Isabella’s heart quickened, and she tried calming herself down. She waited for Bianca to reverse the car, then began driving in the direction that leads to their house.
“Go on, Isabella, start speaking,” Bianca ordered, her eyes fixed on the road as she drove carefully and slowly.
Isabella sighed before she spoke. “My boss told me to undress in front of him,” she said.
Bianca remained silent for a split second before bursting out laughing as she rested her head on the steering wheel.
“Bianca, keep an eye on the road,” Isabella urged her as she swiftly reached for the seatbelt and secured herself to the chair while Bianca quickly lifted her head up to look at the road.
“Is that why you told me that you had done something bad?” Bianca asked with a half-smile on her lips.
“Yes,” Isabella responded.
“Look, Isabella, as long as you didn’t let him touch you or fuck you, then there is nothing to be afraid of, okay?” Bianca assured her, and Isabella just nodded her head even though she wasn’t convinced.
“That’s not the main thing,” Isabella mumbled, still feeling the guilt pondering in her head.
“Then what is it?”
“Remember when I told you about the gay hotties?” Isabella asked.
“Yes,” Bianca said, nodding her head.
“Well, I met him again; he is my boss,” Isabella blurted out.
Bianca was so stunned that she immediately stepped on the brake, which brought the car to a screeching halt.
Isabella screamed as fear surged through her. Her body moved forward, and her head almost hit the rearview mirror. Her heart skipped two beats as her body was suddenly pulled back by the seat belt.
Isabella’s eyes widened as she slumped back in her car seat. “What the fuck?! You nearly killed me!” She yelled out of anger while shooting Bianca a harsh glare as she looked at her.
Bianca gasped, realizing she almost got them involved in a car accident. They were lucky since the road wasn’t that congested with cars and nobody around noticed the incident. “Oh my God, are you okay?” she asked as she unbuckled the seatbelt and leaned closer to her. She grasped Isabella’s chin and turned her face side to side, checking if she had any injuries on her face. She heaved a sigh of relief when she didn’t spot any scars on Isabella’s face. “Thanks, goodness,” she said as she leaned back in her chair.
Isabella sneered at her with a scowl on her face.
“What if I got hurt because of your reckless driving?” Isabella asked angrily, trying to recover from the incident that almost happened. She would have been dead by now if not for the safety seat belt.
“Just forget what just happened and tell me who especially, you met at the damn office,” Bianca asked impatiently. She stared at Isabella attentively, waiting for her to speak as she was so desperate for answers. She couldn’t believe Isabella could have come across the man she had a one-night stand with. It looks like a dream come true.
Isabella creased her brow; she couldn’t believe Bianca could ignore what had just happened and start asking questions. She sighed; at least she didn’t get any bruises on her face at all. “Well, I met the same guy in the office for the interview!” Isabella replied, and Bianca looked at her with doubt in her eyes.
“Please tell me you’re joking,” Bianca said, clutching her mouth with her hand as if she was about to scream.
She rolled her eyes. “Yes,” Isabella replied, feeling pissed that Bianca kept asking the same question even though she had already given her a response.
Shocked, Bianca gasped, “Oh my gosh.” She squeaked and grasped Isabella with both hands. “So what happened? Did you both fuck? Were they two or just one of them?” she asked.
“Common Bianca,” Isabella said curtly as she yanked her hand away from Bianca’s grasp, “The only news you’ll hear from me is that I’ve gotten the job.” She added, but Bianca persisted.
“You both must have fucked; that’s why you said you had done something bad!”
Bianca kept persuading her for an answer, and it made her angry since she was hungry at the moment. “Bianca, please just take me home; I am hungry!” Isabella half-yelled at her.
“Okay, fine, whatever,” Bianca said, rolling her eyes. She realized Isabella wasn’t in the mood for questions. She started the car’s engine and zoomed off.
A few minutes later, they arrived at Isabella’s apartment before the car stopped.
“We’ll talk tomorrow,” Bianca said.
“After work, I will let you know when I’m back home,” Isabella said before she alighted from the car and locked the door behind her. She waved her hands as she said, “Goodbye, Bianca.” Then she proceeded to the door and entered her apartment while Bianca drove to her house.
Isabella entered the house to see her mom already arranging the meal on the table in the sitting room. She locked the door behind her and strode into the sitting room.
“Right in time for dinner!” Celina stopped what she was doing and straightened up to look at Isabella before she grinned at her.
“I got the job!” Isabella announced and rushed to take her seat on the couch. “And I’m so hungry,” She took a spoon from the food tray and began to eat the gumbo fried rice in the plate.
“Oh, my God!” Celina exclaimed in shock. She was excited that Isabella got the job after everything. She sat down next to Isabella and joined her to eat. “How did it go?”
“Not bad,” Isabella responded. “He gave me the job to work as a cleaner,” Isabella said excitedly after gaining strength from the food she had eaten. She dropped the spoon and stood up as she was satisfied. Isabella opened her bag and brought out the uniform. She placed her bag on the couch and draped the uniform on her chest so her mom could see the dress on her.
Her mom observed it for a while before she said, “It’s so beautiful, but I would love to see you put it on,” Celina said.
“I know but, you will have to wait till tomorrow when I’m going to wear it to work,” Isabella said, taking the uniform off her chest and folding it neatly. “I’m resuming tomorrow morning,” Isabella said.
“You should go to bed early so you won’t go late tomorrow,” Celina suggested.
“Okay, mom,” Isabella said, as she was already exhausted. She grabbed her bag from the couch and went to her room. She took off her clothes and entered the bathroom to take a shower.
After freshening up, Isabella changed into a nightgown and fell into bed. She couldn’t just wait for the next day to finally go back to that beautiful hotel and start working. She smiled hard before falling asleep.