Snippet #1862705

The limo was comfortable in a sense that the seats were warm and were plenty soft - that was as far as comfortable got. The atmosphere in the car was tense and strangling. Adriella was sitting across from the man, arms and legs crossed and eyes out the tinted window. She could sense his eyes on her; something about his attention made her feel as defiant as ever. Why did her mom always have to pick up these snotty men? Her mom worked at a sort of Host-club place. It wasn't publicized as a host-club but in the end, that was exactly what it was. Every now and then her mom would come home with a new, rich face and after about a week of dating in which she became bloated on the amount of money she'd squeezed out of them, she'd dump them and move on. Adriella might have felt bad for the guys, but in the end they were just scum who were there for the attention, not the relationship.

"Adriella, have you ever considered modeling?" the man across from her suddenly spoke up. His voice gave her chills, but the question seemed harmless as it was.

"No," the redhead replied stiffly. "I'm focused on my studies. I have no time to do such a thing."

"With your features, you could gain more money than you could if you went to college to go into the medical field," he continued, fairly unconcerned with her answer. "What do you say? Would you like to do some modeling for my company?"

Adriella glanced over at him with a frown. "What part of no do you not understand?"

The rest of the car-ride was silent. After a good ten-minute drive, they pulled up to a large house that sat on a tall hill. She filed out of the car after the nameless man and, bag in tote, followed him into the house. A light rain was beginning to fall at this point, pattering against the roof with a light tip tap tip tap. Adriella carefully removed her shoes and wandered around the front room of the house, amber eyes intrigued by the history of the house. She could hear the man talking with her mom via the telephone in the other room, so her nerves calmed. Trust. As a child she'd never had anyone to teach her who to trust and who not to trust. Never before had someone scared her to the point that she didn't see a reason to trust anyone. It came naturally, as a child, as now.