A Deal with the Devil

I started my day as usual and I got dressed in my denim shirt and jeans while my grandfather was making us breakfast. He takes good care of me and I owed him my entire life for raising me so far. I have never complained about anything to him as he has done so much for me. Although we were poor, he has never made me feel like we were poor and unfortunate. Now, it was up to me to find my purpose in life and that starts with working a shitty job at the devil's mansion to earn money for my higher studies. "You could come by the mansion later if you want, dear. I'll do some of your work while you spend some time between those books." I heard him call out from the kitchen and smiled at his words for always looking out for me. He knows my love for books and how much I love to spend time in the public library, reading books for free. Reading is like an escape from the reality for me and it also inspired me to pursue my education in English literature. I just want to write a book on my own in

"You look pale. What happened, dear? Did he hurt you?" Ginny's concerned voice broke my chain of thoughts and I looked at her, giving her a small assuring smile. "Umm..no. He did say he might fire me though and uhh..." I went blank. I had no idea what to tell her. He could be joking about the killing part but knowing him and his temper, I was genuinely scared about the lengths he would go to protect his name and reputation. "He is heartless. Dammit! Even the tears didn't work on him. Don't worry, Aria. I'll make sure you have a job by tomorrow. I can speak to my daugh—." "I think I have a headache, Ginny. I'm gonna go rest for a while." I lied, cutting her off mid speech and started to grab my things. I felt bad for lying to her. I would have told her what exactly happened if it weren't for his threats. "Oh dear, shall I make you a cup of coffee?" She offered with a worried look on her face. "No, Ginny. I'll be fine. Don't worry about me. I'll figure it out. I always do." I rush

Once I was done unpacking and arranging my things, I let out a huge sigh and looked around, feeling satisfied with myself. It looked so much better now with a touch of colour rather than before when it looked plain yet like a luxurious hotel room. I heard a small knock on the door and rushed towards the sliding door to go and get the main door of the room. It can't be Xavier since he usually comes home late. Years of working in that mansion made me memorise his schedule. Who else could it be? "Ms. Abrams, Your lunch is ready." Ginny spoke as soon as I opened the door with a stern look on her face. Crap! She knows. I should have explained everything to her. How did it slip my mind?"Oh my God, Ginny!" I grabbed her by her hand and pulled her inside. "Don't 'Ginny' me, girl. What the hell is all of this? Are you marrying, Xavier?" She bombarded me with questions as soon as I closed the door. "I have a lot of explaining to do but why don't you sit down first?" "Sit down? Young lad