Chapter 4 Four

Stella switch off her phone, and looked at the palm trees, that Malibu was mostly popular for. The internet is one scary place, she thought.

Stella has seen houses and mansions that were beyond marvelous, and created with such meticulous details. But Damien's house just took the whole cake.

The architecture was just mind blowing that it made Stella stare in awe at beauty in front of her.

The large gates opened up, and driver drove in and drove past beautiful and well trimmed shrubs and grasses, in the middle of the large compound was a fountain that had a well sculpted woman holding a bucket that had water flowing down from it to the small pool beneath.

The driver pulled over at the driveway, and Stella opened up the door of the car, stepping outside only to see that there were two people waiting for her arrival. One was a young pretty brunette with big brown eyes, and the other was a much older woman with black hair that was slowly turning grey, with dark brown eyes.

They greeted her and helped her with her luggage, into the house.

The inside was just as beautiful as the outside, a chandelier was casting a golden glow on the walls and floors of the large living room that she just entered.

It was almost too much to take in for Stella, it felt like she was in a palace. She began wondering just how rich Damien was exactly.

She followed the maids to the large staircase, that had a golden railings. She placed her hand on it, and walked up the steps. It was a very long walk up, by the time she got to the top she felt her legs almost give way, which caused the pretty brunette to run to her aid, and assist her.

They finally got to her room, opening the door Stella was verily pleased with how big it was. She sat on the king size bed, and let her legs relax a little bit.

"Welcome to your room ma'am, in which you have your own personal walk-in closet, and a bathroom." One of the maids said.

"Does the walk in closet have clothes?"

"Yes, clothes that would definitely fit your wonderful figure."

Stella took that as a compliment. They proceeded to unpack her clothes, and when Stella wanted to assist them, they told her that she should at least rest her legs. Stella didn't argue.

"If you need anything there's a small red button for you to press at the wall that would alert one of the maids." The older looking one said after they were done unpacking.

"Wow, thank you very much." Stella said feeling very grateful towards their assistance.

"Anyways, I would be on my way." The older looking lady said, leaving both Stella and the pretty brunette.

"So, do you happen to know where Damien is?"

"He's in his study ma'am." The pretty brunette answered.

"Can you take me to him?" Stella asked.

"As you wish." She said, turning around and heading towards the door, Stella followed in tow.

Walking down the long corridor, Stella admired the beautiful paintings on the walls, they were probably worth millions of dollars in possession.

"So... what's your name?" Stella asked as a way of making small talk with the pretty brunette.

"Oh, my name is Alexa." She said turning her neck a little to answer her.

"Where you from Alexa?"

"Ohio."

"Oh, I used to work in Ohio, great state."

With that the talk simmer down to nothing but quietness.

After minutes of walking, they finally got to a door, Alexa took a step forward so that she was directly in front of the door. She lifted up her hand, folded them into fists and knocked softly on it.

A muffled come in, and Alexa opened up the door and entered inside, with Stella entering inside as well.

"Sir, Ms. Stella wants to see you." Alexa said taking a slight bow, and Stella couldn't help but smile a little.

"Leave us," Damien said his eyes never leaving the book that he was reading.

Alexa took her leave, making sure to close the door behind her. Silence ensured in the room, as Stella went to the bookshelf and her fingers softly graze the spine of the books that were there. Majority of them looked like they had been in this place for years.

"You wanted to see me?" Damien's voice cut through the silence, he closed the book he was holding and place it on the table top.

"Your house... has a very wonderful architecture."

Damien smiled at this statement, "well of cause it does, it's a house that was build way back in the 19th century."

So it's that old, she thought.

She approached his desk, and stopped some few meters from it.

"And your maids are quite very responsive. They are all ready to jump into action."

"Of cause they are, they literally came from one of the best maid services company, I have a very large staff too. Shouldn't you be resting?"

"Well, the only reason I should be resting is if I feel tired, and right now I don't feel tired at all."

"At least you should rest for the baby," he said pointing to her stomach.

Her hands went to her stomach and softly rubbed it, "I don't think the baby's tired."

"How sure are you that the baby's isn't tired?"

"Very sure, I am the one pregnant, if the baby's tired I would know. Your house is like a palace, very large and I am sure there are many places for kids to play in."

"Of cause there is, Alexa would probably one day show you around the place."

"Why can't you show me around?" She questioned.

"I am a very busy man, I have a company to run," he said matter of factly.

"It's really nice being your baby-mama."

Damien had a look of confusion on his face. "Baby-mama?"

"Yes baby-mama. Haven't you heard that word before?"