been loaded. They were one of those familys who had it made. Didn't have to work a day in their life. I wouldn't mind that. But I'm not saying Mr. Redmann was bumming it with his endless cash flow. He was the ceo of the oil company he owned. He earned so much money that the next generation and so on wouldn't have money problems.

The sound of knocking caught my attention. I finally realized we were standing in front of a big wood door.

"Sir the boy is here." Mr. Stick up his ass said.

"hey I thought we agreed on chase" I whispered but he ignored me.

"come on" a booming voice came from the other side. He twisted the door nob and I motioned me to step in side. Taking a deep breath I stepped past him to find myself standing into a similar room just like the rest of the house. This room was screaming business. The first thing I saw was the man they called tony sitting behind a huge mahogany desk-in a big burgundy colored leather chair with fancy brass buttons around the frame and thick, fancy armrests.

His dark brown hair was neatly combed back unlike my own black, messy tousled hair. I noticed his intense green eyes sizing me up. His face carried very few wrinkles but you can expect that from a man well in his forties. He sat with crossed legs and his folded hands in his lap. He wore a fancy black business siut. With a slim hand on his shoulder brought me to survey the woman standing behind him. She was very pretty for a women her age. Her blonde hair hung over her shoulder. She stood tall with a Soft look on her face. She also had the strangest eye color. Was thst teal? I didn't even think that teal was an eye color.

Someone cleared their throat from behind me. I turned to see Mr. stick up his ass still by the door.

"Is there any thing you'll be needing sir?" He asked

"Not right now william, but stay outside so when were done you can take him to his room." Mr. Redmann dismissed him. So thats what his name was. I watched william bow slightly and softly close the door behind him leaving me in the same room with mrs. prim and mr. proper. I looked ever where but in their direction. I saw a bog book shelf with a gang of books and awards and metals. The walls were cover with his awards of accomplishments. Man this guy is intimidating. A sudden movement brought my gaze over to them. He was stood and walking around his desk to lean against it. He crossed his arms over his chest and peered at me.

"So, your the good little boy who use to come over to my house and play?" He said. I didn't answer him so he continued. "Now you come over to my house to do work for punishment."

I shrugged, "Thats what it looks like Mr. Redmann." was my answer. He raised a brow.

"your a mouthy on aren't you. Your father told me you have a smart mouth." He stated.

"I couldn't stop my smart comments even if I wanted to sir" I said with a smirk. I watched as he shook his head.

"your going to be a handfull" he muttered.We stood there staring until a soft voice broke it.

"Well chase we heard that you got in trouble with the law. Again." She put a emphasis on 'again'.

"yes, your father told us you stold a bottle of alcohol then decided to take a police cruser out for a spin." he said sounding amuse.

I nooded, "that sounds about right" I noticed the corner of his lip twich.

"Well boy your lucky the carl listen to your dad to let you come over or else you would be in a very scary place right about now."

"I'm not scared of prison" I said.

"You say that now but you've never been there" there was a momentary silence. Until I spoke

"So what is my punishment you'll be having me do this summer?" I asked. Mr. Redmann looked over towards his wife then back at me.

"Are you any good with tools?"