8:27 pm. The timer went off for me to head downstairs for Mr.Gilinsky to tell me what to do next. i just finished looking for his apple watch in his huge beverly hills home. I jog outside of the room and to the huge staircase.

You see I work for Gilinsky. I basically do anything he wants me to do, walk his dogs, water plants, clean, and more cleaning. He also has a butler who cooks and will dust often. But i tend to help more around the home.

He hired me about 6 months back. He is very sweet and thoughtful. He's a great singer as well but he mostly dances. He'll do shows time to time, once he did a tour and it earned him great bank. I'm not struggling financially, i just don't have a rich family to depend on. My dad passed away when i was 4, and my mom loves being a hair stylist. She lives with her sister, while i live here with Gilinsky.

Now Gilinsky is a HUGE heartthrob. He's so sexy, tall, tan ugh a man can dream to be with him. yeah i'm gay but i do not have feelings. He is with a girl named Amber, kind but has her head far too up in her own ass. she's a fashion designer and works with gucci, which means she's barley in state.

"Ah, just the man i wanted to see!" Mr. Gilinsky smiled as i walked down the stairs.

"here i am." i smiled. I walked up to him and handed him his apple watch that i found.

He was wearing calvin klein sweat pants that were exposing some of his V-line. No shirt. what a hunk he is. I wouldn't mind if he pushed me onto the couch and took off- nevermind.

He told me for my last task of the day i would look for his apple watch that he lost yesterday. It was under his dresser along with a rolex watch that i found.

"thank god you found it. i've been needing it." he smiled and patted my shoulder.

recently a month ago, I broke up with my boyfriend, dylan. we were together for a good 9 months, but he said that he barley had time for me and that i was loosing my skills to make love. That night was full of screaming and crying, him being mostly screaming.

It was so hard to get over, he was my first love, he took my virginity, he genuinely cared for me. But now i'm back to being sad most of the day and all of night.

"well i'm happy that you are now fulfilled sir." i say adjusting my glasses.

he sat back down on his black U-shaped couch and continued watching rick and morty on his huge television.

"would you like to watch the show with me? i'm so sorry i was being rude not offering before." he looked up and asked.

"O-Oh no sir it's totally okay. Im actually head in the shower quickly if that is okay with you?" God dammit i hate when i sutter. It reveals that after 6 months i still get nervous around him.

"yeah yeah of course johnson. you have the rest of the night to go nuts and do anything you would like." he said as he took a handful of the hot cheetos.

"thank you and goodnight sir." i said as i walked to the kitchen. i got a glass of water and a croissant and made my way back upstairs.

I set the two items on my marble nightstand, that probably costed more than my moms car. i take off my shirt and make my way to the bathroom. everyday mr. gilinsky leaves a note saying "nice work" or "you are doing great!" or some shit like that. It's sweet that he does that to make me feel more welcome.

I start undressing and start up the warm water. My glasses soon start to fog up so I remove them along with my necklace.

I let the warm water run down my back and hair. The sound of the water running soon over powers the noise of the cartoon Mr. gilinsky is watching.

I hum to random songs playing in my head, one minute it'll be a logic rap and the next a soft tune from a 50s classic. I continue to shower until I hear a knock on my bathroom door. It is connected to my room but i left the door open to my room.

"Johnson i'm ordering a pizza. do you want anything?" I heard the housekeeper, Vanessa, yell from over the door.

"Nope I'm fine. thanks though V." I reply. We are not friends, but we aren't enemies as well. We get along just fine and we do offer things to one another.

As I step out of the shower, I wrap the towel around me and check my phone.

9:33 PM. Damn I was in there for forty minutes. I shrug and put on a fresh get of boxers and joggers, what i usually wear to sleep. I dry my hair tiredly, excited to head to my bed.

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