The Truculent Davien Ghys

Davien Ghys walked out of the grocery store, pulling two heavy grocery bags in both hands. He was also visibly drenched in his sweat as he walked towards the nearest road to get a cab.

 

Davien was the son-in-law of the renowned Benjamin family, an influential family in the city. An affluent family that treats its son-in-law worse than a maid.

 

Suddenly, a black sleek car pulled over right in front of him, forcing him to a halt.

 

"What the hell?" He let out a confused gasp.

 

The door of the car opened and a pretty lady whose porcelain skin glowed in the day walked towards him. Her shape was like an hourglass, and her red gown seemed like an extension of her skin because they fit perfectly.

 

For a moment, Davien was in a daze of her beauty, but quickly snapped out of it.

 

"Finally, I meet you, Master Davien." The lady bowed very respectfully to Davien.

"Master Davien?" Davien muttered, unsure of what to make of this.

 

"My name is Flora Hulbert. I'm the butler of the Machkerson family." She explained, now standing upright. "I've come to take you back home."

 

"Take me back home? What are you on about?" The more Davien listened to her, the more confused he was.

 

"You are the rightful heir of the Machkerson family. A great and powerful family with immense influence and wealth. All at your disposal." She looked determined. "Please come with me."

 

Machkerson family? That was the most powerful and influential family in the whole country! What was this lady talking about? Was he truly the heir of this family? Or could she be a scammer?

 

"I think you have the wrong person." Davien dismissed quickly.

 

"I'm certain that you are the right person, sir. Please

 

Come with me." Flora Hubert insisted.

 

Seeing that the lady was bent on taking him with her, Davien was finally convinced that she was a scammer.

 

"You should leave right now when I'm being respectful." Davien's face became grim.

 

" I understand that this is sudden, Master Davien. But believe me, I've been looking for you all this while. Now that I've found you, it would be sad to return without you." Her face held a considerable amount of emotion.  

 

For a moment, Davien was almost swayed by her facial expression, but still holding on to the suddenness of her approach, he still found it shady.

 

"Seeing that you are adamant..." Davien's face knitted into a shawl of rage. "I guess I have to push you out of my way, then."

 

When Flora Hulbert saw that Davien wouldn't go with her, she quickly fumbled through her bag and brought out a sleek black card.

 

"Please take this card. You can reach me here whenever you change your mind." She reached the card out.

 

Davien thought for a second. If he refuses to take the card, the lady will only bother him more. He took the card.

 

"Have a nice day, Master." She bowed to him again then turned to leave.

 

"What the hell?" He sighed as he watched the no-plate car drive off.

 

Point in time, he saw a cab drifting by and hailed it. Soon enough, he arrived at home.

 

He approached the Benjamin Villa. The Benjamin Villa was one of the luxurious villas in the city. It was situated in the Golden Leaf Estate. This estate was exclusive to the third-richest group in the city.

 

Davien struggled with the groceries and fought his way into the living room. As soon as he set the groceries down, a loud voice came tearing through the

 

whole place,

 

"Where is that good-for-nothing scumbag?! Davien! Davien!!" The loud voice cried.

 

Storming out of the kitchen, and towards him was Khloe Benjamin, his sister-in-law and mortal enemy.

 

"Where the fuck have you been, twat! How come you have not prepared the dinner yet?"

 

"You need to calm down, Khloe. I was just returning from getting the groceries ---"

 

"Did you just ask me to calm down?" She exclaimed.

 

"I'm trying to ---"

 

Thwack! Thwack! A sequence of resounding slaps was registered across Davien's face.

 

"Stop! All of you!!!" She screamed at the maids who were cleaning. "Out of my sight!" She ordered and they all scurried off.

 

With red eyes and deep hatred seeping into her pupils, she turned to Davien,

"I don’t care what the hell you’ve been up to—what matters is, you’ve just pissed me off."

"If you still wanna stay under this roof, grab those cleaning tools and scrub this place spotless. Otherwise, get the hell out!"

  

Davien was speechless, dumbfounded by what she had just said.

 

Several years ago, he was in a fatal accident and was saved by a good man. Out of options of how to repay the favor of the man for saving his life, he had agreed to marry the granddaughter of the man. The granddaughter is now being, Anna Benjamin.

 

"What's going on here?" A more refined tone was heard. Anna Benjamin's.

Why are all the maids gone? And why does David look like a babysitter, carrying around a bunch of cleaning tools?

  

Her gaze shifted immediately and she saw her sister, Khloe, giggling over her phone,

 

"Davien, what is this? Khloe, where are the maids? Why is Davien here?" She was indeed confused.

 

"Thank goodness you're back."Khloe didn’t even flinch. Her eyes flicked slyly, and she instantly switched to a pitiful, sickeningly sweet act. 

"I've been asking him the same question but he refuses to give me a reply. Where are these maids?" She pretended but there was no response.

 

"What do you mean?" Anna's attention permanently shifted to Khloe.

 

"I returned from Amy's to find him doing this. I've asked him why repeatedly but he chose not to answer." Khloe lied.

 

Disgust oozed out of Anna's face as she turned to Davien, she got it!

He must have done this for her! Gross!

 

"Did you plan this? Send all the maids away to play the victim to win my affection?" She scoffed coldly. "How pathetic!"

 

Davien had expected this reaction from her—standing against him, either making things worse or just watching coldly from the sidelines.

But still, some part of him couldn’t help hoping… just once, she’d choose to believe in him.

"What if I told you that Khloe is behind all this? Would you believe me?" His voice was low and weak.

 

"Shut up!" She snapped. "How shameless! Trying to drag my sister down with you? I thought you would have at least a little honor! But you're a narcissistic fool who will do anything to get his way!"

 

She tried to calm down a little after the explosive reaction,

 

"You know what, all of this is pointless. No matter what you do, you can't win my affection. Just give up already." 

“And since you love cleaning so much, Fine! Starting today, I’m firing everyone! You’ll be doing all the housework from now on!” She hissed and then walked away.

 

Davien knelt there, disheartened and wounded. Why did he hope for a moment that she would take his side? Foolishly, yet again.

 

"What are you waiting for?" Khloe picked up a container and walked to him. "Get to work, then."

 

He watched as she emptied the thick liquid all over the toilet rims and floor that he had just cleaned. Then she walked away.

 

Suddenly, the door was pushed open and an elderly woman ran in,

 

"Miss Anna! Old Sir Benjamin's health has worsened!" The woman exclaimed.