Chapter 3: My first Job

She uttered no word. "I've got no place to stay for now, I'd just accept this offer and leave as soon as I've got a decent job and a place to stay". She said to herself.

"I accept". She swallowed, wondering what her job would look like.

"Okay then". He delicately wiped his mouth with the napkin he held.

Jenna looked at him as if she expected him to say something more.

"Your job is to wake up early, bathe me, dress me up for work, serve me breakfast, lunch and dinner, give me a night massage"..he went on and on listing her duties.

"He finally said, and note, you must do them at their appropriate time".

She listened carefully and nodded  when she needed to.

"And it starts now". He paused and glanced back to her and then to his watch on his wrist.

"What?? Now?? I hadn't even had time to think! And now??? What do I do now, where do I start? ". She placed her hand on her forehead, thinking.

"Mmm..okay, Plates!, yes.". She sheepishly walked over to where he sat and gently cleared his plates carefully carrying them to the kitchen sink so as not to brake any.

She returned after some minutes then spotted his black jacket which laid on the soft sofa.

She carried it carefully minding not to get it rumpled.

"I..y..your jacket". She didn't know how to ask him to let her put the jacket on him.

Arnold blandly stood, carefully watching her every step. He laughed inwardly while she looked so confused, shy and scared. Lol is that the right word??

She went to his back and placed the jacket on him then She non abrasively  walked  to face him as she dressed his white collar like caring wife getting her husband ready for work.

She tried avoiding his gaze. She was so close to his chest and she could perceive his sweet Cologne.

Arnold was tall so he had to lower his head a little so she could dress him properly.

Just then Her eyes caught his. "Gosh!! He was so dreamy!!" She screamed inwardly.

"No! No no! I shouldn't let him notice!". She tried forcing a strong and serious look but she couldn't..

"How can a man be this perfect?? Though I saw them in movies but this man! He's so hot!, he had a girly long dark hair that fell on his shoulders. He had a pair of beautiful dark eyes, his beautiful shaped brows , his long lashes that fell on his face each time he blinked, it was such a beautiful view." Seeing him blink each time he gave her those dreamy and romantic look she felt a kick in her belly.

Finally she readjusted his red tie.

"You're r..ready". She looked into his left eye and then to the other.

She took a step away waiting for an order.

"Don't forget your tasks today". He backed her and then walked out the door.

"This man is so strange", she mumbled. She had nothing to do upstairs so she walked to the kitchen that was at the corner edge of the Dinning hall.

She peeked before walking in. Everyone seemed busy.

One of The maid that spoke to her yesterday spotted her and walked up to her.

"What are you doing here Ma'am? Need anything?? ". She asked.

"No, I was kind of bored so I came to know if there was anything I could help you with". She said as she scanned the servants that worked in the kitchen.

"No Ma'am, just go to your room and rest, you've got a cold, and Mister Arnold gave orders that you have soup and take rest". She said warmly.

"I'm Jenna, not Ma'am". She corrected as she smiled slightly.

"You're a guest here so I should address you that way". She explained.

"Mister Arnold?". She questioned.

"Yes, the man that you joined for breakfast a while ago". The lady smiled.

"( Gasps) wait, that man is the Mister Arnold everyone spoke of? He's so beautiful, why were his servants so scared of him ?" She thought .

"Is there something wrong?" The lady asked.

"No,no, it's nothing.." she mildly said. 

"What's today's lunch menu?" Jenna's eyes swept through the kitchen looking at what the servants were doing.

"Rice dish, Uramaki, tamales, pozole, and Robollita  that's an Italian dish". She said lastly.

"Can you teach me how to make one of today's dish? please?". She begged.

"Mister Arnold wouldn't like it". She replied.

"He'd love it if i made it, let me at least do something for him. Please? Listen I've got a job here, and he's my boss now".

"Job? Ain't you his princess?". She said looking confused. Instantly she regretted her words as she covered her mouth with her hand.

"I'm sorry". She added.

"Princess? What princess? Is he a prince?"She asked curiously with her eyes wide open.