Chapter Three
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"Hi, I'm Jacob Walker.” A hand stretches to greet Bella as she tries to get some food to eat at the food court.
Although startled, she immediately responded, “I am Isabella Williams”, extending her right hand to receive Jacob.
“You must be new here”, he responded. Yes, I am. " I'm here for Bill White's Fashion Academy”, Bella said.
“That makes the two of us,” he smiled. The Bills shortlisted the best you know. " By the way, you look absolutely beautiful,” Jacob said, admiring the long blond hair, curvy hips and bright eyes Bella possessed.
“Oh, thank you, you look great yourself,” Bella said, blushing and extremely shy.
Without hesitation, Bella said, “I desperately need your help. I know this is crazy and sudden, and we're still strangers, but I'm here all alone, and it is risky to sleep on the streets tonight. I need to raise funds to pay for the tuition. Please just help me. I will do anything.”
“ I'm so sorry to hear that. Didn't you say you're from Williams? Aren't you Bella, Mr. Williams cherished so much? That's quite a reputable family. I've heard of them before. What happened? “It's a long story”, Bella interrupted. “Just help me. I'll tell you all you need to know about me later, I promise.”
“The only idea I have now is to speak with my father. He works in a luxurious hotel owned by a reputable family. Rumors have it that it's Bill White. But you have to be recruited as a worker there with a paycheck.” “That sounds great!” Bella said excitedly.
“Good day,” Miss Isabella Williams, a middle-aged man, greeted her as he walked into the office where Bella was standing. “This is White's Luxurious Hotels and Suites, as you know." You came on a great recommendation from my son. "Here are some rules you have to follow if you must work here.” He handed over a document to her to go through this file. “ In addition to what is written here, young lady, make sure you treat every guest on the top floor with high dignity and profound respect. They are VIPs, and they hold high political power and social influence. You must not offend any of them most slightly. You'll be told your duty post as time goes on. But for now, there is a pending order from one of the rooms on the last floor, the presidential suite, to attend to. Do you understand? “Yes, Mr. Walker”, Bella said.
Bella excitedly got to the presidential floor with a tray well arranged with expensive coffee and green teas and varieties of expensive wine and wine glasses. She could hear her saliva go down her throat as the whole place was so quiet. As she approached the room where it was to be delivered, she confidently used the doorbell and got the response:“ Come in."
As she entered the room, she saw a tall young man coming out of the bathroom with a clean white towel wrapped around his waist. Her jaws dropped. It's the same sweetheart she had met on Washington Street when she was mistakenly knocked down by a luxurious car. “What's he doing here?” She asked herself as her heartbeat increased.
“Have you no manners?” the young man spoke with a little surprise. “I am so sorry! I should have waited for you to open the door. I was so ignorant, please forgive me. " I'll be outside waiting until you're done.” Bella stammered as she tried to take a few steps back, heading towards the door, head bowed.
“You don't have to go back, it's okay,” he said as he reached for Bella's hands. He could not get his eyes off Bella's endowed body as he spoke. “It's you!” he whispered to himself.
Bella shivered, her feet became cold, and her heart raced to a thousand and one thing that could go wrong at that moment. She wished she could help herself, but she loved what was happening to her already.
“What's your name?” At this moment, his hands were already at Bella's waist, drawing her closer for a kiss. “Uhm, Bella, Isabella Williams…that's my name.”
As he pulled her closer for a kiss, Isabella, in an attempt to pull away, moved the tray she had kept behind her, and it fell, creating a loud noise that sank to the top floor.
“Oh shoot! " Not today!” Isabella said with teary eyes, trying to pick the broken glasses from the floor. “It's alright, I'll cover for it,” the young man said. “You don't understand. I am new here. I am going to lose my job; this is so unfor…” the doorbell rang, interrupting her.
“Is everything okay, Mr. Antonio?” “Yes, of course. "I mistakenly fell on the tray.” “She's trying to help me clean up.” “Thank God! Things like this rarely happen. The noise scared me. " Hurry up Bella,” said Mr. Walker.
As Bella left the room, she could hear her heartbeat three times as fast. Her thoughts could not be tamed. She was grateful for how Mr. Antonio saved her job. But ultimately, she couldn't believe she found herself in the same situation as the young man, again. “Why is he so handsome? Could this be love? No… no… no…, this is just an accident. Focus Bella, focus!” Her thoughts kept the drama on and on as she left.
“Who's that lady? I need her to be my waiter. She must serve no other guests in this hotel. I'll be here for a while,” Mr. Antonio commanded. “It is done, sir.” Mr. Walker affirmed.
That night, Bella couldn't sleep. Her eyes raced to and from the room. The whole incident played repeatedly, and she wondered why she was scared to kiss him after all.
Suddenly, she heard a knock on her door. It was Caleb, Antonio’s friend. “I heard you're now the personal waitress of Mr. Antonio, hurry immediately, your attention is needed.”
As Bella got to Mr. Antonio's room. She was surprised to see him in a mess. He was almost drunk.
Caleb immediately dragged her to a corner of the room, where Antonio wouldn't listen and mentioned, “I need you to nurse him till tomorrow morning.”
“What?” Bella screamed.
“Ten thousand dollars, I'll pay you ten grand.”
“I'm sorry. I can't;” She said
“What's your price? He needs you. Just for tonight and the offer is off.”
“Just for tonight?” She asked. “Yes!" Just for tonight.”
Bella couldn't resist. She remembered her fashion dreams and all that she had sacrificed for them. “Okay, I'll do it on one condition.” “Name it,” Caleb said.
As Antonio approached Bella, although tipsy, he could recognize it was the lady his heart beat for. He was just so grateful to his friend for the big catch.
“How old are you?” Antonio asked as he reached out for Bella's lips and kissed her passionately, nonstop. “I'm nineteen years old,” she said as she willingly released herself into the arms of Antonio.
“I haven't done this before,” she added. Surprised, Antonio replied, “Don't worry, I'll go in gently. ""You'll love it.” These words encouraged Bella. Antonio's desire for her heightened as he heard that she was a virgin.
It was an ecstatic night for Caleb and Bella. Bella was in between emotions. All she wanted was to bring her dreams to life.
“All I need is five hundred thousand dollars for my tuition at Bill White's Fashion Academy,” Bella said as she headed to the bathroom to take a shower to resume duty that morning. “Bill White's fashion academy?” Antonio asked himself with an excited tone. “She's part of those that were shortlisted? " This is getting Interesting”, he smiled.
The Bill White's Fashion Academy is in three weeks. Bella screamed with excitement as she talked with Jacob on the phone, walking down the street. I can't believe it's happening already. My bills are sorted. "Yeah, I know," Jacob responded, congratulations to us.
Stop there! A harsh voice from the background shouted from behind her. Where are you heading to? The hotel, Isabella said, was frightened. Oh yeah, let's have a taste of what you have there.
As Bella tried to resist, the man overpowered her and r***d her.
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