"Do you understand your tasks?" Mrs Wilson asked Skylar.
Mrs Wilson was so pretty despite her age, one could tell she was quite the beauty when she was younger. Her fur coat hung elegantly off her back and her voice was sweet, chillingly sweet like she could murder you with a loving smile on her face.
"Yes Ma'am," Skylar nodded her head as she faced the floor.
Today was Skylar's first day as a house keeper for the Wilsons. She had to clean, cook and dote on the young master. Mr and Mrs Wilson spend most of their time touring the world since their early retirement, so, Skylar only had to take care of their son.
"Here's my son. Come here Richard." Mrs Wilson gestured to her left and behold, the not-so-young master emerged.
He stood tall and bold like a man who knew what he wanted and the way he creased his eyebrow, she could tell he didn't want her.
"G_Good day, Master Wilson," she stammered.
"It's Richard," he said and walked away.
Mrs Wilson showed her to her quarters and then left the house to join her husband at the airport.
Skylar couldn't get the thought of the son out of her mind as she settled in. She hated how condescending he seemed but she loved the way his deep voice sounded, even though he only said two words to her. She found him annoying, yet, fascinating. As she unloaded her bags she couldn't help but wonder what she had gotten herself into.
So this is my first attempt at writing a novel, I hope you enjoy it. Please sit back and follow the ordeals of Skylar in the Wilson house. Also, vote and comment please. Thank you.
Daria
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