Chapter Nine

Rylee

Mr Leo said words that made the room drop in silence. if anyone dropped a pin, they would have heard the sound of it. The housekeepers mumbled words. Manolo was shocked but calm and I looked at him intently. I had no idea of what to say or how to go about it. I heard that right. He said I was his. His surrogate?His property?His object?His pleasure girl? whatever he meant. I was certainly not any of those. I would never be. Not in a billion years. I was convinced that I heard the wrong sentence. Just when I wanted to say a word, he stuttered.

“I mean…I mean. She's my guest. So hand's off”

“Keep your hands to yourself, young man,” he said pointing at Manolo, smiling weirdly. I must have heard wrong. Whatever he had to say didn't get to me anymore. Manolo charmed his way into my life and he had my attention all morning.

His fingernails were so clean, and his shirt and trousers fitted just fine. He was fully dressed so I figured he just got there. I hadn't seen him when I got there