1459, The Seven Nations, Halton, The Palace of JabsAlexa giggled, running around the jasmine garden like a wanted criminal.“Alexandra! Alexandra!” Till now, the five year old always thought that Miss Rica was playing knight and thief with her. “Alexandra, come here this instant!” That was enough for today, Alexa thought. She gave the old woman a break. “I’m just forty. Why do you want me dead so early, huh?”She giggled again. Miss Rica rubbed her own forehead and sighed. “Sorry, Miss Rica.”Miss Rica couldn’t be mad at that face. She was the cutest and most beautiful damsel in the palace. Her sisters envied her greatly.They neither played with her nor gave her any prior attention. The palace was always full but still, Alexa was always alone. Miss Rica had seen her cry plenty of times. Miss Rica was all she had.“I forgive you darling.”“Five more minutes to play. Please, Miss Rica. Please. Please. Please.”Miss Rica gave her a satisfied smile. “Sure, my dear. Five minutes, not mo

Wind whizzed and whirled in the room. A whirlwind was formed and it carried everything in sight to join the whirl.Alexa held on to the window. She would die if she joined the whirlwind that had taken her chairs, beds and broken pieces of mirror.Alexa screamed. Her scream caused the wind to disappear. Everything crashed down. She was shaken. But with all that happened, the golden statue was still in her hands.She heard a clap behind her. She jumped and turned to see… him.He was beautiful. She had never seen such unworldly beauty in her life. Not even a vampire’s handsomeness could match with his beauty.His lips were like no other. Looking at them alone could enchant her into kissing him. His glassy red eyes were like never before. She’s never seen anything with red eyes before. His hair was dark… darker than black.His figure was dangerously unique and exquisite. He wore a white prince shirt and free black pantaloons. If this was the devil, then was the storybook lying. What about

I never dreamed of being a maid but… I was doing this for my mum. She meant the world to me.I wore something simple. A fitting blue gown. It wasn’t expensive looking. I wanted them to know I needed the job. I didn’t put make up on but I ponytailed my long black hair.It was strange. My hair grows so fast and full. No matter how much I cut it, it grows to its normal size in no time.I took a light blue purse along and rushed to mum’s room.“I found a job online.”Kimberly removed her glasses and faced me. “Already?” She sounded surprised. “What about?”I couldn’t tell her I’d be a maid. She’d freak out. “I-it’s a waitress job.” “Which restaurant?”“It’s a Spanish restaurant.”“Where is the restaurant?”I couldn’t keep up with questions. “I will keep my answers for the interview. Don’t worry. I’ll be back soon.”“Stay safe. We’ll celebrate if you win.”“You mean when I win.”Kimberly smiled. “Keep the positive attitude, dear.”I went out of the house and closed my eyes, breathing in.

“Some people say he’s the devil himself. He is a multi-billionaire and he owns countless industries round the globe. No one knows his first source of this crazy money.”Wendy picked it up from there. “If he wants something, he gets it no matter what it is. He goes nowhere but work and home. People in the mansion say they’ve seen him with horns…”“And others said he has a long spiky tail…”A long spiky tail? The picture of a golden devilish statue was flashing in my head. I shook that scary thought off. What the heck was that? “… He’s killed countless number of people and always gets away with it. No one is allowed to work in the mansion for more than five years. It’s because he doesn’t age. He decided to stay in Olia because he’s been banned from every other place. People don’t even know he lives here.”Ana cleared her throat. “He has no certificates, no identity cards, no passports and no world records. He’s like a ghost. He also has no finger prints and no true face. Nora is the on

I cleared my thoughts and placed my hand on the verse.17. Behold, we count them happy which endure. Ye have heard of the patience of Job, and have seen the end of the Lord; that the Lord is very pitiful, and of tender mercy. 19. Brethren, if any of you do err from the truth, and one convert him;20. Let him know, that he which converteth the sinner from the error of his way shall save a soul from death, and shall hide a multitude of sins.I rolled my eyes and kept the bible in a drawer. It wasn’t that easy. Nora was trying to save my soul? It was funny to think about it. But what if? What if she was on to something?Lexa’s POVI didn’t forget that I was going for work. I almost did as I admired myself in the mirror. This blue dress was the most expensive thing I had.It was a thick light blue dress, embedded with flowers. It was sleeveless and long. Along with the dress came two white sleeves. I looked like Cinderella, without the puffiness. I straightened the curls out of my hair.