Bexley stepped out of the cab to face the large Victorian house set on a few acres of property just outside of the city. The man who lived here definitely had expensive taste. With an exaggerated sigh, the blonde haired girl tucked a stray piece behind her ear, straightened out her button up shirt and jeans, and began moving toward the front door.
The man who lived here was a demon, but that was about all she knew about the job. It was a full-time maid position but she really needed the extra money.
Bexley stepped up and rang the door bell. She politely folded her hands behind her back and examined the beautiful stain glass hanging over the front door as she waited for the door to be opened.