????SHE’S NOT A CINDERELLA????
????A Cinderella doesn’t have to be a princess????
✍️Written By Pinky????
????Chapter Thirteen [13]????
????Ruby’s Pov????
“We aren’t dropping at the music industry.” Patrick said, breaking the long awkward silence.
I turned to look at him but his attention was on the road ahead of him instead.
“Why not? Isn’t that where I suppose to work from?”
“Not exactly. Well, I am not the one in the rightful position to explain it all to you. But my job is to drive you to meet the boys.” He said.
I knitted my brows at him.
Why exactly should i go and meet the boys by this time?
Yes, I was their personal a-ssistant but does that mean I have to be at their house?
No, no, no.. This isn’t happening.
I want to avoid sto-re room guy as much as possible. But going to their house won’t make it easy for me.
“Why didn’t they tell me this part?” I said out loud.
Patrick gave me a quick glance before saying.
“If they had, would you have reject the job?”
I open my mouth to talk but I couldn’t think of anything to say.
Patrick was right. Even though they had told me this part would I have rejected the job?
Of course not!
I needed the job more than ever.
And I won’t just back down because of some guy that don’t even recognize me.
I sighed and rested my head against the head rest of the chair and shut my eyes closed.
I just need to keep pretending not to know him.
The test of the ride was in utmost silence which I was grateful for.
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We drove into a very large compound. God, this place was fu-cking beautiful.
It was more like heaven on earth. Yeah, the music industry building was also beautiful but it isn’t compared to what I’m seeing right now.
“we are here.” Patrick said as he shut down the engine.
“wow.” I gasped, taking off the seatbelt as I kept staring at the building in front of me in awe.
Patrick chuckled. “I said that exact word when I first came here.”
“This place is beautiful.” I breath out as i got out of the car along with Patrick.
He smiled. “You can say that again. You can go in now. I’m not even sure if they are expecting you right now.”
I just shrugged before walking over to the door painted in white color.
I stood in front of the door for sometime before ringing the bell.
I waited but no one answered.
I rung the bell again.
No answer.
Are they still sleeping? I wondered.
I was about to ring the bell again when I heard a feminine voice that came from inside.
“Who is it?” The voice asked.
“It’s me. Ruby.”
“Oh.” The door was clic-ked open and there stood a girl who should be the same age with me or so.
Her blonde hair was in a high ponytail. Her blue eyes were like that of the sea.
She had a smile across her face.
“I’ve been expecting you. Please come in.”
I smiled then take a step into the mansion.
She shut the door closed before leading me to the living room.
“Sorry for coming late.” I said.
She waved it off then said. “You aren’t late, Ruby. In fact you are more than early. I love your eyes by the way.” She suddenly complimented me.
What? She loves my eyes?
“Thanks. But yours is more cooler.” I said in all honesty.
She grinned.
“Anyway, I’m Dorcas.” She introduced.
“Okay. But can I ask a question?”
“Yeah. Sure.”
“What are you to them? Like are you also a staff or something?”
“Yeah, I’m a staff. I’m the maid here. And I’ve also worked for the five Stars for three years now. I love my job. But I love them more. They are more like a family to me.”
I was going to ask further questions but then decided not to.
It’s best I stop interfering in their business.
I don’t need to know anything personal about the boys. I just need to do my work well as their personal a-ssistant and get a fat pay.
I smiled.
“Amazing. so where are the guys?” I asked, looking around.
“In their rooms. They are still in bed. It’s part of your job to wake them up and get them prepared for work.”
“What? Me?”
“Yup. Mr Joe had asked me to guide you while you work. Simply for the fact that it’s just your first day at work. I would advice you not to mess up.” She started walking away but stopped and turned back to look at me and said. “Do not go into Malcolm’s room and Mason’s, if you still want to keep your job.” And with that said… she left.
I stood there like a pile of wood.as I try to think of my next step.
How will I wake the guys up?
What do I do?
Gosh, this is getting more difficult than I thought.
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I was walking down the hall, still looking for Elvis bedroom..I had woken Johnny and Denise.
They are very much awake now and are busy with one thing or the other.
I came across a door and knocked softly on t but no one replied.
Should I go in?
I knocked again but I here was still no answer.
I took in some de-ep breath before pushing the door open with only just one name in mind.
Denise.
I hope this is his room.
The room was painted white. It has no decorations at all but it still captivated my attention.
I shouldn’t be moving around inside someone else’s room but I still find myself doing so.
The bed was neatly arranged. It felt like no one had slept on it. I walked over to the table.
It had books and headphones. I was about to reach out for the headphones when I heard a voice.
A voice that made my blood stop flowing.
A voice that kept making my heart beat.
But this time around it was different.
The voice was sounding very cold and emotionless.
I spun around and came face to chest with him.
With the one guy I can’t seem to forget no matter how ha-rd I try.
“What are you doing here?” He asked, coldly.
“I…”
“What gave you the fu-cking right to step foot in my room?”
I was speechless.
No, not because I don’t know what to say but because of the guy standing in front of me.
His glare alone is making me scared.
He was sounding so different.
Different from the guy I had met in the sto-re room that day.
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#TBC.