Isabella: Our Adopted Baby

Chapter 9

Quinn led me to my bedroom and shut the door once both of us were inside. "Can you get undressed for me?"

I grabbed material from my dress but didn't remove it. "Are you... you're not gonna do anything..."

She turned to look at me, her brows furrowed. "No, baby. We would never do anything like that."

"I-is it okay if it's only you for now?"

Quinn put a clean diaper and a pack of wipes on the changing table. "You don't want Gio to change you?"

I shook my head. Considering he was the one to punish me so far, I didn't want to risk anything worse happening from him. He didn't seem like a very nice guy.

"That's okay. I'll talk to him and tell him how you feel. He's not as scary as you think."

"He comes across as scary though."

She sighed. "First impressions are everything and he sometimes forgets that. He's good with business but normal, everyday interactions are more difficult for him."

I walked over to her, still not undressed. "How did you two meet?"

"Can I help?" She asked, nodding to my dress.

Cautiously, I nodded.

She pulled my dress over my head and moved behind me to unhook my bra. "We met at a charity dinner. I was a volunteer for the company that the dinner was for and was being recognized for my efforts. Gio came because he had donated a lot of money and they wanted to thank him. It took him a while to get up the courage to talk to me but we've been inseparable ever since."

"You don't find him intimidating?"

She smiled. "He is to everyone but me. He's so kind and caring towards me. It's like he dropped his guard for me but kept it up for everyone else."

I knew what that was like.

She walked to the closet doors and opened them. She stood just inside the doors for a minute before she reached forward and grabbed a shirt off a hanger. "Let's get you dressed."

"Is everything in there all pink and girly?"

"Not everything but most of it is. A lot of what I've picked out was just something I liked. There are some more practical pieces too."

With my arms over my chest, covering myself up, I walked over to where she was.

She rolled up the shirt and slipped it over my head. I put my arms through it and let it fall. Surprisingly, it was fairly long and oversized. It was just a plain pink T-shirt.

"Okay. Now, we have to get you into a diaper."

I pulled the shirt down so it covered my underwear. I was really hoping they were just trying to scare me and weren't actually serious about me wearing a diaper. "D-do I have to?"

She opened the cabinet that sat beside the mattress on the floor and opened the doors. "Yes, you have to. We can't have you making a mess."

"I know how to use the bathroom though. I don't need to wear diapers."

She leaned away from the cabinet so she could look at me. "It's in the contract that you have to follow our rules and do as we say. We want you to use diapers. If you can't do that, we'll have to contact ASI and let them know that you breached your contract."

I rolled my eyes. That stupid contract. It was going to make my life a living hell all for $100,000. Maybe the money wasn't worth it.

"You'll be smart to lose the attitude, Isabella. Gio doesn't handle it well and I'm not going to put up with it either."

I groaned. "These rules are stupid. It's probably why people don't want to renew their contracts."

Quinn shut the cabinet doors and turned to face me. "We make the rules, not you. All you have to do is follow them. You have thirty days to put up with them and then you can leave."

I crossed my arms over my chest. It was insulting that they would treat me however they wanted, expecting me to do it all because I signed a contract. Money or no money, it was degrading.

"Are you going to listen or do I need to punish you?"

"I'm already being punished," I mumbled.

She turned around and left the room without a word.

I walked over to the door and stuck my head out, trying to figure out where she was going. From downstairs, I could hear her talking to Giovanni.

I backed away from the door and glanced around the room. I needed a place to hide. I was not about to get hit just because I didn't want to follow their rules. I wasn't going to put up with their disrespect any longer.

I thought about hiding under the bed but it was too low to the ground that I knew I couldn't fit. The only sure place was in the closet. I went inside and shut the door behind me as softly as I could. I pushed a clothes basket aside and then put it in front of me to block my body from sight. I just had to hope it would work until I could figure something out.