Heart of the Underage, Astrid R [best books to read in your 20s TXT] 📗

you tomorrow morning.” He waved his hand in the air and I didn’t reply back.

I walked towards the corner near at Carlo’s bedroom door and I immediately spotted the door of my new room. I twisted the door knob gently and pushed it open.

I clicked on the light and a gasp escaped my lips. My eyes twinkled like a star and took a step forward inside my big room. I have never seen a room like this. I thought it was going to be dirty and ugly without paint but my earlier judgement put me into shame and I quickly scolded myself for being such a bitch…sometimes.

“Wow,” I said in awe and roam around the room.

The room was pretty big like a double size of my room in Mitchell’s house – which was big as well. But I never thought to saw a much bigger bedroom than my room in Mitchell’s house.

The wall was painted into midnight blue – which brings my face a wide smile on my lips. Midnight blue is my favourite colour. The wall across where my new bed is was painted into baby blue.

A king master bed was arranged perfectly in the middle of the room with a beautiful midnight blue cover and pillows that has stars printed on it. A 60” flat screen TV was plastered on the wall across my bed. Tables, cabinets and couches were everywhere. There was one set near at the balcony, a love seat in left side corner and other one on the right. A set of study table behind my bed with a study lampshade on it, the room is beautiful and it looks like a whole house. Well, except for the kitchen though.

I walked around the left corner and saw a door. I pushed it open and saw another room that was full of mirror. Each wall was a mirror and I thought inside was empty, just when I accidentally push the mirror and it quickly moved like I aside revealing the dressing room with a shoe rack on it.

I didn’t realised that my eyes was so wide like it was going to fall off my eye sockets and my mouth was widely open and I quickly closed my mouth and my eyes, trying to blink if I was dreaming. I open my eyes again and everything was still the same. The room is so perfect, I feel like I am a princess living in a rich and beautiful castle.

I walked outside the dressing room and walked outside the balcony. The cold breeze immediately hit my pale skin and shivered involuntarily. The view was breath-taking. I absolutely saw the view of New York City in the night. Lights were everywhere and cars were running on the road.

“Like the view?” a manly voice whispered near at the back of my ear and goose bumps started to creep on my neck.

I looked behind my back and saw Mitchell smiling at me and turned his gaze to the surroundings. I smiled at his manly voice that he used earlier. I’ve never thought that he can make me shiver by just using only his voice. It would perfectly lovely if he was a real man and I will instantly volunteer to flirt and ask him to be my boyfriend if he wasn’t a gay. Like seriously? He was a gorgeous, hot man for crying out loud. But I guess, he would always forever be like this.

“I love the view.” I corrected him, emphasising the word love and he chuckled.

We stayed looking around the night view of NYC and no words has been spoken out and it didn’t feel awkward, but a comfortable one.

The wind started to get into my veins and I shuddered like crazy. I wrap my arms to shoulder and Mitchell saw me and he laughed and put his palm on my small back urging me to get back inside my room.

I followed silently and looking down on my phone. The time was 10:25 pm and I feel worried about Mitchell to get back to his house at this time so I told him that he could stay and spend the night here because it was already late in the evening and I want to spend my last night with him before I started my job tomorrow morning. He nodded and a smile tugged on his lips.

After taking a quick shower and get ready to bed, I saw Mitchell lying his back on my bed with only on his boxer and I don’t know why I felt uncomfortable seeing him like this.

I shrugged the feelings off and crawled up in bed with him with only my bra and undies on. I always sleep like this; it makes me feel more comfortable than wearing PJ’s.

“You ready to sleep?” Mitchell asked smiling at me.

I smiled back and nodded. “Good night, Mitch.” I said kissing his cheek before I turn so he was facing my back.

“Good night, Gabby.” He replied and before I could close my eyes, I feel a strong and manly arm wrapped on my waist pulling me closer to his body. I wanted to react and shove him off of me, but then I realised that it was Mitchell and there’s no big deal because he was like sister to me.

I instantly relax on his arms and lean my head on his hard chest, closing my eyes slowly until I fell into a deep sleep.

Chapter Nine

 

Gabriella’s POV

My head was pounding like crazy. I felt like it will crack anytime soon. As long as I remember last night, I wasn’t drunk and I was standing in the balcony with Mitchell.

Mitchell…

I looked at my back but only found a cold empty space on my bed. I quickly walked to the closet and put a big shirt on that barely covered my butt. I opened the door and walked towards the kitchen.

“Good morning,” a husky voice whispered at the back of my ear and I shivered involuntarily.

I twirl around and my head bumped into a hard-rock chest. Damn, body. How can someone have a chest as hard as a rock? I rubbed my forehead and a gasp escapes my lips when I realise how close we were standing in front of each other. Carlo looked down at me and smirked, backing lightly and walked towards the counter leaving me with shock written on my face.

I followed him to the kitchen and sat on the table. He was wearing a black suit and a black tie. He looked absolutely sexy. Before I could do something that I would regret, I looked around and to the living room but Mitchell wasn’t there. Carlo probably saw my confusion because he said, “Mitchell isn’t here. He said he has a business meeting at 8 o’clock so he left early.”

I can’t find my voice for a moment so I just formed my mouth into a big ‘O’. I stood up from my chair ready to make myself coffee when Carlo stop me and handed me a black mug. I tilted my head to the side and he looked at me amusedly.

I slowly grab the mug from his grasp and saw that it was a coffee and my lip twitched upward. “You don’t have to do this.” I said smiling while looking at the coffee.

He shrugged like it was no big deal. “It’s fine.” He paused, “And I want you to taste my delicious coffee.” I saw him smirking in the corner of my eye and I was smiling like an idiot.

I can’t believe that my boss made me a coffee. It is so nice of him to do that to his employee. I take a sip of my coffee slowly; I can see Carlo looking at me intensely. I was fidgeting in my sit, and then suddenly I stood up and spit the coffee unto the sink. I looked at the coffee once again before I looked up to Carlo. He looked worried about my sudden reaction.

“What’s wrong? You don’t like my coffee?” He asked, but he was taking a step back from me. I eyed him suspiciously.

“What did you put in the coffee?” I asked. My blood started to boil and my face was so red from anger, whilst Carlo was trying so hard not to laugh. He was trying to put a serious face with a concern on it but he was failing miserably.

He took another step back from me and throws his hands in the air defensively. “What do you mean? I didn’t put anything in your coffee.” There was silence for a couple of seconds before he burst out laughing and literally rolling on the floor while holding his stomach with his hand.

My face becomes redder from anger and I quickly pour my coffee to the sink and I smell something funny but a little spicy…like a pepper. And then it hit me. He put a pepper on my coffee instead of sugar. I was shaking in fury. I wanted to choke him with all my power and stab him in the stomach a million times and put him inside the sack and drag him at the back of his car while I am driving to the beach, then throw his body in the ocean so that the sharks will eat him.

Carlo was still laughing rolling on the floor whilst I was slowly walking towards his direction and stop in his side. He looked up to me and started standing up while smirking at me. But before he could stand up straight, I punch him on the face really hard that he almost lost his balance.

He stared at me with shock and disbelief written on his face. I wasn’t afraid if he will fire me today though, actually I was proud of myself that I did that. He must learn to respect and not play with the other people like their toy and especially me.

He stood there for a while looking at me without blinking. Then he quickly grabs his key from the counter and walks outside and slams the door really hard. I was surprised that the door was still intact.

I stood there pleased for what I did and worried at the same time. I’m not worried that he would fire me when he gets back. I just feel a pang of guilt for what I just did. Heck, he deserved it anyway. Heave a sigh, I walk to my room and started cleaning the place, taking a mental note to apologise when he’ll come back after work.

Time passed by like a wind, looking around the place and a smile crossed on my lips. The clean and neat area looks like a new condo, heck it looks like a real luxury. The shiny glass table and some expensive furniture bowed and praise me for cleaning them.

Exhausted, I sprawled down on the leather couch and lay my back to the soft yet hard material. I stared at the roof and an image of my father flashed in my head.

“Damn. I miss them so much.” I muttered to myself.

If it is not because of my father’s bestfriend and business partner, I wouldn’t have encountered this kind of life that I am now. If not because of that stupid arrangement I still