The Masked Butler

Intro

I have made alot of choices in my life, some was good..

And some was.. permanent.

No one knows my real name, or even my face.

The only thing that I have is this job and that mask.

I am a butler, I work for criminals and the government.

That's that.

And what I do is clear to me. No one can deny that I have a problem for not caring about myself.

But that's in fact.. My problem.

Nobody will understand my struggles, because I have no friends.. And I have no one to talk too.

Yeah, even with that in mind. I still keep going.

My only comfort that I have found in, is smoking.

Cigarettes, for daily problems solved.

Cigars, for major problems solved.

And weed, when I am with my colleagues. But that happens only once or twice a year.

Anyway, back to work.

Chapter 1# A Great Time

For almost a year I worked for a lady named Ashley. She is 21 years old, and she is the daughter of the man himself. Pablo Castello. Who is the head of a large mafia who does many business in the narcotics.

He is not terrible, at least not with me.

He gives me free cigarettes made from pure natural tobacco. Without any chemicals, tar, and all that shit you don't want to smoke at all.

I make breakfast, lunch and dinner to his daughter. Every single day. She never complained about it, ever. The other butlers tried to make food once, and she fired them all.

"They disrespected me." She said.

I don't know why she was so upset about it though, it's not like I have better skills. I just know which ingredients make the real effect that is expected. As my cooking teacher told me..

But, yeah..

Ashley kinda seem to have a thing for me.

She look happier, smile at me every now and then. Bump into me alot, tells me I am nice..

Even if that makes me smile..

It will never happen..

I didn't tell her but I know she is expecting something..

Something that I have been told to never do, and I have in the past been warned to.

"Never engage in any relationship."

That's still clear in my mind, even after all those years.

I have been roughly trained to never follow any feelings, never become undisciplined. and to never betray the code.

And it sure made me the man I am..

Now, in these moments. I take the time to smoke..

I take the time to figure the way I will work for the rest of this year..

Let's hope nothing bad will happen.

Chapter 2# The Mistake

Every morning, I make pancakes for Ashley.

Today she decided to cook with me. I told her I was fine by myself and she could wait for the food to arrive.

But she looked at me and said.

"Why not doing this together?"

I hesitate, but than decided to accept.

"Sure, but promise me you won't hurt yourself."

She look into me and said.

"I am not so clumsy!"

And with that, I let her join me in the kitchen. I start playing some music and we both dance. She keep looking at me with a great smile and we prepare the pancakes. I heat up the oven, and she does the mix.

After a moment, everything is done.

But soon as she turn and take the pancakes. She didn't noticed there was some oil on the floor and collapse.

"Are you okay Ashley?"

The pancakes on the floor, with the plate completely broken. She only says "Ow, I messed up."

I kneel down and tend her my hand.

She take it and stand up.

"Sorry.." She says with a sad tone.

" I will make more. It's alright." I tell her.

"You don't need to.." She replies.

" Why is that?" I ask.

" Nothing.." She says and seem sad.

And she left, leaving me alone in the kitchen with the music still on.

I turn it off and wonders what the hell just pan out.

Later, that day. Ashley completely ignores me.

It felt so weird, because she never did that.

Her father then come to me and I tell him what occured.

"That don't matter, I trust you. But listen to me.." He start explaining.

I nod and listen.

"She like you." He bluntly deliver.

I look at him and feel nervous.

"But we can't." I just respond.

"I know, I know. But listen kid." He says.

I still look at him feeling a bit confused.

"Love is wild my friend." I said with a smile.

I nod and feel strange about this. No clients ever told me something like this.

" You, you got her heart right now." He says while putting his hand on my shoulder.

" I what..?" I reply all of a sudden.

" You do not know what you have." He tells me.

I nod without thinking.

"Go ask her for dinner with her." He says.

"You want me to make dinner for her?" I ask confused.

"No, I want you to date her." He says and lit a cigar.

"W-What?" I say.

And things went that way.

• To be continued.