Tamara POV
 I plonked myself on the bed and allowed my eyes traveled to the white ceiling, staring at it blankly.
'And also, you will be my date to Rodney city show' The phone owner words reeled through my mind and I scoffed. I plopped my head on a pillow, still not looking away from the ceiling.
Of course, I should be happy,
I meant, finally I was going to be attending his show.
But my subconscious mind kept telling me it's not going to be good.
And that jackass!
I didn't even know his name.
Why did I have this strange feeling about him?
First, he asked me to become his personal maid and now, I should be his date to the city show. Gosh!
Who does that?
What exactly did he want?
Oh, Mara!
I just hope he was not going to sell me off.
I heaved a massive sigh.
Rodney, if I get to meet you tomorrow at the city show, then trust me you are going to hear it from me.
You've really caused me a lot. I rolled my eyes before turning to the other side of the bed.
The following morning…
The blaring sound of my alarm clock penetrated into my ear and I cursed loudly while I jerked awake from my beauty sleep.
“What's your head ache? Huh!” I raised my voice at the alarm. “Why did you have to shrill when Rodney and I were about to kiss?” “You're just a kill joy, and I'll never forgive you if Rodney didn't appear in my dream tonight,” I shot the alarm one final glare before breathing out softly.
When did I even fall asleep?
I sat upright and rest my back on the bed rest and sluggishly tucked the loose strand of my hair.
I yawned softly.
It was another Saturday morning…uh mm…
Oh, my… Alicia!
I wouldn't get to see Alicia on weekends again.
It saddens my heart, I lied to the only person who cares about me.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
How I wish I could open up,
How I wish I could tell her how I've been abused by my father,
How I wish I could tell her everything, but I was scared.
I preferred not to become a laughingstock, I was afraid things might get wilder than I had thought.
The tears were now dropping on their own.
I thought about her motivational talks and motherly care.
Whenever she noticed how depressed I was, she would become restless immediately. There was a time that my Dad collected my salary from me again, I lied to her that I didn't know how I'd lost the money, she believed me and took care of my feedings at work throughout the month.
She was just so good.
Maybe I should just tell her?
But where do I start from?
Damn!
I was just screwed.
After a brief while, I was on my way to jackass house.
Dad has left the house very early in the morning, I guess,, or perhaps he didn't come last night because I didn't spot him around till I left home.
The cab screeched and halted, bringing me out of my thought. I alighted from the cab, paid the cab driver, and crossed to the other side of the road.
Whoa… Everywhere looks so beautiful.
I brought my phone out of my purse and went to check the address jackass had sent to me yesterday, his home address. After I confirmed the address, I nodded. I was at the right place.
I shut my eye briefly, I inhaled and exhaled softly before moving closer to the gigantic gate. Furthermore, I was about to knock on the gate when it automatically opens on its own.
“Whoa” I muttered as I stepped into the enormous compound.
Holy cow!
Was this for real?
The environment looks breathtaking that I felt jumping around to check out everything inside.
So houses like this really does exist..
I only watched them on TV.
I knew that this jackass was wealthy, but why can't he just let go of that phone? I stood rooted and thought within myself.
I was lost admiring the whole place.
“Ma'am” I heard behind me and I swiftly turned around to face a young and pretty girl, neatly dressed in a uniform-one would know she's a maid, though.
“This way, ma'am” She said and that was when I realized I've been standing for so long.
You wouldn't blame me, would you?
“Follow me, ma'am” She said again, and I was forced to say something.
“Tamara, just call me Tamara,” I told her as I gave her one of my best smiles.
I was here to also work as a maid, and she keeps referring me as ma'am… Ma'am… Ma'am.
F·ck ma'am!
We got to the living room and my mouth fell open in bemusement.
Holy Jesus!
Was this a house or a palace?
Oh, my world!
Even a whole city could live in here.
The interiors were so captivating and the wallpapers…
I was short of words now.
“When you are done checking out, you let me know” I heard, and I came back to my senses immediately.
I swallowed before turning to the direction where his voice had come from. “Good morning” I greeted with a light bow, but he only shook his head.
Jerk!
“Will you just stand there all day?” He snapped at me after the short silence, and I slowly strode to where he was sitting, with his legs crossed.
Big jerk!
“Sit” He ordered, and I quickly took my seat adjacent to his seat.
I've already sat down, but he wasn't saying anything.
He should speak already.
“So you will be going to shop for your dress soon” He finally spoke up, and I blinked twice.
What dress? I almost ask.
“My date can't definitely follow me to the show in a dress like this” He says with a grimace and I secretly rolled my eyes.
Who begs him to take me along?
Double jerk.
“But can I ask you a question?” I asked in more like whisper voice, and he nodded.
“You have a maid already, why do…”
“That's why I said it's personal” He cut in rudely and I breathe out.
“All you have to do is follow me around, I have enough maids to take care of other things” he says proudly, and I feel like slamming his head against his seat.