CHAPTER TWO

08:25 '' Thompson's Mansion '' New York '' USA.

Elisabeth.

I decide to go back to Mr. Thomas, to see if I can find this black folder. I start looking everywhere, but I can't find it.

Is that black folder really in here? Because I haven't found it yet.

“I wonder where it is?” I ask myself, looking around the room.

“Where's what, Elisabeth? '' another scare. Is today world scare me day? Because that's what's happening.

I turn, looking down.

“I was looking for such a black folder for Mr. Christopher,” I speak in a low tone.

“Don't worry about it, little one. I just gave it to him. '' Say it softly.

“Oh, so forgive me for going through your brother's things, Mr. Alex. '' I ask, a little nervous, I don't want to be punished for this.

“I have nothing to forgive you, dear. You did what you thought was right, so I don't blame you. I'm sure my brother won't mind either.

“Okay… I'm sorry. I bite my lip at that, he said it was fine and here I am, apologizing again.

I hear her chuckle, becoming very embarrassed. What a situation! I don't know where to run, if I should run, and therefore I feel him walking towards me, stopping his steps in front of me.

“It's okay, little one. “Run your hand through my hair. “You're the one who calms us down.

I'm confused by this.

"What do I calm you on, sir?" I ask, feeling very curious.

“In everything, little one. Soon, soon, you will know. You can go now. He takes his hand out of my hair, giving me space.

'' Yes sir. Excuse me. I walk to the door and let out a long sigh as I leave the room.

The presence of Mr. Alex is so disconcerting… I mean, the presence of all of them makes me uncomfortable. They all give me the same weird look, like they're going to eat me at any moment or something.

Bewildered, I now advance to Mr. Lorenzo, pushing my thoughts away. I start to clean everything and suddenly someone comes out of the bathroom. I quickly focus my eyes on the ground.

“I''I didn't know you were already in your room. I'm sorry about that, Mr. Lorenzo.

“No need to worry, Elisa. I just came to take a shower before returning to work with my brothers.

“R''okay, I'll let you change your clothes, excuse me. '' I leave your room with my heart beating a thousand times.

Holy shit, I'm not done cleaning up these rooms today!

“Damn it, I forgot Mr. Alex in Mr. Thomas! “Whining, that's a lot of work for one person.

I go back to Mr. Thomas and, just in case, I knock twice on the door, hearing nothing. I open the door, a little hesitantly, looking in, checking the empty space and going to the laundry basket I left by the bed. Glad it went right!

I think I can get two baskets of laundry downstairs, so I now choose to go into Mr. Dylan and, when I knock on the door, I am surprised to hear a “come in”.

I open the door, always looking down.

'' Good day sir. '' I speak politely.

“Good morning, Elisa. '' He smiled. '' A little question: are you wearing a new perfume? '' Ask and I'm surprised by it.

“Oh… yes… sir. '' I answer, a little lost.

'' It smells so good, it suits you.

I swallow hard.

“Th''thanks, sir. I say, very embarrassed, feeling my face heat up.

'' You can go get the laundry basket, then come back to tidy up the room.

'' Yes sir.

I walk lightly to the bathroom and pick up the dirty clothes, before returning to the bedroom, always looking anywhere but at them.

“I'll be right back to tidy up your room, my lord.

'' All good.

'' Excuse me. '' I leave the room heading towards the stairs.

I need to put these clothes in the machine, and as I go into the laundromat, I take out Mr. Thomas''which are already dry''I put them in a big bucket to hang out later, take Mr. Dylan and Mr. Alex and I throw them into the machine, not bothering to mix them up. My routine has been the same since I arrived here, so I've never mixed up any of their clothes, I know each one's favorite styles and colors, although most of the pieces are similar.

So I hang up Mr. Thomas on the clothesline. The laundry room is huge, really big, it's like a room, if I wanted I could live here. When I'm done with the clothes, I set the bucket over the sink and stop in the kitchen for a glass of water.

I ignore the snakes, as usual, and go to the fridge, opening it and getting a pitcher of water. Later, I take a glass, fill it and take several sips, refreshing myself.

“The slut must be showing off just because the bosses are paying attention to her. '' Vitória says, taking me out of seriousness.

These snakes won't leave me alone? Holy shit!

“You must. '' Valerie agrees.

“Hey, Elisa, you gave the bosses enough to be that thirsty, did you? '' Victoria asks, laughing.

It makes me roll my eyes.

'' Fuck off, Victoria. I reply impatiently and put the jar back in the fridge. "And if I'm having sex with them, it's not your problem, you miserable snakes!" It's my life, and I do what I want with it, so I suggest you take care of your useless lives, that I take care of mine, okay?

I leave the kitchen, very irritated by this. Those shitty bitches only know how to think about it, just because the bosses treat me right. However, that doesn't mean I'm having sex with them. If I was, what's the problem? I am a free woman and I can have sex with whoever I want.

“Elisa. I turn, still irritated, and my blood runs cold as I stare into Mr. Dylan. Holy shit, I'm going to die! “Oh, my dear Elisa, you shouldn't have broken the most important rule in this house. “Seriously.

“M''m''excuse me, sir. Please do not kill me. Please,” I beg, my voice strangled and I stare at the floor.

He laughs and it scares me. His laugh is booming, but it's pretty cute.

“I would never kill you, little one. I'm only going to do something for you, disobeying us.

I swallow hard on that. What is he going to do with me?