Royals in Toledo

Chapter 4

NOW is an excellent time to change my mind and run away, but instead. . . I turned around and faced Aaron. How could he be so good-looking? Is that even possible? He is tall, thick eyebrows complemented his deep-set, brown eyes. Aaron also has nicely-shaped lips that look naturally red, a pointed nose and a perfect set of white teeth. Damn! Is there anything that doesn't look good in this man? It should be a sin. When God showered all the good looks, he might be the only one awake to take them all in.

"Did I pass?" said Aaron.

"Good afternoon, Sir. It's. . . it's nice to meet you." I tried to keep a straight face to show him that he doesn't intimidate me. 

"Is it?" He goads. I wonder what he does for a living? 

Usually, young people born with money don't want to do anything with their life but get together with their friends and party all night. Who knows? He's probably not even finish with his studies like a typical rich kid. Yup! That's probably how my boss is. 

I was about to say something witty when I felt Maya's stare on me. . . silently telling me to behave myself. And she is right, I need to behave because I need this job. It's either this or I marry the Prince of Hell. 

"It is. It's kind of you to have me as your humble servant. This job came at the right time." 

Hopefully, he buys it and doesn't speak to me again unless he wants something. So turn around now, Aaron. Wait, I don't even know his last name. I will ask Maya later. How can I work for someone when I don't even know his surname? All sorts of things come to mind when I see how luxurious this mansion is. He could be a drug dealer for all I know. But my mind argued and said, maybe he's just really wealthy. Thanks to my wild imagination and those movies, I watch late at night when I don't have anything to do in the palace. Aaron is a little too young to be a cartel. . . not to mention, his skin doesn't have a single scar. 

"That's good. Appreciating new work, no matter if it's at the top or the bottom of the food chain, should be valued. I am looking forward to your wonderful. . . service already. Excuse me." 

My mouth fell open not because he said, excuse me,  but because when he uttered the word service, it sounded. . . s****l. Is it I, or this man brings out the worst in me? This feeling is very familiar, and it's the same when Jacobo used to tease me when we were kids. It can't be him. What would he do in Toledo? By now, he's busy running a business, following his father's footsteps. . . or with a woman. 

"Be nice to him, Zia. Remember, you need this job. We have to pay rent and buy food." Maya reminded me of my current situation. We are now walking and continuing our tour.

"But did you hear him? And did you notice the way he was looking at me?"

Maya snorted. "He likes you."

"What?" I heard her chortled. I can't believe she has the gall to laugh. Can't she see how baffled I am?

"He likes you. Would you rather that he dislikes you? Make your life miserable? I don't know. Sir Aaron is really nice once you get to know him. And he doesn't ask for much. Usually, you prepare his breakfast, lunch and dinner. Then, wash his clothes, fold them neatly and put them away in his closet."

My eyes turned wide. "I have to enter Sir Aaron's bedroom?"

Maya's brows furrowed. "Of course. How else would you put his clothes away or wake him up in the morning? By the way, you have to put his set of pyjamas out too."

"Don't tell me I have to bathe him too?"

"If he asks," said Maya while chuckling. 

"What?! That's absurd! He is not an invalid, and no. . . I am not bathing that. . . that man."

Maya burst out laughing. "You'll get used to this job soon enough. What's important is that you've found a job right away. It's hard to be stuck here in Toledo, you know. Well, unless you plan to go home and cut your vacation short."

I shook my head. "No, I plan to stay here."

"For how long?"

"For a while. . . until it's. . . it's time for me to go." I gave her a smile to put her mind at ease. 

"Alright, sounds good. I hope you stay for quite a bit so that I don't have to stay in the apartment by myself. Besides, it's nice to have found a new friend." She gave me a genuine smile. 

I noticed how Maya's body is very athletic. It's like she doesn't have a hint of fat. And then I thought, she's probably been in this kind of work since she was younger. Being a maid is hard work. You get up early, and you sleep late. In between, you can't even take a nap, and sometimes you need to hold your pee because you're in the middle of doing something -- like cooking. 

"I'm glad we've met," I told her. 

She patted my shoulder and said, "Come on. I still have to show you the kitchen and the laundry room. Get yourself familiarized with all the equipment here, and we will discuss your daily routine. You will also meet the others."

"The others?" Right, it can't be just the two of us here. It's such a big house, and between Maya and I -- we can't possibly clean up the entire house by just the two of us. There's also a pool and a yard to maintain. Oh God, I hope I last a year here so when I go back to the palace -- I can finally call off that wedding.