Sweet Aphrodite's POV
　　After eating then cleaning the kitchen, I changed to a long sleeves shirt and jogging pants to protect myself since I am planning to cut the grass at the front yard. I fixed my hair into a tight bun and put a towel on my back inside the shirt, ready for my sweats later.
　　Carrying the bucket containing the materials and tools that I'll use, I went out of the mansion. My hands rested on my hips after I put down the bucket and I scanned the tall wild grasses. I heaved a sigh and stretched my body, conditioning it for the work that I'll do.

　　Kneeling in front of the untamed plants, I began cutting it. The idea of snake living in here scares me. I need to be alert and careful. It is not impossible that there are wild animals here. My forehead creased as I focused but in my surprised, someone grabbed the grass cutter from me.
　　I looked at the person beside me and I saw Sir Lennox. He resumed what I was doing.
　　"Sir!" I uttered. He just stared at me without any trace of emotion. His thick brow shot then focused his gaze on the grass. "I should be the one doing that," I added.
　　He just shook his head.
　　I stayed there for a moment but when I realized that he's not planning to give the cutter back to me, I left and looked for another work.
　　I poured the water in the pailand I looked for a brush. Then after that, I began cleaning the old fountain which is covered with dust and mosses. The dirt that is removed mixed in the water. When I slowly started seeing the beauty of the fountain as it began to appear clean, I became more eager to brush it.

　　I glanced to Sir Lennox's area and my lips parted seeing how close he is already in finishing it. Unbelievable! Was he too fast or am I just too slow?
　　I can't remove my gaze from him especially when he stood and removed his gray shirt. His muscles flexed on his simple moves and I can clearly see his broad back now. The way his muscles are defined made me conscious about the water in my mouth. I can also see how his jaw clenched even his back is facing me.
　　I put my palm in my face, embarrassed that I am gawking. I sighed and stared at his back again. I suddenly remember thinking that my boss and my savior is the sameman. The familiarity of the effects is uncanny. But seeing clearly the clean cut above his nape, I confirmed that they are different person. The mysterious man has a thin braided hair on that area and Sir Lennox doesn't have.
　　Is that an enough confirmation when their body and eye color are almost same? But the fact that Sir Lennox didn't have any recognition in his eyes when we first met is another one. He would know me.

　　Our eyes met and I saw him smirked a bit when he saw me staring at him. I know my face is already red because of the heat from the sun so I am thankful that he wouldn't notice.
　　"What?" He asked then started walking towards me. The arrogance in his voice is noticeable.
　　I watched his dominating steps.
　　I smiled a bit then shook my head. "I wanna ask something," I uttered.
　　"What is it?"
　　I licked my lips. "This is like a stupid question but, do we know each other even before I became a maid here?" I asked that I followed with a chuckle. His forehead creased and he stopped walking. He just stared at me. Now I am embarrassed for asking that. I hid the awkwardness in a small laugh. "Of course not... right?" I said and shook my head.
　　He nodded, agreeing to my last question. I shyly smiled again and turned my back to him. What am I even thinking? Maybe I just miss him so much. I closed my eyes tightly. This is so bad to be emotionally involve to two different person. I cussed mentally and shook my head in disappointment with myself.
　　When the sun is already in its peak, Sir Lennox decided for us to stop. We are done fixing the fountain and cleaning the pathway. I am thinking about planting colorful flowers on the front yard to give life on it.
　　We went inside the mansion and I can't help but to notice how still fresh-smelling my boss is. I inhaled sharply to let his scent invade my nostril. He smells addicting. We went to kitchen to drink water. While I am drinking, my other hand is holding a small towel and I am gently tapping it on my face with pooling sweats. When I put down my glass, that is the only time I noticed that Sir Lennox is staring at me intently.
　　I cleared my throat. "Excuse me, Sir. I'll go bath first and I promise that it will be fast then I'll cook our lunch," I said.
　　I was about to walk past him but he grabbed my hand and pulled me closer to him. My body slammed against his, then he bent down his face. My eyes grew wider when I realized how close we are and the fact that I probably smell bad. I tried to be freed but he held me firmly.
　　"Isn't it bad to take a bath right after you finished working?" he asked while staring at my eyes intensely.
　　I swallowed the lump in my throat. His breath fanned my cheeks and every cell in my body is reacting. My heart is pounding so hard and I am scared that he could feel it since we are impossibly close. Is this normal for a boss and maid to be this intimate? Damn it.
　　"Sir..."
　　"If you're thinking about your smell," he whispered huskily. I stopped from breathing when he bent down even more then his nose find its way to my neck. The shivers that went down my spine are just too many to count. My eyes automatically closed when his soft lips slightly touched my sensitive skin. "You smell damn good," he said against my skin.
　　Feeling like I am about to explode because I can't contain my feelings anymore, I tried to push myself away from him. But he just pulled me closer for a hug. The side of my face rested on his chest and with his arms around me, I feel like I am in a familiar and safest place in earth. It is ironic because I feel so comfortable and yet I am feeling foreign things.
　　He hugged me for a moment and it is one of the best things but my forehead creased when I realized something. I properly placed the side of my face on his chest but I can't here anything.
　　I can feel him breathing but...
　　I looked up to him. "I can't hear your heartbeat," I stated.
　　His warm expression turned cold. He shrugged and removed his hug on me. "Because I don't have one," he said then left.
　　He left me dumbfounded and a bit hurt. What just happened? The pain in my heart is excruciating. Why did his emotion change so fast? I shrugged. I must be deaf not to hear his heart beat.
　　When the afternoon came, I was alone doing my work. I took a nap after lunch and before I proceeded to work again, I saw Sir Lennox but he just stared at me. But it's fine if he did not help since I just need to gather all the grasses and leaves. I am going to burn it on the backyard. It was an easy task.
　　I wiped away the beads of sweats on my forehead and blew a soft air. I looked up and watched the setting of the sun. Darkness is slowly dominating the sky. Moments later, the sea of stars is already there. I sat on the carpeted grass and watched it.
　　There is a belief that those stars are our dead love ones. That is a weird one since there is a scientific explanation about it but maybe it is the comfort that made people believe it. The escape from sadness that we might need when we can't do anything when we are missing them. The frustration to hug and talk to them will be lessen when there is a belief that you just need to look up and you will see them. It is also said that they are listening and watching over you.
　　I don't know if my parents are dead or alive. I just grew up in an orphanage with other orphan kids. I don't know what to think since then. To believe that they are dead that is why I was left on the orphanage and grew up without them or to think that they are alive and they have reasons why they left me? I don't know what's better because both are painful and sad. Both feels unacceptable even I am already a grown up woman.
　　I always ask why does it needs to be me? What are the chances to be born in this world and have a happy life? What does it take to have a family? Why I did not belong to the percentage that have an easier life and complete family?
　　My eyes widened when I realized that I've been staying outside for too long and I was drown in my thoughts. I ran and went in the mansion. I need to cook dinner! I almost tripped while running because of too much panicking.
　　The guilt flooded me when I saw Sir Lennox on his usual spot on the seats in front of the table. His back is straight and stiff and his hands are clasped on the table.
　　"Sir, I am sorry. This is gonna be quick," I said and almost bowed in front of him.
　　I readied the ingredients for the coating of fried chicken. I put a lot of oil in the deep frying pan while readying each pieces. I did not notice the time because of my thoughts.
　　I almost cried in pain when a piece of chicken accidentally fell from my hand, making an impact on the hot oil and there are drops that went to me. I stepped back and scanned the area on my hands that the oil touched me. There are already red marks!
　　"What happened?" Sir Lennox furiously asked and grabbed my hand. With his brows furrowed, he examined my skin.
　　"I was just careless but I am fine," I said as I try to pull my hand from his grip.
　　He cursed under his breath and brought me to the table after he turned off the stove. He pushed me to sit before he left for a while. When he came back, he is already carrying a first aid kit. I watched him mend it. I am lucky that it is not worst and it is bearable.
　　"Next time, be more careful. Stop being clumsy," he coldly said. I nodded and looked down. "I'm not always around to save you..." he uttered.