Filthy Rich

Chapter Three

Heaven Amelie's POV

Maybe he changed his mind.

Maybe he saw no potential in me. Why do I keep on failing? I'm making everyone dislike me without doing anything. Now, where would I go?

I instantaneously lose the little confidence left within me. I bowed down and suddenly felt shy to look at them in the eye. I'm not at the same level as them. I'm nothing but a jobless working student trying to find a job to feed myself.

"You look like crying. I'm not rejecting your application or doing whatever is on your mind. I'm not giving you any job because we decided to support you financially."

I regained myself and looked at him with a teary eye. I was astounded by what he was saying, causing me to feel overwhelmed.

"That's too much. I can't just take any amount from you guys. Please let me do something in exchange for it." I grew up providing for myself and it felt so wrong to get a hold of something I didn't work hard for.

"You deserve to enjoy your life as a student. You are robbed of your childhood and we're now giving you the freedom and life enjoyment you are worthy of. From now on, focus on your studies, focus on whatever you want to do."

The next thing I knew I was sobbing. I used my hands to cover my face. Nayana is hugging me and she's crying with me. Her warmth makes me feel like I'm being protected by a mother. The kind of mother I never had. I was abandoned. I never knew who my father was. He left my mom when she was still pregnant. He refused me as his child and lived with another woman. My mom also left me with my abusive aunt when I was just a few months old and never came back.

I grew up having no idea what having a father, a mother, a family feels like, because I was never a part of my aunt’s family. They treat me like I'm not their kinsman. I served them like I was their slave. They love shouting at me, calling me names, laying their hands on me and inflicting pain. When they started threatening my life, I decided to run away. I go to another city miles away from them and make new beginnings.

I was just 16 back then, but I didn't have any choice. I'm glad an old fruit vendor that I met pitied me and took me in. At first, she was so nice to me, but whenever she's drunk, she always beat me. When I reached my legal age, she started pushing me to do jobs involved in p**********n to give her a lot of money to buy her alcohol. Afraid that she would sell me to some random guy, I ran out again and lived by myself.

I hope this time is different.

Hoping my trust will be valued and I will be loved.

*****

Weeks have already passed since Cavellis gave me a card where I can withdraw money for my expenses. I insist on asking them to give me a job so I can pay them back, but they refuse. It feels so nice that I now have time for myself. I don’t need to hurry to run after my part-time jobs.

Every other day they invite me to eat lunch or dinner with them. They are treating me like their own daughter and I'm more than happy.

Today my classes ended late. I decided to walk my way home with my earphones plugged in my ear. Walking helps me relax and stop overthinking.

I was walking home from my university when I saw a black Porsche Panamera.

I was marveled since it's not every day that I get to see one. I admire it from a distance. It's so cool. After a minute of me ogling at it, I continued walking.

While walking in a dark alley that I needed to pass through to go home, I suddenly sensed like I was being followed. I looked at my back. The black Porsche Panamera was just a few meters behind me, moving slowly. No other vehicle is there. I looked around to find a crowd but I was alone here. My heart started to pound. I started taking a long stride.

"Everything will be fine Ellie." I muttered to myself, convincing myself that it's alright. Maybe I am just being paranoid. I was doing my inhale and exhale routine to stay calm when I noticed that the car was coming faster, making me more tense.

This time I decided to run. I run as fast as I can.

Gosh, who is it this time?

Am I going to end up in the hospital again?

It is dark and I am frightened. I'm not looking back, but based on the lights, the car was fast approaching me. I run with all of my strength. I never knew I could run this fast. I was about to take my turn but the car abruptly stopped in front of me, putting an end to my passage. Due to adrenaline, I quickly turned my back and ran in the opposite direction.

God, help me.

I'm breaking out with a cold sweat. My legs started to feel stiff from running, but who cares? I need to escape.

I heard thumping sounds indicating that someone was now running after me. I try to speed up but I'm at my limit.

.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, LET ME GO!!!" I shouted at the top of my lungs when somebody grabbed me. He lifts me like I weigh nothing and carries me across his shoulders like a sack of potatoes.

What the hell.......

I started punching his back. I'm punching him as hard as I can.

"LET ME GO!!!!" I was doing my best to struggle but he was too strong.

"BRING MEEE DOOOWN!!!" I continued shouting and struggling, hoping someone would hear me and help me out.

"s**t, you're too loud" I heard him annoyingly mumble.

I hit his back again.

"f**k, stop hitting me woman!!" I gasped and my eyes widened when he playfully slapped my butt cheeks to stop me from struggling.

"p*****t!!!!!! LUNATIC!!!!! LET ME GOOOO!!!"

What he did, didn't stop me from struggling but made me try to make more forceful efforts to get free from him, but it's nonsense. I even heard him chuckling.

"Nice to try, future wife, but you're mine now."

WHAT????????