A Million-Dollar Strange Deal (UNEDITED VERSION)

Chapter 18: Little Marco

"Did I mention really, really jealous." ― Molly Ringle,

Picture of the little pup on the side..----->>

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Georgina Ricci's POV

                I MARCHED in my room feeling annoyed but excited at the same time. I know I missed him already, even though how much I try to deny the feelings, it always made known.

I walked into my room and opened the drawer of the side table where I remembered I stuffed the phone, and voila it's still sitting there. I check it and there's like fifteen missed calls- all from him.

I found myself smiling as I tuck the phone inside of my waistband since I don't have a pocket.

I was so tempted to call him, but I dismissed the idea. He'll call me in a few minutes that's why he demanded me to take my phone.

I bounce out of my room, then decided to take the elevator to get to the garden quickly.

As soon as the elevator stops, I saunter to the direction of the garden at the other side of the mansion with a wide smile. Then I remember to check if my phone is on silent.

I pulled it out in between my waistband and check it. Indeed, it's in silent. I turned it on high to make sure I could hear the phone when it ring. I tuck it back inside of my waistband and strutted to where Yza is. She's already on the other side of the garden, to another flower bed, and she's pulling out weeds. She's also pruning the small bushes following a perpetual circular motion with a big scissor.

I saw Robert walk in her direction and said something, then she stops cutting, then nodded. Probably the old man asks her to just pull weeds.

I headed to her direction with a spring under my sole, my smile still plastered on my face.

Tad and Grimm are at one corner of the mansion, now on their feet standing like a statue, looking out of place in the garden, while their prying eyes are stuck on me. I hate the idea of their eyes trailing my every move, but I couldn't do anything. I'm not their boss of course. It's not me who's paying them.

I noticed Grimm was talking on his Bluetooth, the way his lips are moving constantly, although he was standing like a statue with his eyes trained to my direction.

Amft!

I quickly averted my eyes to Yza and reach her. Yza looks at me briefly, then she spoke in a teasing tone. "Did Mr. Possessive called you yet?" Yza grinned with her eyes dancing in amusement.

I almost burst into laughter when she called him possessive. If only she knew him, she'll take her words back. Marco is not possessive. He's just a weird bipolar, and controller. He likes to control people and play them with his hands.

"No, he hasn't," I replied briefly as I reach another pair of gloves from the bin and slip in my hands, then sat in a squat as I reach out weeds, and starting pulling them.

Yza stops and faces me. Her amused face slowly dispersing. Staring into my eyes, she spoke. "You love him, don't you?" Yza probe. Her cute nose was sweaty, with her cheeks all red.

The weather is not bad, but the sunlight is burning- biting into our skin.

"You should have worn some suntan lotion. You look like you'll get sunburn soon.." I remarked, ignoring her question.