Chapter 1: Chapter 1: Mysterious Man
She was drenched from head to toe. Her long wavy brown hair was wet and stuck to her forehead as she walked down the road with her luggage.
LA was a huge city, where would I find her?
Actually Jenna was an orphan, she ran out of home in search for a Job.
She had no penny on her. As she walked down the streets, She prayed that a good being would help her out somehow, but no one seemed to care.
Thoughts ran through her mind as she walked to no destination,she stood crying , she was so cold and tired. So she blacked out and fell to the wet ground.
Arnold, a filthy rich Man, who was just coming out of a bar. He was on a black suit, he was tall and muscular, he had cold dark and beautiful eyes, with nice shaped brows and adorable long lashes.
He had dark long, bronze hair, and a perfect physique, he was so God damn beautiful, and looked really calm with his hands always tucked at both sides of his pocket.
He got into the car. His driver was on a white suit with white gloves . Anyone seeing Arnold would think he was a government official or some sort of prince.
He sat at the back seat as he looked out the window, catching the cold air.
Suddenly the car stopped...
"Sir... "The Chauffeur called out.
"Why did the car stop?""Arnold asked without turning to him, he still fixed his eyes out of the window.
"Someone is lying on the road Sir".He replied with a worried look.
"What do you mean someone is lying there?"He still didn't turn to him, his eyes were stuck to a building.
"I..I'll go look,". The Chauffeur hurriedly went out of the car with a black Umbrella as he saw Jenna lying helplessly.
He came back to the Car. "Sir, it's a lady.. "he said avoiding Arnold's gaze, as if it were a crime to look directly at Him.
Arnold slowly turned to him. "A lady?" He asked with no expression on his face, just his normal cold look he always wore.
"Yes, she's there with some luggage". He quickly replied.
Arnold slowly shook his head to the door, signaling the Chauffeur to get the door open. So he did.
"Your Umbrella Sir". The Chauffeur put the umbrella above His head as they Slowly walked to where Jenna laid.
"Is she dead?" ..he said looking at the body that laid in front of him. He stared as if he saw a prey.
"No, she's still breathing"..he replied expecting an order from his boss, But Arnold said no word.
"W..what should we do Sir?" He asked averting his gaze . No one dared looked at Arnold . It was as if it were written on his forehead warning people not to look at him.
With his hands still tucked in his pockets, he took about Eleven seconds to reply..
"Get her into the car". He said and then gently turned and walked back into the car not minding the rain.
He sat gently and took off his black jacket, leaving the white shirt and his red tie around his neck visible.
The man carried Jenna on his arms, as he made her sit at the back seat with Arnold.
When he checked and She was well positioned, he went to the driver's seat.
"What now Sir? " He asked as he bowed his head.
"Drive us home". He said looking out the window.
Jenna slowly fell on his broad shoulders, and mumbled something. "Thank you.. " her eyes were closed, her lashes were wet as she shivered .
Arnold turned to his shoulders. "Seems she's been out there for a long ". He thought as he made his lips on a thin line.
He gently placed his jacket which was by his side, on her shoulders, making her feel warm, after some seconds she stopped shivering.
After a while, The car stopped in front of a huge white Mansion, it was night so the lights outside shown really bright. The outside was designed with lovely flowers, it was huge and a spacious environment.
A guard on black suit with black shades opened the door of the car as Arnold Majestically stepped out.
He walked inside the house about heading to his room, when the man spoke, just then Arnold stopped.
"What should I do with her? " The Chauffeur asked with Jenna on his arms.
Without turning to him, he straightly said. Take her to a room, get her something to eat, prepare her for a warm bath, and call the Doctor to check up on her.
Then He walked to his room .
Corey did as he was told, Corey was in his late 20s, he was charming, and he was a blonde tall guy.. why would he be a driver when he could be a supermodel?
The doctor checked her and told Corey that she had a cold and that she'd be fine within days. Then he left.
After some minutes, Jenna slowly opened her eyes as she saw an image in front of her leaning by the wall.. she really looked weak and tired. She blinked twice to see clearly.
Then she saw him. She swallowed deeply wondering where she was.
"Where I'm i? " She weakly spoke.
"You're at Mr Arnold's Mansion". He replied.
Immediately she noticed she had a heavy suit on her shoulders, she struggled to look at it and then she looked back at Corey.
"That's Mr Arnold's". He said with his arms across his chest.
"Thank you Mr Arnold". She simple said, wondering why he saved her.
"You shouldn't thank me, I'm just his chauffeur, Mister Arnold is my boss, I work for him. "
"Oh, where is he then? Can I go see him?" ..she asked sitting up.
"Nope, you can't see him. "
She fluttered at the thought of what he said.
"Why? "She asked.
"You just can't see him, you'll see him only when he wants you to."
He walked to the door. He then paused.
"Some maids would come get you ready for a warm bath, you've got a cold". He walked out of the room before she said a word.
"I can't see him??? But why? Is he a sort of a Demigod or something? "
"Mm... what a mysterious man." She said to herself.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock.
"Now who's that? She thought. she wondered before saying.
"Please come in.."she said as she stretched to see who it was.
Two ladies dressed in a black and white maid uniform walked in.
"Good day Ma'am.. " they greeted in chorus.
"Ma'am? Were they actually calling me that??? " She said to herself before looking up at them.
"Please come with us". A lady said as Jenna quietly followed them.
"This is the bathroom, she pointed,
And there is the changing room, there are nice clothes you could change into. "
"Seems like Mister Arnold already made arrangements for those, "she thought.
"If there's any other thing you'd need. Let us know. " The ladies left.
"Wow, I wonder who this Mister Arnold is and what he looks like, seems he's a recognized personnel in LA, or is he a supermodel? Or is he from a royal home. Or is he?? Certainly he is!"
"I must thank him for this great offer. "
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