“Good morning.” Replies were mumbled as Elaine made her way to one of the empty chairs on the dining table. It was few minutes past seven am and the whole Xavier family was already seated in the dining, having breakfast. It wasn’t something she considered extraordinary when she worked as a maid but now that she had to join them on the table to break their fast that early morning, it sure felt weird and abnormal. “Good morning, Elaine,” Frank finally replied Elaine in the loudest voice. He dropped his cutlery next to his plate, watching her as she made her way then sat in the farthest seat from him. “Come on, move closer. You don’t have to seat so far away, don’t you think?” It was Elaine’s turn to mumble as she stood up. She lightly raised her head, scanning the dining. Frank sat at the horizontal centre of the dining table with his nephew, Dominique seated right next to him having his breakfast in silence. By his side, his son and though Elaine preferred not to think of him as su
After riding for a couple of minutes more, they finally arrived at the Xavier Group’s building. With his driver rushing forward to help him with the door, Alexander stepped out of the car, having Elaine mirror his actions behind him. After his not so comforting words, she had managed to stop shaking. She tensed her whole body up and Alexander couldn’t care less if that was the right thing to do- all that mattered to him was she wasn’t shaking and distracting him anymore in the process. They stepped into the main building, a gasp escaping Elaine’s lips immediately. She looked around her, struck with awe as she did. The building was huge, way more huge than the Xavier mansion. She could spot dozens of people walking around it, all dressed corporately and looking busy. She felt a tingle of excitement as she looked at them. Very soon there was a possibility that she was going to be one of them. Dressed in corporate clothes and busy with office work. Interrupting her thoughts, Alexand
Embarrassed was an understatement for how she felt. Not only was her new gown drenched, her body suddenly felt sore from falling and she could bet she had scratched her skin with one of the pieces of the broken mugs. She could feel dozens of eyes on her, having her shut hers in embarrassment. She remained on the floor, unable to get up or even move at the slightest. "Oh my God," unable to stay still anymore, Rachael got up from her seat and rushed towards her, quickly trying to help her get up. "Oh my God, are you okay?" "I-I," she stuttered, left with no choice but to try to get home at Rachel's gesture. "I'm fine." "Mr. Xavier, what is going on? Who is this lady creating a scene." "I'm sorry for the interruption," Elaine could hear Alexander say. "Please go on without me. Excuse me for a minute." Elaine felt her stomach churn as she heard the sound of Alexander's feet hitting the ground get louder. She swallowed, finally raising her head up to confirm her guess. Indeed, Alexand
Elaine stared at herself in the mirror for the dozenth time that morning then let out a sigh. After returning home unusually early from work the previous day, she had locked herself up in her room, not even bothering to step out for dinner, doing nothing but thinking and reflecting on the previous day’s occurrences. No matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't get Alexander's not so nice words out of her head. How he reminded her of her place and how he had unintentionally given her a huge task to work towards completing. The task of trying to prove she wasn't just a maid. To prove she could do well as his personal assistant, regardless of her background or every other factor that made it seem like she couldn't. With another sigh, she tugged at her gown and stepped out of her room. Just like Alexander said, she was going to pretend yesterday didn't happen and have her new first day at work go smoothly. Luckily for her, it didn't seem like Frank was home, making it easy for h
With an eyebrow raise, he turned to leave the major dressing room, heading to the familiar path to Dominique's office. It was a two way thing, either he was in his fashion studio, whipping up new designs or he was in his office, sitting with his legs crossed and doing lesser energy consuming activities. Hoping it was the latter, he headed straight to his office. That was going to be the only way he would be able to get him to talk to him with his attention fully on him. His little prayer got accepted as the moment he set foot into his cousin's office, he spotted him seated on one of the rather comfortable looking sofas, serving wine into a glass. "Alexander?" Dominique failed to hide his surprise on seeing his cousin. "What are you doing here? Aw, did you miss me?" "You wish," he scoffed, taking a seat next to him. "I'm here to get new clothes." "For yourself? So randomly?" He hesitated before replying, yanking the wine glass from his cousin as he did. "No. I'm getting Elaine new
“Oh my, you look different!” Elaine smiled lightly at the compliment from Rachael as she walked into the office, Alexander leading the way with quicker steps. After a very quiet ride, they finally got to the office and just like he seemed to have promised himself, Alexander was completely ignoring her. It was something she had gotten used to though. For a second, she almost thought he had changed and was going to be less cold around her since he was nice enough to take her shopping but even before those thoughts could settle, he had managed to whip them out of her mind. She didn’t completely understand him though. What did she have to do with him not wanting to get married? His marriage was his business with his dad and before she could voice out her confusion, he walked away from her and plunged them into nothing but awkward silence ever since. “I was worried about you,” Rachael continued, sympathetically. “You know, after what happened. Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?” “I
“This way, ma’am.” Elaine bowed lightly at the guard in front of her as he helped her out of the car, towards the restaurant a couple of meters away. Apparently she was to be on a date. With Frank Xavier. Alexander’s father. She felt shivers run down her spine as she recollected the day’s events. After an averagely eventful day, she had hoped to just go home with Alexander and prepare for her next day of work only for her to be approached unexpectedly by a man that claimed to be Frank’s personal chauffeur. It was more of an order than a request as he informed her of Frank’s plan to have them have a dinner date that night. Before she speak up, he confirmed Alexander knowing about the plans and from the look in his eyes, she knew he was being serious. Thus she was left with no choice but to sheepishly nod and go with him, more than thankful Rachael wasn’t in sight. They drove straight to a clothing store and on the chauffeur’s orders, Elaine was stripped off her formal office
Dressed in one of the dozens of office wears Alexander had gotten her, Elaine held onto a pretty bag also gotten from Alexander and patiently waited by his car for him to show up. She had purposely skipped breakfast after barely having an appetite and was ready to just get to work. It was a long exhausting night and she couldn’t be more glad morning had dawned already. After concluding Frank’s unexpected shower of gifts, they had dinner and then had his chauffeur drive them back home, another driver taking her new car home. They returned to the mansion late at night and already full from the dinner and the restaurant, quickly bid Frank good night and retired for the day. “What are you doing here?” She was quickly pulled out of her trance by a familiar cold voice. Immediately clutching on to her bag, she turned to face Alexander standing few inches away from her, eyebrows arched with his driver right by his side. “Mr. Xavier,” she swallowed, immediately taking a step backwards. I