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I don’t belong

I don’t want to belong

Not even for a second

Fuck, if so to scream

Because I knoithout a doubt, the only way Trent Aldridge would lethim

Hard pass

Gail adjusts a painting as we pass It didn’t even look crooked in the first place, but she shifts it no e and continues walking as if this is normal for her

“Mr Aldridge brought a chef in from a Michelin-star restaurant, and well” She trails off, heeled toes pounding the hardwood floors at a pace nearly is to keep up with “Chef likes to be called that”

“Um Okay”

She laughs, which is a sound I don’t expect froh I’ve ever heard

“Believeto bloay nonexistent dust from a nearby surface “You don’t want to piss off Chef”

“Got it Don’t piss off the chef”

My co Gail doesn’t do e she treats me fairly, we’ll have no issues

Maybe we can even be allies

“How e e York?

“There is Chef Michael, the driver His personal assistant, Allison He also has Brandon, who runs security Christina cleans the place, but she’s on leave for personal reasons There’s also me and now you Seven total But oftenor who he is working with Soets crowded” Her lips turn down at the end, like the idea of people invading her territory displeases her

“Why does one man need seven employees?” I mumble under my breath, and the ood thing I don’t care

We were getting off on the right foot I would hate to ruin that Maybe Gail can be a good person to have on my side in this house

Sure enough, her response is fast—and in defense of her boss “He’s a very busy man, and he works with many important people”

“Sorry That was rude of me to ask”

“It’s okay,” she says in a tone that ie I’m not exactly certain what landed you in this position but know that Mr Aldridge is usually a fair man”

Fair

My brows shoot upward