All Chapters of Bought For Him.: Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

ZiaMy eyes widened in awe as I stared out the window while Mateo's car approached the blinding mansion. The bright warm lights showcased the front of the house, and I could tell Mateo's grandfather, Marcello, was bloody rich... possibly literally.The fountain in front of the mansion had water flowing from it, and in the pool of the concrete structure were lavender flowers swimming in it. It looked magical. How did they get the fountain to light up?Many luxurious cars were packed around it, and I could see as the gentlemen opened the doors for their dates, so gentlemanly of them.I turned to look at Mateo to see if he held the same excitement as I did, but his hands were clenched around the wheel as he gritted his teeth. My smile faltered as I noticed his annoyance. Why does he look so mad? Settling in my seat, I refrained from looking outside excitedly and calmed down. Yes, remain calm. I was going into unfamiliar territory, and there might be people in the same profession as Mate

ZiaIt had been almost a week since that damned party, and everything had been okay. I thought Mateo would be furious with me and possibly kick me out for embarrassing him, but instead, he talked to me calmly.That guy never did that with my mom. All he knew was how to scream and whine like a child. I hoped he was drowning in alcohol.I sat outside, staring at the clouds as I waited for the day to be over. I knew I should be enjoying this time that I had just to sit and do nothing since I had been working like a slave when I was back at home, but my goodness; I was bored!Maybe I just don’t have it in me to be lazy.I had already cleaned the house and washed the windows and the bed sheets just to keep myself busy, hoping the chores would help speed up the day, and even though I used my hands believing that would buy me so much more time, I still finished doing everything within less than five hours. By noon I was done with my chores, and here I was, sitting outside watching the birds

ZiaI brought my flask to my lips as I sipped my tea, swinging my legs underneath me from the highchair I sat on. I looked at my classmate, who dropped next to me, gripping her hair as she groaned.“Today’s lecture was torturous,” she groaned as she messed up her perfectly curled red hair. “Should I just drop out?” She asked as she turned to look at me. I raised my eyebrows, surprised by her sudden outburst.Even though I was used to them, she would talk about dropping out on any random day because of the tiniest inconvenience; however, I would always remind her how much she worked to get her scholarship, and that she didn’t have the luxury the other students had.“No, we can’t drop out,” I said as I placed my flask on the table. She frowned as she tilted her head to the side.“Woah, who said anything about us dropping out?” She pointed between us, and I smiled as I tilted my head to the side as well.“Because if you drop out, I will have to drop out as well. I can’t go to school alon