NORA'S P.O.V:
"WHAT!!!" WHAT! WHAT! WHAT! My cried echoed across the globe when I heard about the tutor my parents hired for me.
The news took me by surprise as I abruptly stood up in the middle of the living area with my mouth wide opened; I looked at my parents who were sitting on the couch in front of me sipping their tea calmly while they wait for me to say something.
"Dad, Mom! How can you do this to me? Do you want to take my...freedom away from me?" I asked regaining back my consciousness feeling unjust for not talking to me before they decided to hire a tutor for me.
"Darling, honey it was your granny's decision, we can do nothing about that!" My father tried to explain as I sat down on the floor right in front of him sending him a pitiful gaze.
He was trying hard to not look at me and fall into my trap like he did every time.
"Yes, give it a try...okay... He doesn't look bad." My mother joined in with a serious look on her face.
"Good Morning!" I heard a man's deep voice behind me, it was sexy, it was domineering, it was possessive, it was the kind of voice that can turn every heads around, and it gave me butterflies in my stomach for the first time.
I thought butterflies in stomach was just a thing people say rhetorically until I experienced it myself that day, I didn't know what he looked like but his voice was like a magnet pulling me towards him.
"I already hate him!" I mumbled trying not to give away my feelings I turned around to have a glance at the tutor behind me.
I was wearing my favorite cartoon pajama and a big headband wrapped around my head. I could feel my cheeks flushed…
"Hello, nice to see you sober this morning..."The tutor smiled at me sitting on a chair behind me as he grabbed a cup of coffee from the maid.
"Do I know you? You look familiar." I asked adopting a thoughtful look trying to remember of where I saw him.
"You can't even remember the guy who took care of the drunk YOU, now?" thought, Lance, gnashing his teeth but smiling on the outside.
"Honey, meet, Lance Bailey, he will be your tutor...Lance, meet my one and only daughter, Nora Riley" my father introduced us, trying to cut the awkward tension.
"WHAT! Is she my betrothed...? Don't tell me, don't tell Me." Lance, screamed internally as he nearly gasped in surprised.
"Why do I need a tutor? I am doing fine myself, right!" I turned towards my parents, with a pair of expectant eyes hoping to get their support.
"Ahhh....Honey." I could see my parents stuttering with their hesitant look across their faces not wanting to hurt me, their only daughter's feelings with the truth...
I looked at them startled then a self realization kicked in, "Don't sweat it, mom, and dad! I get it." I uttered in a disappointed tone.
"I checked her school records last night before bed, she stayed in the same class for 3 years now and she thinks that she is doing okay? She even dared to present me a half bottle of whiskey." Lance, thought with a sneer as he quietly sipped his coffee
"Well... Baby, your mother and I need to go for work, try to get along with each other... okay. Bye!" My parents stood up and scurry off to avoid the awkward moments ahead.
"Don't worry, Mr. and Mrs. Zhou, I will make sure to do my best. "The tutor stood up and sees them out.
I sat down the couch speechless... drowned in my thoughts.
"Let's start!" I slammed the table in front of me as I stood up and turned towards the tutor filled with determination.
I noticed that He was taken aback by my willingness.
"....Now?" he uttered, raising his eyebrows feeling muddled.
"Yes. It's better right... That's what you came for." I answered as I walked towards my room.
"First, let me go and change my clothes and we will have breakfast and you can start tutoring me after that." I yelled as I entered my room, leaving him alone in the living area speechless with the sudden change of atmosphere.
I walked in the dining hall to see the tutor was already there. I sat down the table quietly eating the breakfast I was being served.
I took a glance at the exotic mysterious tutor who was sitting across the table from me and having his breakfast elegantly.
He was wearing a red and white T-shirt and a pajama pants.
He was causally dressed but with his handsome face, his well built and tall body I just couldn't take my eyes off him.
I felt the maids giving me a surprised look; they all gawked at me with their widened eyes.
"She always complained about the food and threw it all over the floor. Is she okay?" whispered one maid to another.
"Ssh... She will hear you." whispered the other in a stern tone.
Their voices cut my threads of thoughts then
'CRASH!'
Feeling annoyed, I threw a plate on the floor right in front of their feet as the plate shattered in pieces.
I turned towards the maids like giving them a warning without saying anything then I stood up and stomped away.
"I will be waiting for you....In your room!" I yelled from afar with an evil smile across my lips as I continued walking, without turning back.
"Okay.....Wait...MY ROOM?" He yelled back surprised as he sprang up and ran towards me.