Estella’s POV

The silence continued for about ten minutes before he finally spoke up.

“Why are you–” his lips hung in the air as he couldn't continue his speech, the look of horror on his eyes.

“Were you told about this job, the requirement?” He cleared his throat. “You'll need to serve me and serve me well, it's a secret most of the finalists don't know. Remember I have hyper active–”

“Wait! Wait!!” I stop him with a wave of my palms. “Don't tell me the first thing coming to your mind after seeing me for the first time in eight years is that?”

It turns out to be a...