"Oh, sir, Micheal is asleep and I believe that I should head home," Isabella pushed forward to the exit.
"You've been working with me for five days and I haven't touched you..." He turned around to face her as she was already at the door.
"I fail to understand that sir, touch me in what way?" Isabella, with a stern look, questioned.
The man walked close to her slowly but Isabella didn't push herself back she just monitored his movement and let him stop coming closer. "Has any man ever told you how sexy you look?" He asked.
Isabella at first knew what he was up to with the way he was looking at her.
"Are you trying to seduce me, sir?"
"Telling you what you need," his smile irritated her. He was a tall man and was too young to be a widow as he was handsome.
"What if I say I'm not interested?" Isabella turned to him fully.
"Well," shrugging, he walked closer to her again. "I don't know what will really happen but aren't you in need of money?" With that confident look on his face, Isabella stared at him into his eyes.
"Being poor is a disease," she muttered to herself and shook her head still staring directly into his eyes and he didn't look away.
"I'll send my resignation letter tomorrow. I just feel sorry for you son, you know. He is already used to me and then he hears I'll be leaving..." Isabella lowered her head and sighed. "I guess I don't belong here sir, there are many girls out there willing to be your wife. You are horny? Get married again!"
The guts to say all those came from a place that must be hidden in her.
Walking out of his house as the man uttered no words after her statement, she felt this feeling of a new energy in her as if she just possessed a new part of her.
Isabella smiled at herself for being able to escape that man and then this thought ruined her mood. 'Won't you have done it if you didn't have any money with you? You let out with confidence because you know you have some money with you'
And Isabella couldn't deny that it was true. She literally went to sleep with a man because of money and now was the same case but she suddenly acted like a saint.
Even though that night was beautiful and unforgettable in a good aspect. She couldn't get it out of her mind that she did something bad. Sometimes, Isabella just tells herself that she did nothing bad. Everyone does it but after a moment, she feels she did and it had been frustrating her. She wished she could just forget that night but it was her first time.
Throughout her journey back home, Isabella was lost in thoughts about her actions. Now, where was she going to get a job? She doesn't have a degree or any certificate so she couldn't work in any company.
When she got home, she didn't find her sister and it was very late in the night, where could Mia be? Reaching every corner of the house, she searched around for Mia but no sign of her so she picked up her phone that was buried in her bag only to see a lot of missed calls and text messages.
Before calling, she read the text to realize that her sister was at a friend's place. But which friend? Isabella knew all her sister's friends so she decided to call her sister to know her whereabouts.
The girl answered the call only to tell her sister that she was in a boy's house. The road leading to her house from his wasn't safe for girls at night so his parents offered a room for her to stay in for the night.
"Why will you be in a boy's house, Mia?" Isabella questioned as she knew what could happen. Her sister was mature even though she wasn't eighteen yet and she was also ready for sex but it wasn't the right time for her to Isabella. She had been a virgin for twenty-four years until that night and she didn't know about Hannah but Mia, Mia might be fooled. So Isabella was worried.
"I only came to tutor him, he needed my help with some things."
"And you were the only one available?"
"Don't worry, Isabella, his parents are here he won't touch me, trust me."
"Mia..." Isabella prolonged the pronunciation of her sister's name. "How old is he?"
"Uhmm?" Unfortunately, she didn't know
Then Isabella sighed. "I'll be expecting you tomorrow, don't do anything stupid and don't you let him look at you in that... whatever, don't go to his room as well."
"I'm not a child anymore."
"I know...I know, just... I have to look after you, so don't mess up! Take care of yourself, Mia," Isabella was still worried but this time, she should trust her sister. She truly was old enough but as a sister she was worried.
"Take care of yourself too, sis, bye!" Hanging up, Mia went to sit on the couch Gabe and his friends were settling on which was in his room.
He was playing a game against Hans and they asked her which side she was. Mia still wasn't on good terms with Gabe so she chose Hans.
For the past five days tutoring Gabe, he had been showing her different things from his world and that was all about games and sex while Mia had been keen to the deal, tutoring him which had been hard because Gabe was naughty in every way, he draws nothing but naughty things while she just watches him dive in what he enjoys.
It wasn't her taste so if she wants to excuse herself he pull her back to him and apologize with this smile that tickles her heart.
Now, he had manipulated her into his house and here she was sitting between Hans and Gabe watching the game they were playing and battling with.
"You'll regret not choosing me," Gabe uttered. Mia desperately wanted to look his way but she was avoiding eye contact with him. He had almost kissed her once but she dodged it only for him to make fun of her.
"And what if I do?" She asked.
"You'll kiss me," he answered causing her to look his way only to see the zeal he had for playing games than studying.