chapter 5

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INSPIRATIONAL SONGS FOR THIS CHAPTER :)

Stay with me - Sam smith

Wildest dreams - Taylor Swift

Katrina's pov

"I have to go" I told April after I wore my black clothes and got my purse

"I know, you do, but I-I..." I cut her off

"It's hard for the both us, by I got to be strong and stand on our feet once again, sweety"

I hugged her, left the room and out the door without getting any breakfast as I woke up late this morning, cause I was reliving all the memories I had with both of my parents and stayed up all night with my sister April as she kept on calling for my dad, as tears rolled down her cheeks and I just sobbed quietly while hugging her

I got in the taxi and gave him the address that I wrote on a piece of paper and sat back in my seat as the taxi drive nodded and made our to the huge mansion of Mr Bieber

I didn't know I started crying until the taxi driver passed me a tissue and I gave him the money needed and stepped out of the car into the cold freezing air of California

Standing infront of the gates of the house, I pressed the bell that was hung on the wall and as soon as I did the black huge gates opened

I walked silently until I reached the porch and knocked on the door, waited for a couple of seconds until opened revealing a smiling Sofiah at the door

"Hello, katrina...right?" She asked and i nodded my head as she opened the door wider so I could step in

I breathed in and out, just to control my nerves and get my breathing alligned as I walked with Sofiah to the big brown eyes that I remember seeing the most disgusting, fabulous,  perfect shaped face I have ever seen inside this small luxurious room

I blinked a couple of times, to adjust that the guy I was just thinking about was standing infront of me talking on his phone as he ran his fingers through his dirty blonde hair that could make any girl weak in the knees

He ushered me over with his fingers as his eyes were scanning the blue sky and the green grass outside as I sat on the leather chair and placing my bag on the ground as I saw sofiah leave the room

"So, Miss Martinis, I see you had made your choice" I heard the masculine voice from behind me as he placed his phone on the wooden large table

"Y-yes" I said quietly, not looking at him

"What have changed your mind" he asked

"That's my business, Mr Bieber, I would not like to share any of my personal business in my work" I said sternly as the grief of my dad is still fresh in mind 

"Well, lets talk business" he started and I nodded in agreement

"My son's name is Julian his 8 years old, he goes to school not far away from here.." I nodded my head to let him know that i'm listwn to every word he is uttering and then continued "you will be dropping him off at school at 7 and picking him up from school at 3, then you will put him lunch and then he starts doing his homework with him" I nodded once more and he continued

"Julian has a dog his name is fluffy, he goes with him wherever he goes, are you allerfic to dog's Miss Martinis?" He asked

"No im not" I said confidently

"Good, good" he told me

"Then you will put julian to bed and come downstairs for your second job, easy, right" he told me as his lips turned to a smirk, I felt a lump eating me up as I nodded hesitantly

He smirked and gave me a piece of paper that looks like a contract

"That contract is for the babysitting job, Miss Martinis, and you will get a thousand each week you take care of my son" he told me as he gave me a pena and with shaky hands a took it and signed the paper

"Well the first job is yours, do you want to talk about your second job now or after dinner" he said

"Now, I need to get home" I told him

"Ok, im going to ask you some questions to make sure we don't have anything hidden" he started and I nodded as I ran my hands through my hair as I watched him stand up from his leather chair and walking to his window and standing on the frame of it. Folding his arms over his chest making his suit tight around the shoulders making him extra mesmerizing to look at

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

I shook my head "no, I don't" I answered

"Have you been kissed before?"

I looked at the floor ashamed, I'm 20 years old and I haven't had my first kiss, my silence gave him his answer because suddenly I felt warmth was around me and his hot breath was near my ear

"That's alright,  Miss Martinis, you will have your first kiss very soon" he told me and I felt the air was withdrawn from my lungs and my cheeks were heating up

"Alright to the next question, are you a virgin?" This question just got me off guard as I stood there, not believeing his just asked that, out of all the questions in the world he asks that

"Miss Martinis, are you alright?" He asked, he sounded so concerned

"Yes" I said

"Is that for the first question or second?" He asked as he tilted his head to the side to examine my face

"For the first question" I told him honestly looking at him and our eyes met for a second until he I heard him laugh uncontrollably as my eyes furrowned

"That's not funny" I bursted out as he held his stomach from the laughter

"You are so immature, i have alot of stuff on my mind right now Mr bieber, and im not bothered to immature behaviour" I said

I held my bag in my hand and as I was about to open the wooden door of the office, the door was suddenly shut and I flinched a little as I looked at my right to see Mr bieber looking at me intensely as I breathed and was moved away from him

"So are you going to take the job" he asked

I was about to answer when my phone started ringing and I saw the caller ID and it my little sister April

"Hello, april"

"Kat, the council is here wanting the payment for the month or they are going to take the house, kat what are we going to do" I heard her say

"I'll think of something, I promise we will pay for it, don't worry" I told her and then she hung up as I turned around to face Mr Bieber

"I will take the job" I said and he nodded as I signed the second contract

"Your job starts tomorrow...BOTH jobs" he said and opened the door for me

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