the Girl [ep27]

I was speechless when
I stepped inside the
penthouse. It was so
beautiful and the view
outside was
breathtaking.
The color black and
brown dominated the
room. The black sofa
was so elegant and
looked so comfortable.
The brown carpet was
spotless, that I was
afraid to step on it, in
case I had dirt on my
boots. The wooden
furnitures looked so
glossy and expensive,
that if I touched it, my
fingers would surely
leave a mark on it.
Doris showed me the
kitchen. I was really
amazed. It was so huge
and was fully equipped
with expensive
appliances. The full
height refrigerator-
freezer, gas range,
rotisserie, 30-inch wall
oven, warming drawer
and double espresso
machine was embedded
in the kitchen cabinetry.
Everything in the
kitchen was made of
stainless steel.
“You like it?” Doris
smiled at me.
“Yeah… I couldn’t believe
that this huge kitchen
caters only one person.”
“Well, that’s the
privilege of the rich.”
“Lucky him. My family
and I rented a very
small apartment, I
think, only one fourth of
the size of this
kitchen.”
“Really? The Petrakis
family owns the
building. Mr. Eros could
occupy the whole 58
floors, if he wants too.”
“Wow. Our apartment
would look like a rat’s
home compared to
this.”
Doris just smiled at me.
“I’ll see you later. I’m
going back to the staff
residence for a while.
Just get yourself
oriented with the
kitchen. You can also
check the boxes of
coffee in the cabinet
below the coffee
machine.”
“Okay, thanks Miss
Kelly.”
“Oh! Just call me Doris.”
“Er… um… sure, Doris. By
the way, is Mr. Petrakis
already awake?” I
checked the time in my
wristwatch, it was
already 5:15 a.m.
“Hmm, I don’t think so.”
“How will I know if he
wants his coffee?”
“You will know. There’s
an intercom in every
room. Just stay here in
the kitchen, okay? Have
to go, now.”
“Okay, see yah.” The
moment I was alone, I
checked the cabinets. I
saw different types of
coffee. Mostly very
expensive and imported
coffee beans, granules
and powder. I shook my
head and went to get
something inside my
bag. A zip loc of coffee
beans. It was the same
coffee beans that Mrs.
Chang’s coffee shop
used. I bought it from
the supplier, before I
went home yesterday.
After an hour, I was
still in the kitchen
waiting for Mr. Petrakis
to wake up and ask for
his coffee. I checked my
time, it was six fifteen.
Where is he? Is he still
on his bed?
Another hour had
passed, but still no sign
of Mr. Petrakis.
Oh God, I feel so sleepy
waiting for him to ask
for his coffee. I woke
up at three in the
morning, and now, my
eyes won’t stay open.
I checked the time in
my wristwatch every
ten minutes… seven
twenty… seven thirty…
eight o’clock…. Then my
eyes suddenly refused
to open anymore. I fell
asleep on my seat, and
my head was on the
counter table.

Sorry to inform you,we will be going on a break from 8:30 pm today to resume next year.

wait for the last story tonight.