Heart of the Underage by Astrid R (best historical biographies .TXT) 📖

my eye brow and looked at him, “Ahuh, really?”

“Yes, really, because I know that you love-…” Rocky stopped mid-way of his sentence when we heard noises outside my door.

“What the hell is that?” Curt asked.

They were all looking at me and I shrugged. “I don’t know…”

I walked towards the entrance door but before I could grab and open it, the door burst open and a small young girl stood in front of me with furry in her eye.

She wore black skinny jeans that look really old, a white t-shirt that has ‘I’m religious’ print in front of it and a pair of flip-flops?

“Don’t you dare told me what to do you mad dogs!” she shouted to the guards that followed her and tried to dragged her back to the lobby.

I looked at her curiously and to the guards. They looked at me with pleading eyes, “I’m sorry sir. We tried to tell her that you have business meeting but she just threat-…”

“You!!!” The young girl shouted pointing at my chest I stumbled back down.

Damn… She was strong!

“You ruin my life!” she shouted again looking at me like I killed her cat. “After you bumped my ass then you just left like that? Huh, I’ve never thought that a business man like is an asshole.” She stormily said.

I was shocked and confused at her ranting mouth.

How dare her! My personality is better than anybody in this room.

“Oh man, I thought you hated underage girls?” Curt whispered beside me, trying to hold back a laugh.

Rocky nudge me in the side, “I’m goddamn right!” he chuckled and before I could snapped to them the ranting girl slapped my face.

Everyone gasp including me. I’ve never been slapped in the face before.

I feel like everything was in slow motion. Though she slapped me just one time, it feels like she slapped in a hundredth time, left and right. I straightened my face slowly and clenched my teeth. My blood boiled and I can feel my knuckles turning into white.

“How dare you!” The voice that comes out from my mouth was full of venom. “Who are you?” I asked and I thought after saying that to her, she would hide herself but she just looked up at me and shrugged like I am invisible angry bear.

“Oh I see…” she cooed pushing me aside and walked down to my living room. “You don’t remember anything yesterday, don’t you?” she asked smirking creepily.

The guards went inside my room and sat beside her. She shoots daggers to them and looked back at me, smirking. “Dude, did you hit on that sexy underage at the back of your car?” Rocky mockingly said and I looked at him stormily and he backed off raising his hands.

“I’m sorry. Geez…” he looked towards the young girl and looked back at me. “Who is she?” he asked and I shrugged.

I tried my best to recap all of my memory yesterday but I really can’t remember anything. Just then it clicked like I was hit by a big iceberg. The girl who I almost killed of my car for hurrying my ass off to my office, the girl that shouted at me asshole before I take off and leave her in the busy street.

My eyes widen from the memory and I quickly walked in front of her. “Jesus! I remember you! Shit… I am so stupid! Are you okay? Are you hurt yesterday?” I ranted and she looked shocked at my concerned actions.

The guards looked at us weirdly and I almost forgot that they’re still here. I looked up to them and nodded my head. They looked at each other for a sec before the nodded their security hat and leave.

I looked back to the girl and I realised that she was staring at me like I am her math’s assignment that trying to solve without any help from others. I smiled slightly and she blinked her beautiful ocean blue eyes before looking at me with anger.

I quickly shut down my smile and looked at her seriously. I may be a jerk and an asshole especially to underage crazy people but I cared to the people especially when I felt like I have responsible to them. And I do have responsibility to this girl. The thing that I did yesterday is unprofessional and unacceptable. I felt like I am complete an ass for almost killed her and just drive off without helping her to stand up.

“Please, tell me what can I do for you or help you for being an ass yesterday.” I said holding both of her tiny soft hands.

Her forehead was seating and she looked down on our hands. “Oh…I..I..I-I don’t know. Umm… I was fired from my job yesterday and was kicked out of my landlord of my apartmen-…”

“Gabby?” Mitchell said cutting the young girl’s explanation.

I looked up to Mitch and shocked covered his young face. “What are you doing here?” Mitchell asked looking to the young girl and to me.

Her beautiful face looked shocked and her high cheeks redden. I don’t know if they knew each other but I’m pretty sure today would be a good day.

 

Chapter Seven

Gabriella’s POV

As soon as I saw Mitchell, I quickly stood up and hugged him. He was surprise first but hugged me back after. “I am sorry if I lied to you Mitch… I didn’t mean to.” I said looking at his ocean blue eyes, “This douche bag,” I pointed my index finger to Carlo, “Destroy my life!” I exclaimed and the other 3 hot guys looked at me like I’m a freaking tiger.

“Hey! I didn’t mean to ‘destroy’ your life.” The asshole said and I snorted.

“Yea, right. You almost killed me of your fucking car!” I shouted and Mitchell put a hand on my shoulder.

“Calm down, sissy!” Mitchell whispered and I instantly calm myself.

I looked back to Carlo with full of hatred, angry and I want to put him inside the potato sack and tie him up on the roof. There was a minute awkward silent before the blonde hair guy that has electric blue eyes break the silence.

“You said, Carlo almost killed you yesterday with his car, am I right?” I looked at him curiously at what he was getting at. I folded my arm in front of my chest and nodded while raising an eyebrow at him.

“That was Curt,” Mitchell whispered in my ear and I nodded in response.

He looked at my eyes and he quickly looked away and cleared his throat. “And you said earlier that you lost your job because of Carlo?” the blonde guy and the rest of the guy inside the room including Mitchell looked towards Carlo’s direction.

I laughed mentally inside my head. He looked like a lost rat that was caught by a cat. “And my apartment,” I added and Carlo was looking at me with pure of anger. I can see the smoke that came out from his ears. I rolled my eyes towards him and snorted.

“Dude, you’re really an ass.” The brown haired guy said to Carlo. He has a moustache that looks ridiculous on him. I almost laugh to his look when Carlo snarled to the guy.

“Shut up!”

The moustache guy held his hands up and back away two steps beside him. I can hear Mitchell beside me saying, “Poor Heath.” And that’s my cue that the brown haired guy is Heath.

Curt cleared his throat again and I impatiently tapping my foot on the marbled floor. “If that so, what about Carlo will give you a job as a payment for the bad things that he did yesterday?”

I swear my eyes almost popped out from their sockets and my mouth fell onto the floor. I looked around and everyone agreed to Curt’s idea including Mitchell, well, except to Carlo.

“Hey, that’s a good idea!” I cheerfully said walking towards Curt and gave him a high five.

“Hell no!” Carlo cried standing away from the couch. He looked so angry and I can feel my blood boiled when I saw that he won’t help me or pay me from his reckless actions yesterday.

“What do you mean hell no? You’re the one who destroy my fucking life and almost killed me because of your stupidity and asshole act yesterday and you’re not going to pay for that?” I angrily shouted to Carlo and Mitchell’s arm immediately on my waist trying to ease my temper.

Carlo walked towards the kitchen and grabs a wine, “I can pay you a hundred thousand dollars.” He simply state shrugging like for him money is not a problem at all. Huh, who was I kidding? Carlo Ferrero – the Business Manager of Victoria Secret, Business Architecture and a Model of Calvin Klein in Italy? Like seriously? Everyone will bow down before him like he was a god, and I’d be a liar if I’d say he doesn’t look like one. But hey I still need a job and I know 100 thousand is pretty big but having a job is better than sitting on the couch, watching TV and become lazy? Heck, no!

“I want a job,” I said calmly walking towards him and stole the glass of wine from his hand. He looked at me like I am crazy underage girl, and I looked back at him smirking while taking a sip from his wine.

Mitchell and the guys walked towards us and Mitchell sat beside me. “What about you work as a maid, since Carlo never cleans his apartment and it looks like shit!” Mitchell said and I quickly stood up from my chair.

“Hell, no!” I shouted and Carlo’s face lightens up like he was just winning the lottery.

“That is a pretty good idea!” Carlo said clapping both of his hands and I’m pretty sure he already had a plan to make my life a living hell.

I shook my head and quickly change my mind, “I will accept the 100 thousand bucks.”

Carlo shook his head back and smirk at me evilly, “No way can do my dear! You already rejected my offer. However, Mitchell’s idea is genius and if you want me to pay you’re so called ‘destroy’ life, working with me as my maid is your only option.” He folded his muscly arm in his chest while smirking. “So, do you accept the offer or not?”

I looked towards Mitchell angrily and he looked back at me with his popular ‘sorry’ look and I looked away. Pacing back and forth, thinking about Carlo’s offer. If I would accept the job that he was offering, I can save up my money and bought a house but I’m pretty sure it wouldn’t be easier cleaning his apartment when I can always see his evil face. But if I would not accept this, I will not live and I don’t want to be Mitchell’s burden. Damn it! I guess, I’ll just stay strong to survive then.

I walked towards in front of Carlo and he quickly turns around and smirks, “So… have you decided yet?” I really wanted to wipe off his smirk but not today…

“Yes,” I said confidently. “I will accept your offer… But just for 5 months, and you’ll pay me a thousand per week.”

Thick tension was floating around the room. Everyone was quiet and I swear you can’t even hear breathing