~ Donald ~
"Hey Boss, good morning" Flynn my PA greeted as I entered the company's building. It appears he has been waiting for me.
"Morning Flynn" I answered
"Mrs Wilson called and asked if you've received your package?"
"Did she fail to mention human package?"
"Huh??!" Flynn gave me a puzzled expression.
"Yeah, human package that isn't the least intimidated by me. Didn't she check the internet before saying yes?"
"You know the only thing the media is right about is your cold heart, most of the other things is a lie."
"Hmph" I huffed and entered my office.
"Yeah, ever wondered why my wife stop setting you up on a date?"
"Because she knows she's wasting her time"
"Because every one of them come crying back and she's faced with the burden of consoling them so she gave up on you"
"Glad to know.... Why would she send a maid to me?"
"Phew! At least someone to live in that boring house of yours maybe you'll stop being a dickhead to your employees. You're acting too cold"
"Thanks for that piece of advice Flynn, I think I'm going to freeze you too"
"Doesn't matter since there's one person in this world that isn't afraid of you. When can I see her?"
"No when, she's leaving my house whether she likes it or not" I replied firmly.
"Hahaha funny, you have less than ten minutes to the meeting. Are you ready?"
"As I'll ever be"
The meeting went great and with Flynn out of my hair, I can think more clearly.
Flynn and I have been friends since college. After years of not getting a job, I invited him to work for me. He's my only friend and he understands me very well but he can be annoying as well.
I left work very late deciding on the tactic I can use to send her away.
I tried calling my mother but she didn't answer my call.
Gosh.......this is so frustrating.
Why can't I think of anything?!!
My cold aura isn't even working on her, if nothing, it only made her more determined.
I'm sure she isn't from earth, she must be an alien.
I took my car keys and drove home slowly.
Thank God the gate is motor sensored, it opened by itself, allowing me access into my house.
I opened the door and was prepared to shout 'heyy'
The word immediately died down in my mouth when I saw a big bucket of popcorn on the table, a big bowl of chips resting in her laps and a bottle of wine on the table.
She sat cross-legged.
One hand was putting a popcorn in her her mouth while the other was changing channels with the TV.
"Welcome" she said without even glancing at me.
"What the actual fvck!" I swore under my breath in anger. "Didn't you say you're a maid?" I glared at the back of her head.
I'm sure if looks could kill, she would be ten feets below the ground.
"Doesn't mean I shouldn't relax a bit besides we both own the house. The only difference is you're the one paying the bills while I do the cleaning" she replied still without looking at me.
"I'm your boss here so you should listen to me" I yelled "now clear the table"
"Sorry boss, you gave the wrong order. Now why don't you take off your shoes, head to your room, remove your clothes and have a cold shower" she finally turned to me and gave me a glance before turning back to the TV.
"Very good Counterknee" I replied "I want you out of my house this minute. Who do you think you are?"
"It's actually Courtney" she corrected "and your maid"
"Get out!"
"Are you sure you want that? If I step a foot out of this house, I'm telling your mother how you claim you love her..."
"Who said I love her?"
"No one but she would believe me and immediately pack her belongings here then I'll report to the media that you're still in love with your ex, I bet you have her picture in your wallet and loner"
Ohgawd...... what's she now, a witch??
"No one would believe you."
"Really, are you forgetting I'm a girl? Think about what will happen to your company if the news gets out. Their most loved CEO who is cold to them still loves his ex. News flash"
"Are you blackmailing me now?" I frowned at her.
"Ohmahgawd....am I?" She replied in mock surprise. "Just let me be and I'll be out of your hair in no time"
I scoffed and stormed to my room. I took my bath and slept with a empty stomach, not that I was hungry anyway.
The following day,
I woke up very early at 3 am and emptied part of the trash cans in the living room, passage toilets and bathrooms, excluding my room and the kitchen then went back to sleep.
Four hours later when I woke up, the house was spotless and Counterknee was no where to be found.
I was really surprised and just as I was wondering where she was, she came out of the kitchen with a plate in her hands.
She set the table and barely looked at me.
I sat on a chair and picked a spoon. "I see you're pretty good at doing your job huh?"
"Yeah sure" she replied and sat opposite me, digging into her food immediately.
I stabbed my fork on the small meats in the food to taste.
It's been long I ate a food someone else cooked. I put the meat in my mouth and chew, the taste was heavenly. I dug into the food instantly as my stomach rumbled.
She's not only a maid but she can cook even better than the woman I hate.
I saw her sneaking a glance at me, her face neutral.
I cleared my throat and motioned to the food, "how could you prepare this?" I asked
"What's wrong?"
"Everything, it's tasteless"
"And you finished it within a twinkle of an eye?" She mocked
I looked at my plate, there were only a few crumbs remaining in the plate. "I ate all because I was hungry" I replied bluntly
"Really?" She taunted.
"Ugh........ I'm not having this conversation, especially with an ordinary maid" I stood up.
Something flickered through her eyes, it went away before I could identify it.
This girl better goes back from where she's coming home, I'm not used with people being familiar with my house except from Flynn and his family. I decided to try again.
"I'm giving you another chance, I give you a signed check, you write any amount you want and you leave my house" I said
"Not interested" she flipped me off
"Okay cool. I'm organizing a party this night and you're to prepare over 60 variety of food." I told her. Where did I get this idea from?
She moved her gaze to me in shock " on a short notice?" She asked.
"Yeah, be expecting 40 guests or more" I replied and walked out, worrying how I'll get the guests to come on short notice.