ANDRÉ

I watch as Halle pace back and forth in anger.

"You embarrassed me in the presence of your workers. In front of HER!!" she accuses.

"Who is the her you are referring to here?" I narrow my eyes at her.

"Safy your housekeeper" she replies and rolls her eyes.

"It's Sophia. But I did not invite them, they probably heared when I exclaimed." I shrug in response. The food was bad, to be honest. I know Halle does not know how to cook and that's why I have a housekeeper in the first place. She'll hear from me later on. If there is something I don't tolerate, its slacking off on duty, it pisses me off.

As I look back at Halle still sulking, I know she would not apologize so I take the lead.

"I'm sorry." I say, moving closer to her. "Forgive me, babe." I kiss her while saying this. I then sit and gently pull her to my laps.

"Please don't do that again. Not in front of anyone, most definitely not her." She says.

"I'll keep that in mind." I say, placing light kisses on her neck and hear her moan quietly.

"So, you were saying?" I ask, seductively, going down her neck and then to the part just beneath it.

"Uhm, Andreeee." She slurred, her breath hot and short of words.

"Do you mind a repitition of last night?" I tease.

"Fuck, I want you." She curses.

I did not need a second invite.

SOPHIA

I am literally bored right now. There's nothing left to do and I am done with the recent update of Game of Thrones on my phone.

As I lay on my bed, browsing through random things on the net and deciding what next to do, reading comes to my mind. I search through the play store and some reading apps pop up.

A particular one caught my attention; Wattpad. It seems very user friendly and alot of positive reviews at the review section. This is great to go.

I download the app and sign up to read. Alot of genres pop up. I pick Historical and proceed. There are a host of stories to pick from. Nice I found this, a sure way to get engaged when doing nothing.

Delving more into the app and enjoying the User Interface, I hear a knock on my door. I open it and see my boss and his girlfriend staring down at me.

"Downstairs. Now!" He seems angry, hope I did nothing. To the best of my knowledge, I did not so let's hope it stays that way.

"Yes, Sir." I quickly reply and lock the door behind me, following them downstairs.

"What is your job?" He asks, visibly trying to keep his anger in check.

"Supervise the cleaners, tend to other neccessities and cook."

"Reiterate the last word." He says, his voice rising this time.

"Cook."

"Now what the hell happened this morning? Where was my food?" He flares.

"I.." I was lost for words. I did not know what to say.

"A simple job, your brain couldn't comprehend. " I could see Halle smirking.

"I even asked her for Salt while cooking and she pointed at Sugar instead. She caused the whole misconception." She says. Wait a minute, did she just lie about her fault? I glare at her and she looks back with venom.

"It seems you have another job elsewhere. I advice you take this job serious, there might not be a next time." He finishes and they leave.

How did the tables turn and I end up being the one to take the blame for this morning's issue? As I recall the lie, I get more pissed off. I make a mental note to not give room for her suggestions or orders regarding food.

I head to the Kitchen to prepare dinner. To make up for this morning, I decide to prepare some Spaghetti stir fry and eggs. Getting all my ingredients in place, I proceed. I could hear them laughing all the way up. I just zeroed my emotions, any form of attractiveness I felt this morning towards him, gone. I just knew I had to keep my job to survive.

I hear the sound of my phone ringing and pick up.

"To my room, now." He says and ends the call.

"Come in." I am told from inside the room.

"Get me a glass of orange juice." She barks, I nod and go downstairs to get it.

She collects the cup from me and takes a sip.

"On a second thought, go back and make it apple juice instead." This time, I change it and return with the juice. I intentionally tilt the cup a little so some juice spill on her body.

"Ahh." She shrieks and stand up immediately. This catches André's attention.

"What's wrong?" He asks.

"This...." she seethes in anger pointing at me. "This housekeeper of yours just poured juice on my body." She says.

"It was a mistake, I'm sorry." I pretend, André turns to talk to her and I glare at her. Hope this sends a clear message. I'm not someone to mess with.

"Let me get some tissues." I add immediately, feigning innocence.

"Just go. You've done enough for a day." She shouts.

"You can go, Sophia. I'll handle it from here." My boss says.

"Okay, Mr. Dumont." I reply and take my leave. I have decided not to call him André any longer. It's Mr. Dumont henceforth, today taught me when to draw the line.