A deal she can't refuse.
A billionare offers her a job on his private island.
It's a secret competition and who wins marries Lorenzo. But he forgot to mention her that part.
Lorenzo, A cruel Italian mafia leader. He doesn't date. Neither does he...
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Hope's POV:
New town. New beginning.
Tomorrow is my first day of work here. I am anxious about meeting my co workers and making a decent, good first impression. I need to keep a low profile because I don't want to cause any trouble the first day, and that's why this is the perfect job for me, I am working as a housemaid cleaning a small unknown motel.
I am consumed by my own thiughts. My spirit is tarnished. it's the truth, I am fucked up. I didn't have a pal in years. I didn't talk to a person in years. I didn't trust or confide in anyone in years. If I am truthful I don't have any friends. I had them before I knew for the mafia. Even if I ran away from my mother, I still find myself thinking about her all the time. In high school, I had friends I remember. I had a best friend named Loli who I have known my whole existence. She is the only one I believe and trust. I didn't see her in 5 years. I left her without explaining because of my mom.
Believe it or not, I made a friend on the run. Her name was Lina, It was 2 years ago in some lost country I was running from my mother. Hell, I learned my lesson with Lina. I trusted her, she betrayed my trust. I helped her, she didn't return the help, hell she even destroyed everything for me.
She called my mother and told her the precise location of the country and town where I was staying at. She told my mother everything. My mother gave her the money and Lina sang like a bird. She is a snitch. And I don't fuck with motherfucking hoe ass snitches.
I got shot in the leg because of her. I almost got killed because of Lina. My mother's men don't mess around. They seriously want to kill me. Not them, my mom wants me dead. She is doing this. She needs to suffer. My mother needs to condone. I cry and I laugh. I sob, I am lonely and frightened.
I desire someone who I can talk to.
Who can listen, help and protect me.
➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖ ~next morning~
I love the sunrise light rush. I make my ponytail and head downstairs. I love hearing the morning sound of birds singing , the scent and vision of the fog. I love the fresh atmosphere in the dawn. I admire mornings. I screamed at myself furious and ashamed when I look at the time.
The first day of my new job and I'm already late. I loathe that my first impression will be like that and I hope my new boss will not be mad at me. Or worse Fire me on the first day. This could have only happen to me. Simply just to me. Disappointed I quickly grab my bag and keys for my car. I am straight from the shower and I still have greasy, wet hair. I go to my car and drive myself to work. I have the location of the motel and I just follow the navigation. It takes 5minutes with a car from my apartment to there.
On the way to the motel, I was thinking about my makeup-morning routine. I love choosing my outfit that I am wearing. I love to wear fancy clothes, dresses. I love to make myself look pretty. I love having different styles of clothes. I love when I take my time to do my makeup. But today I only put on mascara, because I was already late. Every time before I go out of the car and go to the new workplace I eat a piece of chocolate since I noticed it reduces my stress and anxiety. So I did it today too. And it worked.
I am walking to the motel's front entrance when I notice there are no front doors, so I make my way behind the motel. On the back, there is a bar full of old and young people that are smoking, drinking, and having fun. I ask some guy if he knows where are the doors and he just ignored me and started laughing. After a while finally, a nice fellow shows me where they are and I thank him, turn around and start walking to the front door.
suddenly I bump into a hard, heavy wall-
Or is it a body?
I look up to see a very handsome, gorgeous, sexy, and hot in his 20's looking male, He has his whole hands tattoed, just looking at him makes me smile Jesus only cut one ticket and other men are still waiting on the other side? Because he is an angel that was sent from heaven to earth. I have never in my life seen someone that beautiful. but he also looks like the devil himself. I look into his eyes only to see them full of shock and anger before I even have the time to apologize he screams: " you stupid bitch watch where you walking" am- am- I mutter "I..I an m sorry, I am really sorry I am new" I notice I am staring at him. I blush. he smells so good and his style in clothes is amazing for a man. His good looks are what drives girls insane. He is very well dressed wearing a suit with a tie and a big smirk on his face after he notices I am staring at him. It's kinda awkward so I apologize again and make my way to the front door. I didn't get his name. I didn't even care. He was rude. That's a lie. He was rude but still, He made butterflies in my belly, and I want to know his name. Or maybe it's better if I don't. Maybe it's better if he doesn't know me. Maybe that way he could be safe from my mom. Even tho it hurts me, I don't want to make connections with anyone. It's better that way. I am lost alone.
Waiting for someone to save me before I get lost
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Please read more I promise this is only the beginning where they meet, and The boss and Hope will have a lot of chemistry, jealousy, hurt, and love! after the 3 chapters it gets more interesting! I promise❤️ Thanks for reading! m
