Episode 3

On Madison's Side

We had arrived at, well, more accurately a mansion; it was so vast that it seemed to be my new home.

"Well, it looks like this is my new home," I told myself with a sigh.

I carried my belongings up to the room my mother had indicated. When I entered, I was taken aback by its luxury and size; it was beautiful, with a spacious bathroom and closet. I liked it a lot!

My mother came to my room and told me to stay there and not to go out, as they were off to meet the new investor, the reason we were here. I nodded and then she said something that actually made me a little happy.

Mrs. Georgina: "You'll start school tomorrow, so make sure you're ready, alright?" she said, quite stern.

Madison: I just nodded seriously in response.

The truth was, I wasn't in the mood to talk to them. I was upset about being forced to come here.

I began to unpack, organizing my clothes in the closet and other items. Traveling had worn me out, and I couldn't wait to finish and lie down to sleep. It made me wonder if my parents weren't tired, as they had left as soon as we arrived. Clearly, their ambition knew no bounds, ugh. Besides, I didn't want to get involved in their business; I had already made the mistake of overhearing one of my father's phone conversations full of lies. Believe it or not, my parents are proficient at lying and scams. I'd never imagined them that way, but over time, I had come to realize the truth and decided it was better to keep out of their affairs. I want to be independent, and as soon as I turn 18, I plan to move out and get a job to support myself.

I finished arranging everything and collapsed onto the bed, ready to sleep all day, even though we had arrived early in Italy.

I miss my country and friends, I almost sobbed as I drifted off to sleep.

On Leandro's Side

A knock at the door.

Leandro: "Who is it?" I asked sternly.

Secretary: "Sir, sorry to disturb you, I wanted to let you know the new investors have arrived and wish to see you."

Leandro: "Yes, yes, let them in."

Secretary: "Right away, sir."

Exit Secretary.

Mr. and Mrs. Gonzalez: "Good morning, Mr. Leandro, a pleasure to meet you. I am Simon Gonzalez, and this is my wife, Mrs. Georgina Gutierrez Gonzalez."

Leandro greeted them with a handshake and a half-hearted smile.

I already knew what kind of people they were. You may wonder why I continued doing business with them. Upon investigating, I discovered they had a 15-year-old daughter, strikingly beautiful for her age. I want her for myself. I've never been with someone so young, but since seeing her picture, I can't get her out of my mind, and that's unbearable.

Putting that aside, the meeting with these "scammers" lasted a while, and we reached an agreement in which I invested a considerable sum in their firm.

Of course, I knew what these two were up to and hoped my plan would unfold as I intended. Money isn't an issue for me, and this situation was no exception. I intended to give them a taste of their own medicine. I thought to myself with a side smirk.

Back with Madison

I woke up, and it was already 2 p.m. I quickly got up, freshened up in the bathroom, and then dressed in something comfortable for a little exploration outside the house; the garden was expansive, but I couldn't venture further given I was not familiar with the area and didn't want to get lost.

My outfit…

By the way, although I'm 15, I look more like 18, with an average height (1.63m), rather slim, and I enjoy a bit of exercise. My skin is neither too pale nor tanned; I have chestnut hair and what I love most about myself are my eyes because they are a unique color, or so I think, complimented by my long eyelashes.

No, I'm certainly not narcissistic, if that's what you're guessing; it's just that sometimes I have to acknowledge it because that's what people tell me.

I decided to head down from my room to grab some lunch and saw a woman in the kitchen. She appeared to be in her late forties or early fifties; I think my mother mentioned they'd hire a housekeeper. To avoid any misunderstanding, I decided to ask.

Madison: "Excuse me, good morning, who might you be?" I said politely.

Housekeeper: "Oh, my apologies, good morning, miss. My name is Esperanza, your housekeeper. Your parents told me you were still asleep, and I didn't want to wake you. I just arrived today and am starting the job. Would you like something to eat?" she asked.

Madison: "Oh, I see. It's nice to meet you, Ms. Esperanza, and please call me Madison, not miss," I said with a warm smile. "And yes, I won't deny I'm quite hungry; I haven't eaten anything since I got here today," I admitted with an exaggeratedly sad and ravenous look.

Housekeeper: "Very well then, I'll serve you some delicious pasta right away, Madison," she said with a smile.

Madison: "I'm sure it will be." I replied, smiling.

Ms. Esperanza served me the meal, and I devoured it quickly; she was right, it was exquisite. I finished in 10 minutes and took the chance to ask for a little more.

What can I say, I love to eat and enjoy trying new things.

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