“Good, I like her too, and you’ve never said that before, about anybody I’ve ever hired previously.” She smiled nodding in agreement, responding;
“I know, because none of them were her.” Tiffany smiled at her father glowing.
“Alright children, show Jess the day room and if you’d like, your personal rooms as well. I’m sure she’ll be checking in on you all from here on out in various places, make sure she’s welcomed, settled in and informed about where everything is in each room please. I hate to run, but you know my schedule is insane now for the next few months until this movie is finished. I promise I’ll take a break for dinner though, you have my word. See you at seven o’ clock, this time in the living room I’ll need to unwind after a long day of legal rhetoric and obstacles that need to be overcome. Jess this includes you I hope you understand that you are family now, regardless of employment I’d prefer you to join us as much as you desire too, that is, for intimate festivities. I do realize this might complicate things with the rest of the staff, but James is already discussing some new regimens I’ve had planned for years to implement; But until your arrival, it just wasn’t realistic until now.”
“Yes Sir, thank you for the ample details and I sincerely look forward to seeing you for dinner with the children later tonight, there’s still so much for us to talk about, it’ll take years.”
She blushed smiling at him, watching his heart beat quickly pumping blood through his neck at an accelerated pace. His smile curled in a devious satisfaction he nodded in agreement and turned to walk upstairs watching this beautiful woman first captivating his thoughts, and now his heart, she was far too dangerous to keep so close, but he couldn’t help himself, nobody had ever had such a powerful effect on him before, and his children? Absolutely never before. They all wanted to be near her, to know more about her. Her silk skin glowed radiant white in the sparkling light of the sun streaming in from the ceiling windows that illuminated the hallways on the upper floor each day as sunset approached.
Adie and Derek grabbed Jessica’s hands and lead her upstairs to the dayroom, Tiffany followed shortly behind, hugging her father once more;
“Have a great day dad, I’m leaving soon, still need a few items before we take off for our trip, but I’ll be here for dinner before my flight leaves, there will be plenty of time for goodbye’s.” She wandered off upstairs;
“Hey wait for me!” she yelled at her siblings who’d already opened the door and revealed to Jess just how treasured these children truly were, in a dayroom fit for royalty.
“Let’s wait for your sister please, we don’t have much time left with her over the coming weeks while she’s traveling, best to make the most of it.”
Kyle heard her words echo down the stairs as he entered his office a room filled with executives, waiting for him patiently;
“Gentlemen, apologies for the wait, it’s been a busy weekend, a very, very busy weekend.” The door shut as the trail of laughter started, men wondering just what wicked perversions he was up too, all never knowing the full stories, only the sexiest and noblest parts. The parts that painted him like the God he was in the public eye, even though Jess knew deep down a beast hibernating in wild disposition. Waiting for his next trap to catch the prey he longed to hunt down in the dead of night. Staking, waiting, just beneath the surface, to get out.
“Wow this room has literally everything.” The mahogany door opened to a wall of Muntin windows, providing the feeling of freedom but also trapped within a world that soothed one to serenity. Lavished in the finest comforts, couches, and special chairs around the room centered in front of a home theater. The most impressive part was the red velvet curtain tinged with gold that parted with a remote control that Derek now held in his hands;
“That’s just the start, Tiffany show her the library and loft I bet she never imagined just how much of a kid dad really is inside.”
He smiled his eyes twinkling just like his fathers a certain darkness resonated within him that resembled his as well. A layered covert way of speaking, informing Jess that he was watching, aware of the fact that she was already enthralled with him. Leading her to more of his interests, watching and waiting to see what her reactions would be, and if they were not to his liking his father would promptly hear about it.
“Oh yes, this is by far my favorite place to relax besides my own room throughout the day, come here I’ll show you.”
They wandered up the narrow staircase and above was a loft the center rising towards the ceiling with a giant day bed. Adie had already found herself quite comfortable in, on either side of this day bed the narrow staircase lead to two built in mahogany shelves that stretched from floor to ceiling; requiring one to travel up three spirals of stairs to find the specific book she was looking to share,
“Here, I find this seems to hold special importance to those who desire to know more of where our family’s history came from. The roots of who we are to every branch of the family tree are contained within this book.” Jess took the copy entitled, Burnett Genealogical Society, opened to reveal a painted portrait of himself;
“Your father is rather dashing in this photo, who painted this for him?”
Tiffany looked down to her brother who smiled knowing full well they were waiting for such information to be revealed. A wonderful report that their father unbeknownst to them would be quite pleased to hear, as his thoughts were consumed with this enchanting woman. He hoped that soon she’d reveal that her mind was swimming like an endless ocean in the calm of a hurricane absorbed utterly in his world, with him completely in mind. It always pleased him to know that his prey was pondering of, swooning for and succumbing to his plans regardless of having to alter various back up plans for such a brilliant creature; he usually didn’t have to rely on having his children to keep an eye on their new governess. But this time he was far too busy with work, pursuing dreams and transforming them into reality to keep his eyes on her in his private chambers deep within the center and heart of this illustrious home.
“So you find my father dashing, do you?” Tiffany caught Jess off guard she was too busy fantasizing about him in old world garb wondering what it would be like to make love to a King in his private bedchambers.
“Well to be honest any woman would be blind to consider your father anything but dashing, however this particular image conveys a regal energy that I have felt from him before we even met.”
Tiffany impressed with such honesty waited for her to continue;
“You see my dear girl, I have a bit of a gift. One that usually haunts most with fear of reading minds, or knowing people far too well for how little time we’ve actually spent with one another. I like yourself come from a very long line of powerful, eccentric and especially skilled individuals, but they were in the healing and magical arts, I am one of the most powerful psychics in this part of the world left in my bloodline. It’s what brought me here in the first place, I dreamt of this home long before I ever stepped foot into it and have since continued to question why I am even here, truly here in the first place.” Jess continued;
“The universe has a profound way of dropping us off in places while we’re on our way somewhere else, never realizing until much later that we’re exactly where we’re supposed to be. Where we were always meant to be but never knew quite where it was, it felt like a beautiful dream, too good to wake up from but one we tried to fall back asleep to venture into once more.”
Tiffany smiled listening to such wisdom being shared;
“I’m sure this all sounds like nonsense but you’ll see as we spend more time together just how heightened my powers are when I feel at ease around those I’ve grown fond of so quickly already.” Smiling Jess saw her eyes sparkle and her mouth form a grin she looked up as Adie spoke;
“If you’re Psychic, tell me what my favorite color is.” She started hanging out of the day bed smiling most precociously, a chi
ld who had endured far more pain than her colorful aura could every convey. She was just lucky to be alive, beyond all else that came along with the unique health problems that she was born with.
“You a favorite color? Try all the colors.” Jess smiled as Adie’s face glowed and smiled she looked at her brother;
“She’s good, can you teach me?” Adie asked curiously;
“I want to know how to read minds” she said excitedly.
“Well it’s not quite reading minds for me, that gift isn’t my strongest, if anything it’s sort of like Pictionary, I see so for me specifically it’s called the gift of sight, or clairvoyance, clear sight for that very reason, whatever image, smell, or feeling one has I can not only feel it myself but identify it sometimes before even they can.”
Adie wandered down from the upper loft by golden ladder;
“Wow, that’s so cool, so it’s like using your imagination but better?” Jess smiled;
“Yes much like that, except the pictures don’t come from me, they come from everywhere and everyone else, perhaps you and I can talk to your father about it sometime and we’ll discuss classes. I do work with children you remind me of an Indigo, a child that’s experienced more in their youth than most do in an entire lifetime, usually they endured near death like health issues when they were a child.”
Tiffany and Derek looked at one another;
“Wow, now we’re impressed, she was on an iron lung for most of her early childhood, she had a rare genetic disorder that came from my father’s side of the family it nearly killed her, and well, I better not say this but you’ll hear about it sooner or later, I’m sure; It’s why we’re so grateful you arrived, Dad won’t admit it but he’s scared he has the same gene and that it’ll catch up with him later in life before he can manifest his dreams entirely.” The eldest daughter of Burnett Manor confessed while Derek chimed in;
“Yea, it’s why he works so hard, he’s still running from the fate that Adie already beat in spite of the odds, I think dad just can’t forgive himself for even having us in the first place, he feels responsible for it.”
“Shh, don’t say things like that, it’s awful to think about” Tiffany chimed in trying to change the subject to better things;
“I know it’s awful, but it’s the truth, I just wish dad would forgive himself, it’s not like he knew. Nobody could’ve known, the doctors barely knew, and it’s not like Adie died, she’s here, healthy and safe now, but we’re still sort of trapped here in this room and on this mountain all the time, don’t you want to leave?” Derek looked over to his older sister realizing she didn’t have to answer, he already knew it;
“You know that’s why I’m leaving tomorrow, for the next six weeks, I have to get off this mountain, there’s an entire world out there, and I’ve never seen it before.” Tiffany peered outside the windows watching the sunset and the long grass swaying in the winds, the trees on the horizon looked like shadows streaked in orange, yellow and gold.
“I just want to be somewhere that doesn’t have a cemetery in the backyard, at least for a few weeks, Dad is such a creep sometimes, I know this place fuels his writing, his films and his creative processes, but I swear if I see another dead person wandering around out there under a full moon from my window I’m going to scream.”
Jess descended back to the room wandering around to the cabinets opening them and seeing endless video games, movies and board games,
“Well you have me now, I can easily take care of ghosts, or anything else that’s here, that comes slinking out of the bellows of this place.” Jess said comforting her, wrapping her arms around her shoulders,
“Now is there anything else you need before you finish packing? I’d be glad to help in any way that I can.” Tiffany smiled,
“Thanks Jess, I appreciate the help, but honestly I’m sure one more trip to Denver real quick before my plane leaves at midnight and I’ll be set. I better get going though if I’m going to make it back before dinner.”
With that she waved goodbye and wandered downstairs to the second floor. She approached the door and was about to knock, hearing her father’s voice in serious discussion with his advisors she realized it just wasn’t the time to interfere she reached into her pocket and quickly texted to him:
This is the first time in my life that I knew I could leave you all here without me for six weeks without worry. She’s everything we’ve ever wanted and needed Dad, I hope she sticks around longer than they usually do, not to mention she thinks you’re dashing.
Leaving a winking emoji she sauntered to the staff kitchen and asked what was being prepared for dinner tonight grabbing the keys and a quick bite before her favorite chef kicked her out of the kitchen;
“It needs more spices.” she said winking as she left;
“The nerve of that girl, I should beat her with a wooden spoon for sampling my cuisine before it’s ready to be served.”
The rest of the staff laughed and continued working, as the truck vanished into the sunset down the road towards the mile high city. Jess sat down with the children and her signed copy of her first edition book by D. Burnett, his dark tome that he’d hoped burned along with the rest of those unabridged copies. Hearing the sounds of the television beside her as her boss’s son perused through channels, hearing Adie singing songs up in the loft while tending to origami she let her eyes focus, realizing before in the kitchen that the inscription was backwards, she was always good at decoding such games, covert communication was a skill of hers that few knew much about the powerful sentence left her motionless, unable to move or even breathe.
“You know where to find me, I’ve been waiting for your arrival, soon you will be Mine.”
Sweet adrenaline coursed through her veins she looked down it was already six o’ clock, she wanted to freshen up before it was time to eat. This message implored her to do so, to keep him ravenous, she wanted him hungry and ever ready for the kill.
“Well my darlings, as dinner is only an hour away, I’ll ask that you both stay here until I return. Unless that is you have permission to go back to your rooms to prepare for dinner as well.”
“I’ll be back shortly.” Jess waited for debates or inquiries Derek paused the movie he was watching;
“Dad doesn’t mind if you’re away from us, he just refuses to employ those who ignore us completely, we’ll be fine and we’ll be here when you’re finished dressing up for Dad.”
He smiled cheekily waiting for stern response and correction.
“Well I see I’m not the only psychic in this family now am I? Perhaps I’ll have to keep my mind’s eye on you as well.”
Jess smiled and wandered off sharing that glow with Adie who waved and continued playing in her world of floating birds and paper butterflies. She exited the room and passed her office to the right, still entirely empty the curtains closed and the boxes she had flown in still packed to halfway up towards the ceiling.
“I know what tomorrow’s plans are regardless of my plans for prowling late tonight.” She allowed her self-designated chore to trail off, the thought preventing any ears from listening, she realized just how astute Derek was at peering into the abyss. She realized he had a touch of the same powerful gift his father has coursing through his brilliant, beautiful mind. He just hadn’t fully harnessed it yet.
As she walked past her office to her right she entered her room and found it exactly as it was this morning when he’d woken her for brunch. Or it appeared that way, little did she know that he had time this morning before she woke to wander into her room again while she was sleeping this time to leave more cameras in devious places to explore her erotic body and passionate moans with much more intimate and vivid details. He wanted all of her. Each post on this four post bed was now covered in the tiniest, inconceivable cameras that now watched her as she wandered back into the shower. Never seeing that the small crack from t
he secret door to the center and heart of this manor home was still peering back at her. Shining still showing her the intricate layers of this mansion and the dark chambers that were locked away in iron chains in the mind of the Lord of Burnett Manor.
“She didn’t say I couldn’t text dad did she?” Derek smiled knowing full well that he did say he wouldn’t leave the room until she returned from her shower and dressing for dinner.
“She’s powerful dad, I’ve never felt another one like us before. She’s so interconnected already, in ways no other has ever dared too, but there’s something so beautiful about her, she’s real. We’ve never been around a governess we can even stand before, but I like her dad, I really like her a lot. Even with the challenges of having to subdue my gift as you’ve taught me to do so for protection, she’s worth the effort.”
Kyle was just a floor below, he hadn’t had the chance to read the text from his daughter yet, to find two waiting for him in just an hour. He feared that they’d already rendered their verdict, just another woman that was gushing in awe of his self-derived fortune, what he could offer her in the realms of fame, yet another pile of human garbage that masqueraded as a woman who cared for him and adored his children. He went from abrupt and brutal debates with lawyers about copyright laws and verifying that specific aspects of his film wouldn’t be able to be viewed at least in this country due to censorship laws. He was on fire inside, ready to burst, he needed to kill. It had already been weeks too long, these added complications at home caused his time to stretch and his mind to break. He desperately needed to end something, annihilate and utterly destroy what someone else created.
The long table filled with faces in well fitted suits went silent and were utterly frozen in fear waiting for him to flip this entire table over as he’d done so many times before, defying both logic, physics and sheer human strength. Before he could unleash a long list of work to each well paid employees list to pursue into the early morning hours over the weekend; his phone buzzed and he read both texts and the rage instantly turned to calm, soothing smiles, he laughed and said;
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