----- Doing his paperwork was like doing extra homework. I didn't mind at all. It was peaceful and it absorbed time, and I didn't need to use so much energy doing it. It was only organizing and filling out contracts and signing yes or no. He is such a lazy person! "Nnn... What's your name again?" "Noah." The master was sitting on an armchair facing me, wearing his reading glasses and drinking tea. My lips were pursed and I let out a content sigh after finishing three hours' work. "Can I go home now?" "No. As a maid, you're staying here." "What?!" Well this news was shocking! I'm staying in a perverted rich man's home and he probably has erotic and SM things in his closet. How *****. "My dear, you're staying here. And if you're wondering about my posessions, you're one of them." I cringed at the mention of posessions, before slapping myself on the forehead. If I didn't break that damn vase I would've gotten a choice! "No crappy and suggestive stuff!" He stared into space for a moment before shrugging. "Deal." ---- The room was spacious and I gasped. The bed was huge! "You're staying here with the rest of my collections." What. So I'm a living statue now? Now that I take in the details more, there was a statue sitting on each corner of the bed, decorated and crafted carefully and neatly... "I'm not a toy." That was all I mentioned to mumble. I felt numb inside. Did he seriously think I was... a toy? "No, you're not. You're a living portrait." He was grinning cheekily again and I only let my head drop. I turned to him before glaring and pushing him out forcefully. "YOU IDIOT!" I slammed the door in his face before my face was tinted red. The hell is wrong with him?! ----
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