After science, I don't have anymore  class after that so that means, I can go home now. During classtime, to be honest, I don't feel comfortable with Paul behind me and it like his eyes are burning a hole behind my back and my  actions were watched.

I ran to my locker and put all my things inside of it. It's Friday and I have a job tomorrow. I work as a part time waitress in a coffee shop. I need to help my Dad to do the work. We don't have enough money to pay or buy for my Mom's medication.

When I put all the things I need to put in my locker, I closed it and prepaired to go home. Chris texted me a while ago that she is working a little late for her president duties so I am going home now. Where is Paul anyway?

Hey, why am I looking for him? I don't have to say goodbye to him.

I already exited the school's gate when a biker dude stopped his big black bike in front of me. For a minute I thought it was kidnapper but...who would kidnap a girl like me especially in a public place like this and there are student around.

"Hey, let me take you home" he removed his helmet and it was Paul. He bikes

"P-Paul...a-are you s-s-ure?" I asked 

He nod his head "Yeah, hop on"

Slowly, I hopped on his bike and put my hands on his shoulders. I am used on riding bikes like this because Dad has one before but it got broken and never been fixed because we have no more money for it.

"Hold on tight" he told me and started the engine and I held on his shoulder tighter then he turn his head to me "I said...hold on to me tightly" he repeated.

"I am holding on you" I told him with a frown

Paul chuckled then remove his hands on the bike and put them on my hand, grab it and wrap it around his shoulders. Ohhh, this is what he meant. "There we go..." he murmured before starting the engine and ran off.

"So, where you do you live?" he asked

"Just a little from here. Go turn to your left" I instructed him the way to our house. There is no way I am showing him my house because the way is dirty there. What would the school say to me?

I let the richest guy in school see such a disgusting place. No way.

5 minutes later, I already told him to stop on the way "Where's your house?" he asked looking around the place.

I hopped out of the back and arranged my uniform and my hair "It's just a few minutes walk in there. Thank you, for bringing me home" I smiled

"There?" he pointed at the small road towards my house "You walk here everyday alone? Are you serious?"

"I am used to it already so don't say something" I said "So...see yah on Monday"

Paul's brown eyes met mine "Yeah, see you. But are you sure you  are going to be alright alone? I'm going to walk you home"

"NO!" I quickly protest "No, need. Thank you. PLease, drive home safely"

He didn't say another word, he just nod his head and started the bike "You too, Laura" he said before driving off at the emty road.

I let out a breathe when I noticed a black car parked not too far. That black car looks familiar. No one owns a car in this neighbor and that means that someone had a rich  visitor. Shrugging the thoughts off, I finally made my way to the house.

"I'm home" I shouted when I entered home and stopped suddenly when I heard a voice...it's not my mom or Jess. It's a man's voice.

I walked to the little dining room we had and my eyes widen seeing our visitor. Holy, shit.

It's Douglas Wilson.

Douglas is here in our house. And if he is here, that means trouble. He stood there in front of my mother who is sitting down on the couch and seeing their position. It's like my Mom is begging something.

"G-good evening, s-sir" I lowered my head as respect "Can I offer you something?"

"No need, little one. I am only here to inform and remind your family to pay your million dollar debt. I need the money as soon as possible or I will have this house of yours removed" he said, seriously. Douglas is  very powerful. And that scares me. He is very true to his words and when he said that, that is really going to happen.

Darn it, where are we going to get a million dollars to pay this man? It will take us hudred of years to pay for it. There is no way but we have or else, we won't have a place to live.

"That's all I am here. You only have a 2 weeks to decide or else this...dirty and poor house of yours will be gone and I will get every single penny you have. So don't ever mess with a guy like me" Douglas spoke with truth and power. Once he spoke, you have to obey or you will be killed.

"Yes, we understand" the only thing Mom said.

"Very well. I must leave" Douglas grab his coat on the couch and put on his hat. One of his bodyguard beside him. He made his way out of the house. Mom immediately burst into tears.

I ran and  chased Douglas outtside the house "Sir!" I called and he turn around to face me

"Yes?" he asked

"Is there any other way that we can pay that money? Because I swear, we can't pay that" I told him, with a gentle voice "Please, Sir, there is probably another way"

Douglas looked at his bodyguard and it seems that he understand a look like that, he went to his car and ready the car when the old man slowly walks and stopped in front of me "Well there is this one way, my dear Lauraine"

"What is it?" my heart started to beat fast in my chest.  I have a feeling that this is not going to be good.

"Work for me" he raised his rough hand and touched my hair 

Work for him? I don't understand "What work do you mean, Sir?" I asked 

Douglas smirked wickedly "Work for me as my assistant and be ready for more than that" he told me 

"As your assisstant? Can I?" I asked. If that is the only way then I will 

"Yes but..." he paused for a few second "But you have to be with me wherever I go. You will go with me in Paris and I will take care of you. I will buy you and   give your parents a million dollar cash for your mother's medication"

Are you kidding me?! YOu want me to go wiht you ?!  What do you think of me? A slut?! But for the exchange we need it. This is hard. This is so unfair.

"Can you give me a time to think, Sir?" I asked lowering my head

"Like  I said...2 weeks and nothing more" he said with his thick French Accent. "I'll know your answer soon, my dear. Don't make me wait" he whispered at me before walking to his car and drive away.

I've been put in  a more difficult situation.