It had been three days since then and you were still debating on wether or not to contact 'Mr. Zak Bagans' eversince you saw the information on your notepad. After running into the man you unconsciously had been thinking about him since you arrived home.

Should I really consider his offer?

What if he's some kind of trafficker??

Nah he looked too straightforward to be one..

But the name..Zak..that was the same man from before right? It's gotta be..

You decided to try to research the guy but no such luck. The only info you find is how old he is, his birthday, full name, his museum and tv show. But nothing to tell you what kind of a person he was, you know NOT on camera. Debating on wether or not you wanted to work with someone like him, the way he acted when you met before was a bit full of himself. But the way he defended you with Simon was kind of him..

Yet I don't want to work with someone like him!

But then I really really need a job!

Maybe I can give it a shot? I atleast have to try my best right?

After giving yourself a pep talk, you decided to ring up Zak. After three rings you hear him over the phone out of breath.

"Hello?" His voice breathy But husky at the same time. You had to process what you were about to say before making a fool of yourself.

"Hello sir, my name is (y/n) (y/l/n) and I'm
Calling to talk to you about a job you spoke to me about before?" Silence is all you hear between you and Zak. He liked hearing you say sir.

"Yes! I wanted to ask you if you were interested in working with me using your podcast." This confused you all the more. He sounded a little nervous when he spoke.

"May I ask how so?"

"Well you see, I have a tv show about ghosts and I've heard your podcast with the ghost stories you've written. I think they are really well done and I'd love it if you would consider working for me and telling ghost stories but with us"

"What does all of this require May i ask?"

"The pay will be good, you would have to travel with us, and as a special you can write up stories of the ghosts we are interacting with then read it to your viewers."

"But I thought this was a house cleaning job." Now you were getting suspicious.

"W-well cleaning my house as a starting job but later in the future I'd like to hire you to tell ghost stories. What do you say?"

"Hmm..I'll clean your house for now and then think about working with your show later on if that's alright" Zak was excited when you agreed to work for him. Even if it was just to clean his house.

"That's fine (y/n) I'll see you tomorrow at 9 am. Don't be late."

"Yes sir. Thank you."

Zak and you hung up, he was curious about your fight with the lady from before.

"What disabilities could she have? She seemed pretty good to me" he then goes and plans on making a mess around his house for you to clean.

-next day-

You arrive in what you believed were appropriate work clothes for cleaning a house. A black slightly baggy shirt, some dark blue jeans that hugged your curves and your combat boots you were proud of.

"I so got this!" You pumped yourself up. You march out of your car and head up towards the gated home of Zak Bagans.

Damn, he sure must love being secretive..

But then again the designs of his home looks so draw worthy!

You are allowed to enter by his security and approach his front door, taking a slow deep breathe to calm yourself before the meeting. After you knock, you hear a dog barking and what sounded like Zak in the background.

"Whose at the door gray?" You hear the dog bark again close to the door. Excitement hit you, you loved dogs.

Suddenly the door opens and you see Zak wearing the same clothes as he wore when you last saw him. Only this time it's a red shirt that showed off his muscles, black baggy pants and black shoes.

Hot damn!

He looked handsome but you didn't want to be blinded by looks, you were here for a job after all. But your studying of his features were interrupted when you saw a black and white collie run past Zak and jump onto you, knocking you over laughing.

"Gracie!"

"I-it's fine haha! I love dogs" you get to say as Gracie licks your face.

"Alright come on gray get up" he playfully says as he gets who you now know to be gracie off of you. With your face covered in dog drool, you do your best to wash it off with your sleeve and be polite.

"Hello I'm (y/n) (l/n) and I'm here for the cleaning job sir"

He laughs.

You stare in confusion.

You've gotta be shitting me

This was a joke!?

As Zak still laughs, you huff and attempt to walk away but Zak grabs a hold of your hand.

"I-I'm sorry it's just..I already know your name and yet you still said it again."He laughs some more until a tear rolled down his face.

"Man you really are not like the others.." he whispers.

"I beg your pardon?"

"I-I meant the other women who have applied for the job!" He stands awkwardly in the doorway.

Damn I almost let it slip..she's the first I've had to come clean my room for this 'job'

"I see. Well I promise you I will work hard if you'll have me"

His heart stopped when he heard you say that. He didn't understand the feeling but his inner demons wanted to take that offer and ravish you since you wanted him to 'have you' but he knew it wasn't what you meant.

"Yeah well we can talk some more inside, please come in" he moves aside and let's you in first then closes the door.

"You have a lovely home" you say as you stare at his rather large home. It was nothing like you've ever seen, it seems small on the outside and a big mansion on the inside. Different antiques all over the home, it gave a gothic feeling but yet also a lonely one.

"Thanks, now have a seat and we can discuss your job" you see a chair nearby and sit on it. Awaiting him to speak.

"So you see, should you still want the job I'll need you to be here from 12 pm to 8 pm. I'll need you to clean every part of my home including the pool. I don't want any slacking off, dishonesty and no snooping around. I like to keep things private for a reason and I intend to keep it that way. If you can't do any of these requirements then I'm afraid I cannot hire you. Can you meet any of these requirements?" He asks in a stern dominant tone.

"Yes sir I can. But May I ask why you didn't wanna know about my background? Isnt that normal for interviews?"

"I already have my assistant Bacon look you up when you called. Your background it clean and you have no record. I heard from your references that you're a trustworthy person and I expect you to remain that way if you're working for me"

References? I never wrote one..something's not right..

Who cares he's hot! Just do it but if he's a serial killer you can beat him to it. You've watched enough fighting movies.

After giving it some thought, you decided what the hell and wanted to try it out. Give it your best and see where it goes. Kick his ass if he tries to get fresh and leave with some saved up cash for a better job.

"Yes, I won't let you down sir" he smiled at you. It was a smile so sincere you almost felt like you were in some romantic movie.

"Good I'll see you tomorrow at 12. Don't be late" he points his index finger at you, his authoritative voice made you nervous about your choice you made. But don't knock it til you try it right?

Both of you shake hands, a burning feeling swells up in Zak's chest. His thoughts rambled..

Why is this happening? Am I being possessed by an entity or something?

No..it's not sinister..it's warm and feels relaxing..

You both finally let go and you leave his home to get ready for another day. Once you arrived to your car, nerves started to set in but you wouldn't let it intervene.

"Alright (y/n) you've got this! You can do it if you put your mind to it!" You tell yourself in your car on your way home as it helps you remain calm and tough.

But I don't know how I'll be able to work having him around..I felt something..tingly when our hands touched.

Zak sat on his couch and stared at his hand that touched yours. Gracie laying next to his lap wagging her tail.

I can't get her out of my mind.. miss (y/n) I don't know what spell your witchcraft cast on me but I will figure you out one way or another..