Chapter 4 : The Penthouse

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ELLANOVA'S POV








After my new contract signing to that company even though I'm not 100% sure if my decision was right but it already happened and I can't do anything about it now.I just have to contact my parents to know about this especially my mom who's very protective of me all the time.I'm planning to visit my agency tomorrow and talk to my manager too ,the woman who interviewed me was kind and I don't feel any bad energy around here but the other one which I presume is their Big Boss ,she's emits a strong ,dark and powerful aura that I can't even name.And Miss A didn't even say a word about "Her" after I signed the contract.She said that someone will pick me up after 3 days and I don't quite need to bring many stuffs and clothes as they will provide them . I didn't ask anymore queries and let one of their man take me home safely."Maybe this is my time to shine really "on my own thoughts.










It's quite early so instead of preparing my things I called daddy to have dinner with us so he will come home early I know how workaholic my daddy was so I had to do this.Then I just do the same to my "mommy"which is very happy on her tone while we're talking on the phone. I just took a shower and then head out on my condo which is not quite big nor small either just enough for that's why I didn't hesitate to bought it a year ago from my savings on my modeling career.And of course I also bought a car from my own money and it really made me happy just by thinking that next time I will be helping my parents for them to live comfortably now cause I don't want my father to forced himself to work really hard every single day and his not getting younger.I want to build their dream house and spend their days together not minding the problems and money anymore that's why at my young age I decided to be strong and independent.










After almost an hour I have arrived in my destination.It was our house where I grew up but not typically because I was born and raised in Rome,Italy we just moved here in France because of my father's work that time.And as my mom quit working already because after she gave birth to me the doctor advised her to refrain from doing heavy work and stress.Her health became weak and need to take some medication.But too long she was back from being energetic that's how my daddy described my mom.He also said that's there are time that my mom will go to his grandparents "ranch "in Italy to do horse racing together with her relatives.That time he's no good in horses so she asked my mom to teach him and so she does.But one time their relatives do their traditional on racing and the winner will get anything he/ wants and that's cannot be broken .My father was so determined to ask my mom's whole clan to settle down and build a family with him.My father did the most funniest thing ever he wasn't even ride his horse when it "kicked "him right on his face caused him to lost his consciousness right on the spot.I was laughing really while listening to daddy because he said that because I lost to that game the winner punished me to clean the horses stable/barn.And the thing is my mom was the winner and secretly taking videos of him while his covered with the horses manures.And I was like laughing every sign time whenever I watched those videos or my daddy talks about it.













Back to reality,alright my mom is healthy now,but as his grandfather advice she can't stay on crowded places and the air is toxic and polluted.So my dad bought a house far from the city and there we live until I grew up.Our house is not quite big but truly "homey"as my mom makes sure that there are growing plants and flowers on the front and backyard and I never felt lonely living in here .As I entered the small gate I my nose almost filled with the fragrance of the flowers that my mom's love taking care of and I love how gorgeous they are to look at.










"Mommy" I shouted out but not too loud just for her to hear me from the inside.





"Oh my gosh sweetheart you're really here and you look more beautiful "my mom stated as she held me captive in her arms.




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