MIRANA
"What are you doing here?" I asked as I looked him in the eyes.
"I am here to take you into our home," he answered and my eyes went wider that I couldn't even feel my face.
"Wait? What?" I asked not to believe what was happening.
"Pack all of your things and we will go immediately. You only have five minutes to pack," he said and left me standing out of the blue.
"Look Mr, you would not immediately tell me to leave it as if nothing had happened," I cried that I immediately regretted it. It was because I was the first to beg.
"Which of us was the first to take this step? Who of us was the first to beg? Didn't you? I am offering you a better place to live in, proper food for you and the child, and a shelter. you like it or not you are coming with me. We will discuss some other things later. Three minutes to pack your things, "he said and left me dumbfounded.
I immediately hurried to pack my belongings. It didn't take me long to pack because I had very few things.
"What took you so long to get ready?" he asked, which makes me jump a little in my place.
"Take it easy, just for a moment, "I said and scrambled to put some clothes in the bag.
"Here let me help you," he said and opened a drawer which I shouted but I couldn't stop him. My cheeks flared in red as I couldn't help but think of what he had opened. That's where my underwear and brassiere are located. I pushed him away but in this case, I didn't even turn him down for a bit. Marco smiled wickedly as he took lacy underwear and touched it.
"I like to see you wearing this," he grinned madly. I pulled it out from him and pushed him out of the room. I could hear him laugh and I was in a hurry.
After packing I traveled my eyes all over the room and was sad because I was about to leave this house. I don't know why but I do feel a little sad.
He opened the door of his car. We traveled in silence to each other.
"Is this right? Am I doing the right thing? Why do I even ask this? I am the one who asked this in the first place so let's just hope for the best," I talked to myself as I averted my eyes on him. His back was facing mine.
He didn't sit next to me and chose to sit in front while tapping his phone. I wonder who that could be. And why do I even care? Let him do his things but as soon as I look at the side of his face a small smile slips on his perfectly sculpted lips.
I felt a pang of jealousy strike into my chest. The last time I saw him smile like that was when we were in high school, the days that he loves me. I shifted my gaze in another direction and just turned my eyes to the people we were passing by. I touch my belly and a tear trickled in my cheeks and I wiped it away immediately before he could see me. I don't want him to see me weak.
Minutes have passed and we're now facing a huge gate. The driver horns the car twice and the gate is immediately opened letting us go in.
The vehicle stopped in front of a large mansion which was guarded by outside helpers. Marco gestured to the driver to go out first.
Marco sent me a look and before I could speak up he already cut me off.
"This is the place you are living now but before you step your filthy feet at my house I should tell you that, what's on your mind is not what you think you will be in here. Let us just say that you are not a princess that will be served by my servants because you will be one of them too," he sternly said and I was stunned.
"Ohhhhh don't be too shocked. You're the one who asks this first in the first place. And you said you can do anything. So be my servant, don't be picky. Beggars can't be choosers," there is no emotion in his eyes as he says those.
"But do not worry yourself too much. I know you are not good at cleaning or something like maids do. Your work will be easy, I'm thinking of the child you are bearing too. I'm not that a monster to make your work like an animal. You'll be working for me, like making me a cup of coffee, massage my feet and do my laundry.
You are not here for free, you should work for me to repay me for keeping you because you have my baby. Work will not hurt your pride unless you can pay me a check or cash but wait, what I am thinking? You don't even have money. You can't even barely afford it.
You can't even at least eat three times a day and with a baby in your womb. In my company, I can give you all the necessary things that you need. Before you step your foot on my floor, I want you to know that all of the types of furniture inside my house are expensive. So don't even think to steal. That's all. And before I forget, don't think that I'm treating you special, you are still a gold digger in my eyes." he said and left me with no words. I was so hurt by the words he said that I felt like my chest was about to burst.
The tears I had previously kept free flowed freely. I immediately wiped it away when I saw a woman in a mid-thirty approaching me. I opened the car door and grabbed my gear. She greeted me with a warm smile and I returned the gesture.
"Come on in and it's foggy outside and you have no protection for cold," she said and led me inside the mansion.
I wonder if the house was indeed like a mansion. I can't imagine being so big that I might just go astray.
"I'm Amelia," she introduced
"Mirana," I introduced and she warmly smiled at me and suddenly I missed my mother.
"Come and I'll take you to your room so that you can have your belongings well."
I followed him and we made three turns before we could reach my room. This house is really big.
"Have you been lost here?" I asked as I rolled my eyes around. I heard him laugh and amuse him with my question.
"There are so many times. You know I'm getting old," she said and laughed slightly before opening the bedroom door.
It is a small bedroom with a small space. The only room is a small bed, table, cabinet, and chairs.
"Sorry and this will be your room, a maid's room. I told him that you are carrying his child and should not treat you like this but he would not listen to me. That kid's head was stubborn since he was a kid. I've been raising him since his parents separated. But don't worry about that kid, he's kind," she said, with concern in her eyes.
"Please do not apologize. After all that I have done to him, this is the right thing he could do.
She reached up to me and held my hands.
"Don't lose hope," she smiled and I couldn't help myself not to hug her. In less than an hour, I had met her. I already trust her. She probably looked like my mother and because of that, I haven't felt a mother's love since I was young.
"I'm so sorry and if I suddenly hug you," I laughed and wiped the tears from my eyes.
"It's okay Mirana go to your room and rest," she said and bid her goodbye.
I took a deep breath before entering my room.
I brushed my tummy and smiled.
"This is going to our new room sweetheart. don't you worry, mommy will work hard for you."
