Chapter seven

Sophie parked her car in front of the most beautiful house she'd ever seen.... Even the gate has said it all, that the owners where damn rich and mighty. As she got down from the car she searched her crossed bag for the card that has been delivered to her house yesterday evening for the gate... Without it she won't be able to enter.

She fished out the card and walked over to the gate, swiped it and it opened automatically, bewild, she went in and looked around and was quite flattered when the gate closed back with a thud.

" Wow....is this where our president lives?" She asked herself, her mouth agape and a hand to her fast beating chest. Even the surroundings was well manured, not a single thing out of place. When she got to the front porch, wide and flower scented with small drop in chairs for relaxation. Thankful the door was unlocked and she went in.

If the outside view had stolen her breath, the view here had just beaten her to death. For it was the most beautiful place she'd ever stepped on, everything was in total order, not a single thing out of sight, the glassy walls, glass tables, soft to the touch yellow cushions, the staircase leading upstairs were made of glass too.

" Woah.....this is lovely" she said wandering around again. There were wall papers on the walls of beautiful landscapes and all but none of the person or people who owns....lives here.

She rounded a corner at the far end of the room the door was left ajah and when she peeked inside she saw it was the kitchen. She marvelled at the widness and whiteness of the counter and cupboards, the kktch was painted white from top to toe. A things out in their appropriate places. She left their and looked up the stairs.

Was no one at home, the place seems too quiet or was she too early?

" Hellooo" she called out quietly, not wanting to wake up anyone if they were asleep. But she need someone to direct her around.

She stood there battling what to do when she heard footsteps from up the stairs ND looked up.

" Good morning sir" she greeted the man as he came down the stairs. He didn't respond but walk passed her to the kitchen. When he passed her side she didn't know she was that small and fragile, compared to him she was tiny and he was the big boss.

" You're early" was the only statement he made he opened the fridge.

"Yes sir, I was asked to get here by eight." Sophie answered. Staring dumfoundedly at him,he was handsome, she won't lie of that fact, breathtakingly sexy and so tall he belittled Sophie's height greatly.

" All you need are in the spare room upstairs, you will be here from eight to eight" he said this and gulped down the water from the bottle.

" Ok sir....." She said as she made her way up the stairs not bothering to ask where the spare room was upstairs. She opened the first door on her right and thankfully it was the room she was looking for...it was filled with different cleaning facilities and the cubords were stucked ul with hand towels and different sizes of cleaning liquid soaps she drew out the vacuum cleaner and made for one of the cupboards to grab a towel and some soap but her hand didn't even reach halfway.

Was she this short? She asked herself as she looked around sighting a small stool by the corner she took it and placed it on the floor to step on.

She could hear the boss's footsteps as he came up the stairs. She streached her hand as far as it could go but she still wasn't talk enough.

" Can you help me with...with th....is sir, my hand can't seem to reach their" she called out when she felt him pass by the door. But before she could say anything else her foot slipped just as the door opened to reveal her boss who rushed towards her to stop her from falling.

She landed in his arms and heavily and could feel his arms wrapped tightly around her waist.

As far as she could recall, this was the second time this was happening and her heart beating rate at the moment could send her to the hospital.