Pledge of allegiance

23. Stricly business

-The Mansion
-Whatever o'clock

Skie's POV

Aliiysa showed me around the house, which took about an hour. The house was big as fuck. It had 3 floors. 2 living areas on each floor, about 20 rooms, tons of workspace areas. It had a theater, 3 swimming pools, a spa, a gym, 3 kitchens, hella bathrooms, a indoor basketball court, 4 libraries, and a massive bowling alley. Not to mention all of the rooms had bathrooms attached to it too.

Seeing all of this blinded all of the reasons why I was here in the first place. This place is fucking beautiful....literally heaven on fucking earth.

"Here's your bedroom." She said, walking in and I followed.

The room was massive of course. It was prolly bigger than the size of my house...Shidd prolly the whole block.

It had a big ass flat screen tv mounted on the wall, just above a fire place and a mini fridge. The bed had to be a California king with silk black sheets, neatly manicured. The bathroom had a stand-in shower with a glass door. As well as a old fashioned bathtub and a mirror that stretched across the wall.

The closet was massive, as expected. It was a walk in of course and it had a lot of storage, drawers and shoe racks.

"Breakfast and dinner is from 8 to 11, a.m and p.m." she said as we walked out of the closet.

She took something out of her back pocket."This for now on is your new phone. The only contacts are mine and the bosses. Those are the only people you will need to contact. Call boss for business only, call me for everything else. Is there anything else you need before I go?" She asked

I studied her expression on her face. She looked sharp, professional. A totally different person than the person I met.

"Nah I'm str8." My expression hardened

I can't even explain in words how much hate I have in my heart for this girl. How could she do this to me.

"Your clothes are in the drawers, training starts at 6 a.m sharp, get some rest." She said grabbing the doorknob.

I stopped her.

"Holdup, can we talk for a minute...please." I said.

"I'm listening." She said

"I know you did this because it was your job, but I just need to know one thing...did you mean it when you said you loved me?" I asked, holding back tears.

She started walking back to the door. She stopped before closing it.

"This was and is strictly business Ms. Brown....have a good night." She said closing the door.

Have you ever felt so overwhelmed and so hurt to the point where you can't even show any emotion anymore.

All of this on top of my mom dying, finding out that the girl I loved and my sperm donor is apart of a mafia....crazy. All of it is sending me into a roller coaster of emotions. Even tho my appearance is emotionless, I feel so much.