An Italian’s Escort Lover

Flashback Continues…

Phoebe Point of View

I thought I was the only one who was betrayed by my own parents, but I was wrong. I wonder how people, despite of sharing same blood with their kids, leave them to pay for their mistakes.

Are all parents this heartless? Because, I came to know that many of the ladies in the House are here due to the mistakes their parents or guardians did.

But, Whatever I heard from Nicco, his aunt and Uncle were great parents to not only their son but to Nicco as well.

Taking the shawl from the wardrobe, I wrapped it around her, who slept off on the reading table. Books and papers filled the table along with several sticky notes.

I looked at the small sleeping figure of the girl I came to like so much and shook my head in despair.

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She was born with the similar like me but the difference was her parents were already dead years ago and her brother was a good person who had been killed few months ago. She was thrown here by the person who killed her brother.

When I first saw her small and terrified figure, fighting with the House security team to let her go, I felt like I was thrown in the past and the helpless girl fighting her way was me.

She is somehow so similar to me, not only that but she is also different from other ladies here. Sienna is more of a cheerful and a studious kind of girl. Like me, she likes to be educated but unlike me she is lucky to continue her studies all thanks to Rick.

Rick, our supervisor, was friends with Sienna’s late brother which made him protect Sienna from the horrible fate coming towards her. I was grateful that at least she is doing what she wanted to.

I jolted out of my thoughts when I heard the incessant ring of my mobile. Looking at the blinking screen, I smiled widely at the name displayed.

“I thought I said I would not talk to you unless you tell me what I asked?” I asked smilingly, picking up the phone and going out to the small balcony, trying not to wake up Sienna.

“And I thought I said you have to guess it?” Nicco answered in a laughing tone seemingly very happy. Just the sound of his laughter makes me pray that he get all the happiness in the world.

“I tried, Nicco. I have already told you different possibilities but nothing is correct. Why don’t you just tell me what GNB means?” I asked pacing the balcony with a constant smile playing on my lips.

When Nicco said he has his own company and its name is GNB, I was very curious what it stands for.

I know ‘N’ stands for Niccolo, his name then what are G and B?

“You still have time till this weekend until I arrived back to New York, so try harder.” He said laughing. “By the way, what are you doing?” I smiled when he asked the usual question he always does when he goes out of town for days.

Nicco is now in Belgium for a takeover meeting until this weekend and it has already been a week he left. At first I felt so sad that I would not be seeing him for two long weeks but he made sure to divert my mind by gifting me few books on self development and few inspirational books.

Few days ago when I and Nicco were having a relaxed conversation after sating our needs, he came to know about my love for knowledge and studies. He said he knew from the very start that I have great passion for studying but also confessed that he thought many times to help me study but decided against it.

‘You know Bella, there were times when I almost enrolled you in nearby school when I noticed how curious and how receptive you are to everything but I did not want to. You know why? Because I love you! I love you so much, so I saved you from others and kept you with me. But learning is your passion and you have to struggle and fight for it on your own. You would fall down many times, still you have to get up and get what you wanted. Treat this as my gift because sometimes, not providing you with something needed is the way to provide you with the drive to achieve it. I will be waiting for the day when you tell me proudly, “see what I have done with my life, Nicco.”‘

That day, my love for him only increased hundred folds if it is possible. By not sending me to school he did not just showed his love for me, he also took care of my self-respect. He knows I would feel burdened if he does anything for me and I was very thankful he thought about it.

Sometimes, not providing you with something needed is the way to provide you with the drive to achieve it…

Yet again, I learnt something new from him. He did not let his love overpower his senses. He left it to me and I couldn’t ask for more. And from then on, Nicco gave me a book every now and then to help me with holding myself with confidence when struggles hit me. He wanted to face the world myself, but he also wanted me to do it confidently.

“I was reading one of the books you gave me; also I was talking to Sienna. I told her about you.” I said excitedly.

“I told you many times not to tell your lady friends about me. My charms are serious problem, Bella. They can be very attracting and enticing.” Nicco said in a scolding way but I found it hilarious how he is praising himself indirectly.

“Hey Bella, the meeting is about to start. I’ll call you back tomorrow, love. Have a great day and also stop making ladies fall in love with me.” I laughed and cut the call walking back into room with an overly wide smile.

I stopped in my tracks when I saw the smiling seventeen year old girl I came to like, leaning on the door and smiling at me goofily.

“Aww, look who is smiling? Isn’t this Phoebe, the same girl who was pouting and distressed from a week?” She said teasingly to which I smiled back and hit her arm lightly.

One of the things I like in Sienna is, even though she is traumatized by her brother death and her current situation, she took it in a positive way and felt lucky to be protected from the horrible fate. Even though she is living in a place like an Escort house, she never stopped thanking her brother and God for looking out for her from above and giving her the strength to go on.

“Phoebe,” She called me hesitantly and I hummed in response, sitting on the bed. “If you do not mind, can I ask you something?”

I nodded my head and gave her my undivided attention when she was being nervous to talk to me.

“Are you sure you will not feel bad?” She asked for confirmation and I nodded curiously wanting to know what is running in her mind.

“Don’t you feel sad, when you think about future?” Sienna asked biting her lower lip nervously.

“Sad about?” I inquired because her question was too vague. I am and would be sad about many things in future. So, about what in particular is she talking about?

“You told me so much about your lover and I can see how much you love him. I can also see how much he loves you but how will you cope up when it was time for you to leave?” She said moving to sit close to me and took my hand into hers. “In five years your contract with the house and with your lover ends. When it was your time to finally leave this place and him, how are you and him deal with the separation?” She asked leaving me stumped with her questions.

Frankly, I thought about the situation over and over as the time of my contract is coming close. I did not dare think about negative possibilities because I did not want to spoil my present happy time with him.

“Why do you think we will be depressed? After all I will be free from this house so I can be happy too.” I stated halfheartedly but I am really curious to hear her answer. I wanted to know what made her ask me about my future.

“Yes you will be somewhat happy once you are out, then what about your lover? Both of you are too much into each other right now. I can literally feel the happy vibes coming out from you after his call and as much as you told me about him, he must love you to great lengths. But what then? You will get your freedom in next five years, what does he get? At least you lose him yet you get your freedom in return but your lover lose you and might not receive anything in return expect for disappointment and melancholy.”

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that. I just didn’t want to see you or your lover sad in the future, that’s why…” Sienna continued but I couldn’t hear anything. Only one question was ringing in my ear.

What about him?

What about him…?

Why didn’t I think about it? I thought about how sad I would be when the time comes but I did not think about him. Why?

What would Nicco do at that time? How would he cope from my departure?

He will be all alone when I leave alone when it was time for me to leave and I would not be his mistress anymore then how would he get through with his life without me?

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