Chapter 2: The Young Master's Tempting Offer

Sighing one last time. I was holding my breathe when my hand slowly twist the knob to open the door. Miss Jane looked up to me, slightly pulling her specs down the bridge of her nose.

Sauntering to cut the distance between the two of us, "Please don't fire me. I need this job. Tell the young master to reconsider this decision of his. I'd be careful and more cautious next time," I said throwing my hand mid-air to swear at her.

Her eyes remain pasted on me with no words leaving her lips. I was ready to be down on my knees when she finally opened her lips and words escape from it.

"I wasn't going to fire you, Ava... I called you here because starting today. You are going to be the one who'll assist the young master while he is here with us."

Pointing at myself while I stare at her with my eyes wide opened. I wanted to be sure tnat I heard her right. When I saw his portrait in the attic earlier. I was curious about him but the way he stared at me earlier. It feels like there's this impending danger against me whenever I am close to him.

I immediately shake my head and my hands too. "Why me? Miss Jane, you knew how clumsy I can be. Why would you want me to work for the young master. He'll hate me," I said in a whispering manner though no one would be able to hear us.

"You don't want to work for the young master?" She asked. Hearing that, my face instantly lights up because I thought she is going to consider the fact that I don't want to work for the young master and she'll no longer pressure me into doing that until her finger pushed a white envelop. Scrutinizing it for a moment. I look up at her and ask what it's for.

"Your salary for this month. You may go now," she mumbled before her finger pushed her spec back to its proper place.

We just had our payment for last month the other day and the money on the white envelop is my seperation pay.

"Miss Jane."

"It wasn't my choice, Ava. It was the young master and your choice. He wants you to personally serve him and told me that if you don't want too. I should fire you immediately. As you said, you didn't like it."

I stared at her with my lips half-opened and she didn't even ask the young master why he personally prefers me over anyone or over her who has been serving their family for almost three decades now?

"You should go. Now that the young master is here. My job doubles and I can't afford wasting my time having this conversation." I tore my eyes off the envelop and nodded my head after I convinced myself that if the young master personally request me to assist him. It means that he isn't mad at me and I have no reason to be nervous around him.

"I'll do it," I told her with a smile on my lips that I faked just to make it look like I wasn't forcing myself and it's really okay for me to do this.

"Do I need to start right at this moment?" I asked her. Her lips curved downward but decided to shrugs whatever it is that she has on her head, "Yes, you may start right at this moment. You do know where the young master's room is, am I right?" She asked in which I moved my head once to nod my head.  With the use of her one hand and fingers. Miss Jane ordered me to carry on and so I did.

Pulling the skirt of my uniform that rest right above my knees. An accommodating smile made its way to my lips before I tap my knuckles against the door twice, later opening it on my own. I found the young master in his wheelchair, facing the spatial balcony in his room.

"S-Sir?" I said in a low voice to call his attention but he didn't move, not even his eyes to acknowledge me. The cold breeze of the night made me worried as he might caught a cold, flu or something.

Not giving a second thought about it. I snatched a blanket from the king-sized bed and folded it before I walk towards him. Just when I was about to place it on his lap. My heart jumped out of its cage when he suddenly caught my hands and he slowly look up to me, making my insides trembles.

"Sir, d-do you need anything? I-If not, please let go of my hand," I pleaded in a calm voice.

"I think I need you to warm me," he said with no signs of letting my hand so soon and so I smiled at him and lightly shakes my hand to show him that blanket that I have.

"I know. I already thought of that hence why I brought a blanket. If only you'd let go of my hand so I can put this to you."

The young master smirk at me and the emotion in his eyes that were waving at me earlier became more clearer. He meant something else when he told me that he needs me to warm him.

"Why? Didn't you do what you did earlier for my attention. You have it now. Tell me that you don't want it? Tell me that you don't want an opportunity to change your life within a blink of an eye by spending the night with me."

I finally stop struggling for him to let go of my hand.

"If I do exactly what you are asking me to do. Will you make me the lady of this house? Your wife, young master?" I challenged him, hoping that he would stop but he smirked at me.

"Ambitious, I see..." He let go of my hand but it was too late for him to back out. I do want an easy way out of this poor life and he is the key that I was looking for my whole life.