"I am Tommaso Russo, principal of Rome High and your boss. I expect you to do as I say, but of course, if you do not agree, you are free to stop working here," he retorted. My mouth went open. Wait, is he about to fire me because of that girl? No! I can't lose my job again, but what about my daughter?
"Okay, sir... but you will also give one more person admission..."
"My daughter," I said, staring into his eyes. He smirked.
"The reward for Claire's admission is you sustaining your job. What will be my reward for giving your daughter an admission?" he said, placing his hands on mine. Oh, he wants something. The CEO wants something from me. Well, what choice do I have?
I smirked back, adjusting the neckline of my dress so it would show my cleavage. Let's see exactly what he wants.
"It depends on what my boss wants. What could I possibly give a rich and powerful man like you?" I squeaked. As his eyes dropped to my cleavage, he swallowed.
"Trust me, there is a lot you can offer," he said as he pounced on me.
**Claire's POV:**
I heard the door, but since Kaylee was too busy on her phone to answer it, I decided to just answer it myself.
"Good day, Aunt," I greeted her as soon as the door revealed her figure. She entered quietly, threw her bags on me, and sat beside her daughter.
"Bring me some water," she ordered. I obeyed, returning seconds later with a glass. She looked jumpy and tired, I guess from too much work given she returned later than usual.
"Kaylee, Claire, you both are going to Rome High School," she said, gulping down her water at once. Kaylee's eyes trailed from her phone to meet mine before stopping on her mom.
"What did you say? ...You do know what Rome High School is, right?" She asked, worried.
"Yes, and very soon you will receive an email that you are admitted, and you, Claire, are allowed to go to Rome High," she yarned. Kaylee jumped up, screaming.
"Really, Mother?! Ahhhh!"
"But how?" I asked, staring at her. I had so many questions. Why did she change her mind about me going there, and how did Kaylee get the admission?
She rolled her eyes. "All you need to know is that you will go to such an amazing school, thanks to me," Sage replied as she stood up.
"And how did Kaylee get the admission without the exams?" I inquired further. I was so curious about what changed.
"Can you just be grateful for the things I and my mother do for you? ...Brat," Kaylee spat, still furious from what happened.
"I don't want to go," I answered, about to walk away when Sage grabbed me.
"Just do as you are told, Claire. You don't know what I had to do and what I would lose because of your stubbornness," she said, Letting go.
"Mother, why are you forcing her? Besides, the school is too good for a nobody. Only a fool sees gold and leaves it," she replied, smiling ear to ear.
"Quiet! Claire is going to Rome High, and that is final," she said, as my eyes drifted to her neck, noticing little bruises on it. Is that a love bite? My eyes widened as I watched her leap away.
Soon, Kaylee got her email, and the same man that came the last time came again, this time giving both of us our uniforms. Like that, without my consent, I changed school again. This time it was Rome High. It somewhat felt like my destiny was playing a sick joke on me, tossing and turning me in different directions that I couldn't even stand on my two feet. They gave me a public apology as promised, but what was quite odd was the person saying it wasn't Belkis, but another girl. I guess she was supposed to look like Belkis, and once again, I was on the news. The principal had told me to smile and accept the apology with a hug, being an ambassador of listening, staying quiet, and obeying. I agreed. I didn't want any problems.
My days in school were calm, though it was weird, as it felt like everyone was put into groups.
Kaylee, being a social butterfly, easily found herself in one of the groups. Good for her. I, on the other hand, stayed away from her as she instructed. No one must know we are related. I didn't want to get myself involved in this circus anyway.
As soon as I found the library, it became my friend, comfort, cafeteria, and, if possible, my restroom, only it would be nasty. I only left the library for a bathroom break or when I had classes.
"Hold my hands and never let go," I sighed, reading out loud. Romance novels were my best. I had long dreamt of a romantic life like the ones the protagonists have in books.
"Oh, when?" I muddled. Suddenly, I heard a sound. All classes were over for the day, and everyone must have gone home. I thought I was the only one in the library. I tiptoed to where the noise was coming from, hiding behind the shelf as I watched the girl struggle to get her hands free from the guy. Should I intervene? I mean, I do plan on becoming a detective.
"Let go!" She screamed as she successfully released her hands.
"Behave yourself, Andrea!" She shouted, pushing him away from herself. Andrea? Where have I heard that name before? It is something 5... B5? No, hmm... G5?
"Oh, am I the one misbehaving? ...You fucked my uncle, Aurora, and want me to do what? Smile and thank you, clap for you?" He growled, coming dangerously closer to her.
"M5!" I whispered, finally remembering. Oh boy, I have to leave before I get in trouble.
"It's not really a big deal; we just got caught up in the moment," she replied, making my mouth hang open. No, this is too interesting to leave. I will just stay here for a few minutes.
"You are my girlfriend, for fuck's sake, mine!" He yelled, pinning her to the shelf.
"You belong to me!" He whispered, pulling her into a kiss. I watched as he aggressively kissed her, one of his hands pinning both her hands to the shelf, and the other holding her neck. Oh God, this is a scene straight from a book. She struggled and kicked him in a place I'd rather not mention and followed up with a slap across his face. I covered my eyes with my palms before opening to watch what's next she does. He groaned, gawking at her, his face as red as a tomato.
"Don't you ever dare treat me like one of your hoes, okay?!" She yelled, taking little steps closer to him as she caressed him with her fingers, her long painted nails trailing lines on his neck as he shut his lids close.
"I am Aurora Esposito. I belong to no one, and only I choose who I fuck and don't. You don't get to determine that," she whispered, but it was loud enough for me to hear.
"Besides, you sleep with any girl that catches your eye. Why can't I do the same? You are free to have fun, just like I am free to have fun as well, okay sweetheart?" She said, blowing him a kiss. She tried walking away, but he grabbed her wrist.
" yes, that was our agreement but at least choose someone who is a match for me not someone less, bitch!. Of all the men, it was my uncle, that's disgusting. his so much older than you!" He growled veins popping from his temples, she scoffed rolling her eyes.
" you would also do the same if you were in my shoes cupcake, you have no idea, Andrea. He is more than a match for you, just don't think too much." she pecked him.
" And you can do the same if you feel so hurt. just make sure she is up to my standard. Though I doubt you can find such a person. but hmm, Romina the politician's daughter, she can suffice. I saw the way you looked at her ass the other day. " she said as she removed his hands from hers and began to walk away, she paused Midway looking back to face him.
" And, Andrea, Luca is a better lover than you, you should take lessons from him," she said smiling ear to ear as she left. he clenched his fist and began to throw the books from the shelves. I bent down just to make sure he didn't see me. I mean if I were in his shoes and somebody witnessed this, I would feel more humiliated. I wonder why she cheated on him
"Now that is the real definition of savage" I muttered, crawling away.