Am I clear?!

The drive to her destination was long but Stacy didn't realize that because different thoughts flooded in her mind. Different assumptions, imaginations, and prospection filled her head which lead to a serious headache. When she beheld the big gate that led to an estate that only had a house in it that was owned by her Master named Alexander, she felt dizzy but got herself together.

The cab stopped and Stacy paid him after carrying her bags and luggage before he drove off. Stacy got a text from her siblings asking where she was, she replied that on the day of the surgery and after their Mom is fine, she'll explain it all and for now, they should take care of themselves and manage the amount of money she dropped.

Her siblings are the obedient and understanding type. So, they didn't argue or threw her too many questions and Stacy was extremely grateful for that after receiving a mind-settling response to her text from her siblings. Stacy let out a quiet sigh of relief.

Stacy stood by the gate but it didn't open up for her, so she went to the doorbell and pressed the button to her surprise there was a security camera and she saw a man's face. He asked who she was and when she introduced herself and was confirmed she was expected. The gate went opened on its own. Wow!

Her master must be incredibly rich to have this type of gate which she knew not its type. Well, Stacy walked in to be welcomed by a long street with beautiful flowers and garden being tended to by some. . .Maids, she guessed because they weren't in uniform.

Stacy found her way to her master's mansion after a long walk, she carried her bags and climbed the short stairs to the door. Just when she was about to go in after pushing down the doorknob. She stepped on a man's shoe. Actually, his toe!

Stacy gasped and immediately raised her gaze to meet those beautiful gleaming obsidian eyes of a young handsome man. Probably in his late twenties, she guessed. Her gaze shifted to his plumpy pinkish lips and his jaws and then his neck consisting of his Adam's apple.

Stacy then realized her leg was still on his, she jerked it off and bowed. "I'm sorry sir" she apologized. She thought the man was her boss because he looked rich.

"You should be" he bent and dusted his shoe. That's awkward, he could call anyone to do that. To even lick it! With her gaze lowered, Stacy bit her lips. She has offended her master the moment she saw him. How unfortunate!

"Sir, I'm. . .I'm the caregiver you. . ."

The handsome man laughed and turned his gaze behind the both of them. She also turned in that direction only for her jaw to drop open and Stacy was dazzled, she was surprised by the sight of the man drinking coffee in his bathrobe. Oh my God! She could tell the man wasn't human.

He was way too much handsome than the man before her. Then she heard laughter. "Too bad Xander, the poor girl doesn't seem to know her boss" The man before her spoke. Mocking her and Oh, she was mocked.

The Xander he mentioned was actually her boss so the man before her wasn't her boss it was the man in a robe. Oh, my goodness! This was too much, if she was a cartoon character she'd have fainted by now because she was caught off guards.

"Well, she knows now, you can go now Simon or you'll get late," Xander said, even his voice was handsome. The lips that released the voice were more handsome!

If he's the one to take her flower, oh she was ready, she was damn ready! Stacy are you mad?! She scolded herself and then the next moment, the Simon guys walked out the door after throwing her that smile that told her she wasn't safe.

Now, that the door was closed, she was alone with Mr. Handsome Xander. Nervous and anxious, full of angst, she played with her fingers expecting him to take the first move and tell her what to do.

The old man had told her to dress seductively but she didn't, she dressed in her decent style but still, her big traits revealed themselves.

"My caregiver!" He breathes out dropping the mug on the counter to the bar by the corner of the living room. Across the door were the expensive couches surrounding a glass, or designed especially for his house table. His house was inexpressible, with the chandelier up in the white gracious roof bringing glamorous glory to his house.

Stacy swallowed. "S. . .Ir" she winced because she didn't know what to call him.

"You can call me what you want. But I prefer you call me by my name. Xander" his voice caused goosebumps all over her. She tried to look his way but he was already feet away from her. Stacy clasped her bag so hard, with a dry throat.

"Okay si. . .Xander" she smiled recalling the old man's words, 'Always smile in front of him' she didn't why he said that but she did as he said though she didn't dress hot to seduce the man's son.

Xander blew out a sigh. "Find yourself a room and I hope you know what to do as a caregiver. My rule is to stay away from me. Don't get on my nerves and don't force me to do things I don't want to do and don't think you can seduce me. I know the old man brought you here to do that but believe me, it wouldn't work. Just consider yourself as a tenant or someone squatting with me, okay?" He had lines on his forehead as he strictly told her the rules she should follow but he was still handsome.

Stacy had to look at him and then she noticed that his eyes with silvery gray, glinting like the moonlight during the night. His nose was firm and high, he had sunken cheeks, making him look more handsome.

"Am I clear?!" He exclaimed with that stern voice but was still mesmerizing and his stern look made him more handsome. Stacy nodded.