"Franchesca!" I jumped out of the bed in fright after I heard my dad yell.  I probably looked like the craziest woman alive.
I came up so fast my brain was feeling all over the place.
"I have lost all my trust in you"

"Daddy what are you talking about?" I groaned throwing my self back in bed.
"I'm tired of the lying Franchesca, I know you left this house. Did you go out with that boy?" He asked me but I could tell that if I told him the truth he'd be furious.

"No, I went to meet with Ariana" I lied straight through my teeth hoping he'd believe me.

"I don't believe you, but I'll be sure to give her a call. Now on to others matters. You will no longer stay at home. You will be working alongside me in the business" that woke me up instantly.
"Say what?" I quirked my eyebrow.
"Franchesca what are you 22, 23? You act like a child sometimes. I tell you to do something you disobey me. It's difficult for you to follow orders. I can't keep keeping an eye on you, sometime soon you're going to have to grow up" he explained. I couldn't help but feel offended. Why was everybody out to make me feel like a bad person?

"You know I wouldn't have to be disobeying or rebelling if you would simply give the desired attention I've been asking for, for years. How long is it going to take for you to understand that? Obviously rebelling is the only way I get your attention. Maybe I might be  child...but I'm yours."

"Mija" he sat on the bed. "This is the perfect way to spend time together"  really? Was he really doing this right now?

"Daddy-" he cut me off. "Go get ready, we're leaving in an hour and a half" He said nonchalantly. I was in shock. Did he really missed everything I just said?

"No" there was a silence that followed. This scared was actually scaring me.
"Franchesca" he said in a scary tone. He looked at me full in the eyes. "If you don't get up off this bed and get ready, I'll send you to live with your Tia Rebecca in Canada" he meant that. I can tell by the way he watched. My lip began trembling. That woman is a pain in the neck.
She's too strict, I wouldn't be able to live around there because she treats me like a kid. She's horrible.

"Papa" I sobbed. His stony face faltered a little bit, he got up off the bed. Walking away he said "get ready"

I really couldn't believe this was happening to me. All I wanted to spend time with my dad. That's all and he was treating me this way. For the life of me I couldn't understand.
I was a half an hour early but I wasn't ready to see my father just yet. I wanted to be able to keep my emotions in check before I break in his presence.

I peeped out the window as usual and I see this guy digging in the dirt. This wasn't Milo so who the heck was this?
He was short, much more lighter skinned than Milo. He was dressed in ripped clothing that didn't seem nowhere near clean. Who the heck is this? I will have not have these people wandering around like they own this place. Was the security not doing their jobs or something?
I went downstairs to verify who this person was . "Aye, you. What are you doing here?" He turn around and looked at me. He eyed me up and down.
"Milo's not here so I work here now"
"What do you mean Milo's not here" I asked as confused as I could possibly be.

"Boss let Milo go" internally I was conflicted didn't I want him to be gone? Why doesn't that make me happy?
"ayyy mamacita, you are one hot mamasota I can stare at you all day my sweet biscuit" I screw my face up in disgust "don't talk to me like that!" I half yelled at him.
"You want me to talk dirty?" Right here is where I slapped him.

"Have some respect! You are on my territory!" I yelled at him but when he turned around he had a smile on his face. He nodded and puckered up his lips while approaching me. Me being me I step back in disgust. "What are you doing?"
"Milo said all I had to do if you slapped me was to kiss you"
That bastard. This guy on the other hand was still trying to kiss me.
I ran inside my house screaming until I bumped into my dad.

A growing concern on his face "what's wrong Franchesca?"

"Daddy the boy in the garden tried to kiss me! Call the security!" I yelled in pure fright. My dad looked at me confused for a couple seconds. Then rushed out to the garden. I followed right behind him for once my daddy was going to defend me. When he saw him he stopped.

"Orlando" he waved him and he waved back. "That's Milo's replacement" my look of dissatisfaction caused him to tell me he'll be here temporarily.

"Franchesca maybe you misinterpreted the guy, Milo said he's a good worker so he'll be just fine" he shrugged. "We'll deal with this later, vamanos"(let's go) he walked off. I turn to look at this guy again and he blows me a kiss. In shock with a cup filled with disgust I yelled "daddyyy" I ran after him.

****
As we were close to daddy's job I began thinking of ways to get out of this.
I was a model but I wasn't into none of this stuff.
"Daddy, come on what's with this punishment?"
He turned to look at me in the eye "you said you wanted to spend time with me mija, this is me doing just that"
"Not like this! This is you working with me in your eye sight" I sighed "I want your undivided attention at least once a week"

"Honey, I'm a busy man it's hard for me to have a clear schedule especially when you run an operation like mines" he said in all seriousness.

"Some dad" I muttered under my breath and turned to look out of the window.

We reached his company and I really dreaded being here. Walking up the stairs I was really hoping to hear him say "oh honey this is just a joke go home" but that never came out of his mouth not once.

We walked in and he was greeted by everyone. In case you were wondering, my dad had been branching out in different areas of business. He owns a hotel by the name of Milton. He then branched out in accessories with brand name Milton. He said he was working on something new but that's as far as I knew.

We walked into this building and I didn't see no posters of accessories so I assumed this must be the head office.

"Get accustom to this place because you'll be here for a good while"