I entered the mansion and was taken aback by the interior's splendour.
Everything about this mansion shouts money and luxury.
Then there are the late-fifties women. she gave me a warm laugh.
"Good morning mam, my name is Celia, and I work as a maid here," she said, and I smiled.
"There are a total of fifty maids in the mansion. Some are cleaning, while others are in the servant quarters; but, I am available if needed," she told me.
"Come, let me show you Mr. Campbell's bedroom," she added, raising my heartbeat with each passing second.
How am I supposed to live with him? He didn't even want to look at my face.
"Sure," I responded tentatively, and followed her.
We ascended the glass-encased great stairwell to the upper level. She let me inside Adrian's master bedroom once she opened the door.
His room is painted in a dark colour theme. It has a king-size bed in the middle and a large glass door facing front, and it reminds me of him in some ways. It has a sofa and other lavish furnishings.
As I approach it, I take a glance around the room. It's colossal and stunning.
The door opened, and I heard it.
There's also a door in the room, and a man emerges from it, and it's Adrian.
So it's a walk-in closet. Adrian arrives dressed in a grey tuxedo, as if he were a model fresh off the pages of a magazine.
Then I glanced in the mirror; I was wearing a basic blue shirt and denim pants, and my clothing was not labelled like his. Despite this, I do not feel depressed since I enjoy myself as I am and will never change for others.
He glanced into my eyes as he saw me in his bedroom. I took a few steps back as blood rushed into my veins so quickly that I had to swallow.
He walks up to the dresser next to the bed and stops there, then looks at me.
"Come," he said sharply.
I take a step closer towards him, hesitantly.
Finally, I get close to him; I notice a piece of paper in the drawer with the words RULES scrawled over it.
He handed me the paper and said, "Take it and read it."
Rules-
1. You are nothing more than a maid for Mr. Adrian Campbell, his wife just on paper, therefore you must obey his orders.
2. You will share a bedroom with him and sleep on the floor.
3. You are not permitted to act contrary to his wishes.
"I see you've read all of the regulations, so you'll know exactly what you have to do from now on," he added, and I glanced down, exhausted, while nodding a bit.
"Good," he remarked as he approached me. As I stared at him, I felt quite wary.
"Trust me, my lovely wife," he whispered as he tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear. My arm swelled with goosebumps. He smirked when he saw my reaction.
"As long as you will obey me, it will make your life easier," he said, smirking, then pulled away. I stopped breathing, as he was so near to me.
He eventually drew back and adjusted his pricey suit.
When he moved away from me, I exhaled with relief.
He turned around and walked away, leaving me standing in the middle of the room.
Over the wall, I lay my exhausted body. So, what's next for me?
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