Hello so my name is Samuel Cane. But you may call me Sam. Iam thirty years old, black hair, piercing blue eyes, I might say. Very very muscular body and very handsome. "Hey I am not blowing my own horn here ", but listen I make both males and females swoon, No not swoon drool, yea drool when i walk by, remember I said both male and females. Yes I turn heards wherever I go thank you very much.

　　So before I go on forever about myself let me tell you why Iam here, yes why I am telling you about this sexy beast right here "wink wink".

　　So I was in the police force for about eight years. The best job I have ever had. After I finished school that was the only thing I ever wanted to do. Until I realized that the presinct that I was in had many crooked officers that at the end it was difficult to differentiate between the good guys and the bad guys. So when I heard that there was this rich dude who wanted a bodyguard or something , I quite the Best job I ever had to work for the 'snobs'.

　　So bringing me to the present day here's what happened.

　　" Steve ! " my man nice to finally meet you. so I went ahead and sorted out your paperwork so here is the file for your client. It's a Mister uh- something it's written there on... there yeah... Somewhere there."

　　I stared at this imbicile who can't even remember my name. The idiot who is supposed to be my boss , mumbling shit about my first assignment.

　　" So I take it you didn't read the file too?" I asked this idiot.

　　" I read it , just make sure you go through it before you arrive at the client's place .Oh and you start today ." He replied while throwing his hands around like a damn fool he is.

　　" What do you mean I start today, I thought today was only for briefing?"

　　" Apperently your client wants you today, Good luck Pete."

　　" My name is Sam."

　　" Pass by the receptionist she will give you the uniform you are supposed to wear, Good luck again Tom ."

　　I stared at him for a second, I swear if I didn't need this job I would have punched this fool on his ugly face. How the hell is he the boss, really?

　　Enough about him.

　　So I walk by to the receptionist, such a pretty face to bad not my type.

　　" Hi there beautiful I was sent here by that fool - I mean your boss to get my uniform."I say the word uniform with air qoutes.

　　" Good Morning sir name please ."

　　" Samuel Cane."

　　" Yes sir here you go , This is your uniform they sent and your pass for when you get to the gate. They are expecting you at any time before noon."

　　" Thank you doll ."

　　I tell you she should be the boss very efficient unlike that nincampoop that calls himself the boss.

　　So I leave their offices and now iam headed back to my apartment to pack and check out. ' Because someone didn't tell me I had to get my affairs in order before today'.

　　I arrive and pack my clothes and call the building manager to let him know I am checking out. After that I wear the 'uniform' really uniform what kind of freak am I working for? It better not be some troublesome kid I will have to chase around. Ugh the things we do for money I tell you.

　　So now I'm on my way to hell. Just kidding I am on my way to the 'client' , I take out my phone to check the address then I punch it to the GPS on my car . I drive for about three hours before I arrive at this- remember when I said I was driving to hell I exaggerated a bit I meant a two story house, with manicured lawn and all that shit. I had to use that passcode the lady gave me to open the gate.

　　I drive over to the door and don't see anyone around does anyone live here? A guy suddenly knocks on my car window.

　　What!?

　　" You must be Mister Cane welcome please follow me. I am Sidney Jones I am Mister Hill's assistant.

　　Today I will be giving you a tour of the house and tomorrow that's when you will meet Mister Hill. He wakes up at around six in the morning . He has been working from home but starting tomorrow he will be going to the office so be ready by seven in the morning to meet him." He tells me as we head inside.

　　" Any questions Mister Cane?"

　　" No Mister Jones, not yet."

　　" So let's continue this is the dining area and over there is the kitchen and follow me up the stairs, this is Mister Hill's bedroom and and the door next to his room that will be your room and lastly that's the guest room ."

　　I listened to this men with a raised eyebrows. I think he could see the question on my face when he said.

　　" I know the house looks big on the outside but we only using this side. Because Mister Hill felt too lonely in such a huge space so the other rooms are unused,this belonged to his grandfather," he explained while we stood by my now to be bedroom door.

　　I nod in understanding, "Is he married? , kids?" I asked, really so far I know nothing about this client, he must be really old , only old people could denie themselves 'the fancy living.'

　　" - Yes and so I'll see you tomorrow Mister Cane."

　　He just walked away, yes to what though. I just asked two questions?

　　" okay yes tomorrow morning " I mumbled back even though he couldn't hear me.

　　I enter into my new bedroom the room was nice with a king sized bed and a table In the corner. there's a bathroom inside with a Jacuzzi-like bath on one corner and a shower that could fit five people on the other side and on the next door it's a walk in closet but it's empty, so I guess I'll have to fill it up with my clothes I mean ' uniform ' and clothes that I bought.

　　It's ten in the evening now I just finished taking a shower. Mister Jones had called me down for dinner earlier and it was very awkward, this house is so quiet, really I could have sworn that I could hear his heart beating . I switched off the lights as I get ready for bed we'll see what tomorrow brings...

　　Morning came too early at exactly five o'clock the alarm went off. I woke up do my morning routines which are training first for about thirty minutes and take a shower then have breakfast all before six so I would be all ready to meet Mister Hill.

　　"Morning sir today you only have one meeting with Mr Cooke at Eleven am. But you still have a few file you will have to sign."

　　I could hear Sidney talking it sounds like they are headed to the kitchen where I am sitting so I stood up, then stood up straight like how a soldier would.

　　"Good morning Mr Cane." Sydney said in greeting but to tell you the truth I was focused on the man next to him. He didn't look older than I had expected. He looked to be in his early twenties with blond hair, pale skin like he hasn't seen the sun in years, Pink full lips and brown eyes and a very thin body he looks soft and fragile like you could push him over with just one finger.

　　"_and the cars are in the garage."

　　Wait what? there is no one standing in the kitchen, they left me and I feel like the 'cars in the garage' thing was meant for me.

　　So I check my hair on the toster and Walk out.

　　Mister Hill was already in the car going over his files. I can't help but think that I should have opened the car door for him.

　　I punch in his work address on the GPS and drove off. It's silent in the car with only the sounds of passing cars and papers being flipped.

　　We arrive at this tall building that looks like it's eighty percent glass and I drive over to the underground parking. I quickly get out the car to open for Mr Hill but he is already out the car and walking over to the elevator.

　　He doesn't speak as we climbed into the elevator and he pressed a button with the letters EXP in them and the elevator started moving up.

　　The elevator stops and we enter into an empty office space, well the elevator is facing this huge double glass doors as we are walking to my left there is another door similar to the first one on the door there are words boardroom on them and up ahead I heard Sidney welcoming Mister Hill again, really how did this guy get here so fast.

　　"Mister Cane please stand by the door. Mister Hill will be in his office the whole day today."

　　"Okay would he need me to do anything for him."

　　"No don't worry about that I've got it all covered."

　　Well I guess it's standing on the door like a statue for today.

　　"You better get your facts straight before coming in here and accusing me of fraud my campany make a net worth of 90 million a year why the hell would I steal small change from you huh?"

　　It's Mister Hill shouting at a Mister Cooke who walked in here as if he owns the place and now from what I can gather he is accusing Mister Hill of embezzlement.

　　"Now get out of my office and don't come back here again until you have learned some manners and accounting skills, good day Mister Cooke."

　　Poor Mister Cooke left with his tail between his legs to think he came in here looking all arrogant and smug.

　　My cute little puppy put this huge man in his place.