Chapter 6 No.6

There's something in me I can't figure out.It's something mysterious in me. .that I only feel when Marco is there that I don't feel in others.

From the ride and when he arrived he was just serious. So I did not speak.

I don't know why I'm nervous about his face. As soon as we entered, he immediately took off his clothes so I averted my eyes.Shit oh! No warning!

His every move was angry. It seemed heavy and every step he took was the same.

His cellphone rang again and he answered it. One of his hands was on her temple and he is massaging it. Does he have a problem? He has been like that for a while. He has been answering a few calls. I heard him cursed. I was immediately nervous. I was just on the edge of the sofa , standing. I looked at the clock on the side of the vase. It was already eleven o'clock in the evening. I was suddenly thirsty so I decided to drink first.

I cleared my throat. "Uh .. I'm just going to drink." He looked at me with his brooding expression. He frustrated shook his head.

Before I could head to the dining area to drink water, he grabbed my arm violently.

I was so shocked by his sudden anger that I was still stunned.

"Sir M-Marco!"

"You lied!" He hissed. I frowned. What?

"Huh?" I just said and his grip got worse. His fingers dugged

in my arms.

"How old are you ?!" He said while gritting his teeth.

My heart pounded immediately. Fuck?! Did he know I was only seventeen? Shit! How? I immediately shed tears of fear. Damn shit. How can I explain? Will he understand? Huh?

"Fucking answer me!" He is different now. What if I lied to him now? Is that a big deal to him?

"S-Seventeen .." I said in a low croaked voice and my tears started to fall. I immediately bowed in shame and fear! He cursed under his breath. He immediately let go of my arm and he turned around and looked up. I can't get everything why would he be angry?

"You lied for what?" he asked raspily without breaking his mad stare.

"C-cause .. I thought .. You're going to report me in law because I am a minor. "

"Exactly!" He shouted at me. "Minor but that's your job. You know what? I thought you were eighteen too because of the past I forgot-- "He stopped suddenly as if he realized something and just kept quiet. I was a little angry when he shouted at me. I couldn't quite understand what he meant because I was already hurt when he shouted.

"What can I do?I need m-money. I need to be able to study." I said while crying. I can not control myself.

"If you hate me you can s-say it to me properly! You don't k-need to-." everything I say was cut off when he pulled me and hugged me. I sobbed so hard in his arms. It feels like home. I felt at peace in his embrace. He cursed again.

"You are not going to work there. Just here for me..I'll take care of everything." His words with finality made me cry so hard.

Will I be satisfied? Or will I be even more worried?

So, that's it. Marco hired someone to investigate me. I don't know why he did that. All I know is that he was a regular customer of the club where I work. I always saw him when I am working. Sometimes he had a woman with him and sometimes he didn't. Besides, only just now did we really have an interaction.

Back then, while I am serving drinks to the club I saw him watching me several times. Until that night came when his friend insulted me and he defended me. At first I saw him I was nervous. His arrogant and serious face will reallg make you feel nervous.The muscles of his body were on the right places and he's so hunk! It is very obvious that his body is taken care of when he goes to the gym.

"W-what did my boss say?" I asked. He just arrived here. He said he went to my boss. The owner of the bar.

"He Agreed." He said seriously to me and sat down in his swivel chair. We are now inside his study room. One of the rooms here in his condo.

I sighed. My boss agreed? Really? I felt happy but sad again because I no longer had a job. I don't know why I follow what Marco demanded. He don't want me to work at the club!

"R-really?" I stuttered happily and looked at his eyes.He looked at me as if he was reading my mind. Through my soul. I immediately bowed down. When I realized something. "But I don't have a job anymore. I-I have to--"

"You will work here." he said with finality . He folded his hand on the table.

"Here?" Can't believe at what he said. He nodded and tilted his head. He glanced at my shoulder and my chest.I'm only wearing my white strap top and a knee -length shorts.

"Yes.." He said huskily. I couldn't look straight into his eyes.

"W-what's that?" My heart pounded immediately.

"What?" He teased. "You will do anything here you want Isabella." I would almost close my eyes when he called me by my name. "You will cook for us, you will buy our needs, you will clean anything what you want." He sighed. "Just stay here and wait for me until I come back from work." I blinked at what he said. What? One by one I thought again of what he said. My heart pounded immediately.

It sounds like I am his wife ,waiting for him to come home! I nodded slowly. It's better than working at the club where I'm always molested.

"But what in exchange for that s-sir ---"

He cut me off. "Call me Marco."

"M-Marco." I mimicked. He smirked while biting his lips without breaking his stare on me. What the hell!