The Dawn of Tomorrow [PAUSE]

Chapter 3

"Wow Isabella, this is amazing" Cealia says tasting the Quesadilla.

Isaac enter the kitchen nearly glanced at me. He didn't say a word. He sit down and he start eating his food moaning gibberish word.

"This is amazing Isabella! Gracias."

"Of course, it is"

I smile at him when Cealia ask. "What did your father say?"

"He said that he's really happy to see me and all. Tomorrow I will debut my training for 7 months, when I succeed I will be the chairman of Powers airline enterprise."

Their conversation went on and on for at least fifteen minutes so I decided to leave the kitchen and go to the maid department.

"Hola tía Marissa and mama"

They continue sweeping the window. Mama look so happy, it warmed my heart seeing her in a such good mood.

"Hola" they say in unison.

"Did you get to see Isaac, isn't he handsome?"

I stopped on track when she said Isaac name, my mother glare at me waiting for my answer...

"Yes I saw him" I carefully chose my words. I leave the maid department and intrude a room and close the door. I don't even know why but I just needed a moment alone. It's so weird being okay for once in my life. Being an unknown person in the eyes of your own father is hard. Tears were close to comes out but I don't let them.

"May I ask why are you in my bedroom Ms.Perez ?" I jump at Isaac voice.

"oh dios mio..I'm sorry I thought hum.. "

"And you thought what?"

He raise an eyebrow waiting for my response. I turn and open the door. I walk fast to the maid quarter. I don't know what is happenning to me. I don't seem to get my shit together.

The next day everything went smoothly than yesterday. I cleaned, cooked, swept. Isaac went to his first day of training. He was dreadfully handsome in his a grey suit. He would glanced at me time to time while eating his breakfast with his father while I do the dishes.

Mama went grocery shopping with Marissa for the Powers while Cealia and I are cooking dinner. Marshall comes and watched and ask us random questions. He is a very nice man.

An hour later Isaac came with his phone by his ear going directly to his room with a dark hair woman in tight black skirt, white blouse, snake skin white long heels. I assume she got at alexander wang limited edition. She smirk at me.

Puta!

By the end of the day, Isaac demand me to change his sheet for some reason I do not want to know. I knock softly the door and it opened.

Isaac is on a grey sweatpants barefoot and shirtless, his hair were slightly wet so was his chest, I forced my eyes to connect with his but it couldn't. His chest are distracting me. Every single drop of water scrolling down his chest is diverting my attention.

"I have your sheets"

He opens his door farther for me to entrance.

"You can make the bed, I'm just going to brush my teeth."

I nod and putted on gloves. I start taking the sheets one by one until the last one.

"May I ask why you are using gloves just to make a bed?"

"Hum.. Well I don't know what you did with your assistant on those sheets and I am not taking any chances" I whisper loud enough for him to hear.

"Is that so?" Was all he said for me to recognize that he was only several inches away from me.

"Yes"

I toss the dirty sheets aside, remove my glove and take the clean sheets and start making the bed.

I could feel his gaze on my back, he is watching me carefully.

"Can you stop watching me por favor?"

"No. I'm waiting for my bed to be made" he sounded really tired so I accelerated the process. When I was done he walk to his bed and whispered

"I miss you too mother.."

It's so sad I couldn't imagine what he's going through. Losing his mother must be tough. I look at him and I can spot every crease on his perfect yet stress out face. He looks so vulnerable, every wall he put up is down making him seemed like a little boy who lost his mother in a market.

A little hair was covering his eyes, temptation was tormenting me to move it aside. Just for a moment I give in and move it so effortlessly out the way, grazing my fingertips on his skin surprisingly was soft.

"Ah I see, he's finally out."

Suddenly Mr.powers's voice startled me from behind, I had to muffle my scream with my hand so I won't wake him up. I turn around and see Mr.Powers leaning against the door frame waiting.

"Hum yeah I guess he must've been really tired... And homesick."

"Honey I doubt that."

I get what he saying but anybody would've missed the feeling of home even though you don't have the best father-son relationship, home is where families is.

"Isabella you seemed very fund of him? Well who wouldn't my genes didn't go in vain."

I can't say for sure if I am fund to him but for now he's okay.

"For now it's a good start." I pick up the nasty sheets on the floor but still facing Mr.Powers, when I look at him he demeanour his empowering. Now I know where Isaac got his arrogance. I put them in the bin by the closest. I made my way out the room without muttering a word.

"Isabella it's so nice to have you here and work with for him. He needs you." He say with a frown but his gorgeous face doesn't falter.

I don't get what he means by with him I'm his maid.

"It so sad, he can't find a proper wife by the time I might already have one foot in a grave"

I don't have an answer for what he just said, it is none of my business-

"Amelia would've been proud of him if he had someone to settle him down"

I wonder who is Amelia? I wonder why he would mention her name.

"Who is Amelia?" I ask

"My beloved wife...well let's not get into that. I hope you'll be working for us on long terms."

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Oohhh well well Marshall Powers why all those questions?
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