Chapter 2 The Taste Of His Silence

The man just stared into space, I can't even see his eyes with these shades on. They spoke among themselves in a language I don't even know. They just laughed and I assumed they were laughing at me, I was beginning to be irritated but I needed the job. The bodyguard made a call and passed it over to the boss, can't he use his own hands? After the call he had a smile on his face.

Boss: You did say you were clumsy but breaking the entire restaurant equipment, isn't that a bit too much?

Me: Shaun is exaggerating, he didn't even like me that much.

Boss: Interesting. I have a job

for you but not in my restaurant,

I can't risk having my equipment

damaged.

Me: What job?

Boss: You'll be my personal chef,

that way you won't have to wake

up early to go to work and you'll be in a comfortable working space.

Me: I'm happy with that.

Boss: Can you even cook? I don't

trust you at all

I laughed at him and we spoke

for a while. He was just an open

person, easy to talk to and very

calm.

Boss: Lets go to the kitchen and

you can cook something quick for

me and I'll know if I can trust

you or not.

Me: I'm fine with that.

This man is giving me a chance, I

have to do this right and not

mess up. He stood up and took a

well polished black stick, it didn't

seem like a walking stick and he wasn't even limping maybe he just uses it to go with the look, classic man maybe?I followed them to the restaurant's kitchen and he gave me ingredients and stood next to me while I chopped the vegetables that caught me off guard was how he used his hand to feel how I've cut the carrots, couldn't he just look?

Boss: I like them cut straight, 1st impression.

I laughed and he didn't seem to be watching me but he seemed to be so attentive. After I was done with his spaghetti with meatballs and vegetables he took a deep breath inhaling the smell of it and walked out.I followed him with the bowl to his office, I was confused. Isn't he going to eat?

Me: You could taste the food Sir

Boss: I don't eat in public places

Weird, but he's in his office. No one will see him if that's what he's worried about it. I didn't ask any questions and he gave me details of where I should come tomorrow at 9 am, at least its not 7 am.

I hope I won't be that late. I took my car keys and left thinking about this weird encounter with this weird man I'll be working for. There's just something about him that I didn't know how to explain it or pinpoint about him but there's just something I'm not getting about this man.

I got home and took a long bath relaxing my body and my thoughts were just on this new job I had to do. The man was handsome but I didn't see his eyes, he might even be more attractive when I see his eyes. He seemed old though so he's not a factor, he's probably married and has 20 kids.

After my shower I took my file and sorted it out, it has recipes for breakfast lunch and supper. I had to get his meal plan and sort everything out, one thing I was passionate about was cooking and I wanted to make sure I don't mess this opportunity so I slept early so I could be on time and not disappoint my new boss and myself.

Sleeping early didn't really help but I was not as late as I usually am. It's around 9:10 am and I'm driving to Hillcrest trying to get to this mans house as quickly as possible.

I was using GPS to locate his house and damn was it big, maybe I got the wrong place. I checked the address again and it was the same one. The electric gate opened and I drove in but security stopped me.

Security: Your name and surname mam?

Me: Shantel Leaster.

They gave me a piece of paper to write down and some book where I signed and wrote the time I arrived here. My finger prints were taken and a picture of me too. What an exaggerated security procedure.

I drove to the parking lot and my car was so small amongst the big cars that were parked here. I took my bag and the file then went to knock on door. I was shocked when the door just opened and no one was there, is it electronic too?

I entered and then realise I should take off my shoes, there was a shoe rack near the door and white fluffy socks hung next to it, they looked very new. So I took off my sneakers and wore the socks.

Some lady came by, she seemed like she was my age dressed in a cleaners uniform and she had a name tag on, her name is Bonnie.

Bonnie: Hi, follow me please.

I followed her and along the way a bunch of people were moving around cleaning and some moving furniture. The house was so clean and fresh, I felt like I'm just going to disturb the peace here.

Everyone was working silently and some musical instruments were playing. Are we in heaven? It was just such a beautiful peaceful house, everything was just mostly white and there was green art pieces and some places painted in black and grey.

Bonnie led me to the kitchen and gave me something that looked like a menu and a book full of ingredients.

Bonnie: Mr Zee has his breakfast at 10 am, exactly.

I nodded and looked through, at least breakfast seems simple. Lunch and supper is what I'm worried about, I'm not one who has cooked Italian food but I will try.

The kitchen is so clean, I'm scared to even touch anything and mostly, I don't even know where the stove is. I kept looking around. I walked around the house looking for Bonnie and luckily I found her.

Me: Bonnie, please show me the stove.

She giggled and I followed her back to the kitchen. She pressed a button and the white cupboards shifted and the stove appeared. I would've never been able to figure that out.

I opened the fridge and my stomach just grumbled, so much food in here and it just happens to be mostly my favourites. I took out what I needed and started cooking.

It was a simple breakfast, bacon, eggs, cheese grillers, toast and baked beans. I dropped the pan when he came down the stairs followed by his bodyguard, he was wearing sweatpants and a long sleeve tight t-shirt.

Him: Shanty