the first meeting instead of arguing

Georgina Florencia Lopez's POV

Tonight my mom and dad took me to Portland to be precise at the McCartney family mansion which is their friend. I have to stay here for a while while I do my internship at their company which is run by their son, Leonardo Frank McCartney.

Dad deliberately recommended that company as my internship place, so I could be more independent and responsible at work. but I don't like living in this mansion, I'd rather rent an apartment, but Dad forces me to stay here until the internship is over.

not without reason, Dad did that because he didn't want my boyfriend to see me and maybe we would do something indecent. That's because he once caught me and my boyfriend kissing while touching my boobs. since that incident, Dad became overprotective, as if I was a 16-year-old teenager even though I was a 22-year-old girl!

"Sweetie, mommy leaving now," my mum said then hugged me. "Mommy will come here every weekend," she continued then released his hug.

I just kept quiet, still feeling disappointed with their decision.

"Mr. Jake, Mrs. Camille, we entrust our daughter to you," said my father who was facing Mr. Jake McCartney and his wife.

"Of course, Mr. Danilo, we will take care of her like our daughter," replied Mrs. Camille while pulling me gently and embracing me from the side.

"Okay, then we'll go first..."

"Be careful ..."

Mom and Dad entered their car, then the driver immediately got in and drove the car out of the mansion area by crossing the courtyard which was so wide and long. I sighed, feeling something was missing, and having to face new challenges to adapt to this mansion.

'This is my first time living with someone who isn't my relative… What if they act tough unlike when they are in the presence of my parents? if that's the case, it looks like the drama is about to start!' I said to myself while looking at my parents' car that passed far away.

"Georgina..."

Mrs. Camille's voice caught my attention. I immediately turned to her and she invited me to go back into the mansion which looked luxurious in white, while Mr. Jake stayed outside.

"You'd better get some rest because tomorrow you will immediately start going to the office with Leonardo," she said.

"Where's Leonardo?" I ask.

"Now it's weekend. Usually, he spends time with his girlfriend," she answered.

"Oh..."

I was just silent, imagining how beautiful it would be to enjoy a weekend with a lover, I immediately missed my boyfriend, Sebastian.

"Then I'll go to my room first. If you need something like food, just look for it in the kitchen or ask a maid to make the food you want," said Mrs. Camille with a friendly smile and held my shoulder. "Pretend this is your home," she continued.

I just nodded, then she immediately went to his room which was far from the living room and had to cross a hallway. I don't know what to call it, this mansion is so grand, and I haven't gone through all the rooms, and maybe it's not necessary.

."I'd better get off with Sebastian," I said as I reached into the pocket of the black pants I was wearing to retrieve my cell phone. I tried to contact Sebastian while walking towards my temporary room which was upstairs.

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upon arrival at the room, I immediately lay down on a large bed covered with gray sheets. I stared at the ceiling, imagining what Sebastian had done so he didn't answer my call. could he hang out with his friends? or maybe he chooses to hang out with other girls because I as a girlfriend can't accompany him?

Drett... drett...

the sound of my cell phone with the tune of Taylor Swift's song entitled Love Story distracted me. I immediately saw that there was an incoming call from my friend, Isabella.

"Isabella," I said wearily.

"I heard the news that you will be interning at one of the big companies in Portland, is that true?" Isabella asked from the phone.

"Hmm..."

"Led by Leonardo Frank McCartney?"

"Hmm..."

"Omg...!" Isabella sounded hysterical. "You are very lucky!"

"Why is that?" I frowned.

"Because he's so cool. Apart from being the CEO, he also models his products. He's cool, and not many are allowed to intern there!" Isabella explained enthusiastically, making me a bit curious as to what Leonardo looked like.

"I will often visit you in his office... I want to see him in person!"

I sneered, imagining Isabella would get even more hysterical if she found out that I was living in the Leonardo family's mansion

"Just do it... maybe he'll fall for you," I said with a wry smile, remembering Isabella who was quite beautiful with natural black hair.

"That can't be Georgina. he has a beautiful girlfriend, even a model..."

"Oh really? who is her girlfriend?"

"I don't know her name, but she has participated in a beauty pageant." "Hmm...." somehow I don't care about Leonardo's handsomeness or his girlfriend's beauty, I only think about Sebastian now.

"I'll send the picture later," Isabella said again.

"No need, it's not important. I'm going to sleep now, I'm not in the mood to talk about other people's relationships!" I said firmly, then cut the call.

I took a deep breath and tried to push aside the thoughts that were bothering me. I got up from the bed and decided to go to the kitchen looking for something to eat. Maybe filling my stomach will make me feel a little better.

I descended the stairs to the ground floor, looking for directions to the kitchen. This mansion is so big and I'm not too familiar with the layout. after a bit of wandering around, I finally found the entrance to the spacious kitchen.

However, when I entered the kitchen, I saw a man busy with a large spoon in his hand. He was cooking with deep focus like he was preparing dinner.

"Are you Leonardo?" I said in a doubtful tone.

The man turned and saw me, his expression changing from concentration to confusion. "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

I shrugged. "I... I'm Georgina. I'll be interning at your company tomorrow...I will stay here..."

"Oh..." he smiled faintly, occasionally glancing at me and refocusing on cooking. He looks handsome and classy with a neat hairstyle and wears a white suit and black leather jacket.

'But, why did he cook himself? didn't he just go on a date with his girlfriend?' I asked myself.

"Why?" he asked, interrupting my reverie.

"Um..." I suddenly became nervous. "I was just looking for something to eat. Did you do the cooking?"

Leonardo nodded curtly. "Yes, I like to cook...Are you a spoiled girl who doesn't like to cook?

"Why do you say that?" I asked with a frown.

"Most girls are like that, lazy to cook because they rely on maids. That's bad! No man would want a girl like that...!"

I feel a little offended by his statement. "Yes, I don't like to cook, but that doesn't mean that no man wants to be with me!"

He smiled sinisterly. "It seems you prefer to be treated like a princess, huh?"

"If that's my habit, then it's none of your business!"

"Hey, you have to understand the situation. Don't think that everyone will give in to your wishes. Here, we are all the same... if you want to have a Midnight meal like this, you have to cook it yourself. Don't disturb the maids or anyone else!"

I feel even more angry. "What do you mean? You think I expect preferential treatment...not at all. but your mom asked me to do as I pleased ... I'm not going to find trouble with you, I want to be comfortable here!"

Leonardo put down his spoon and looked at me intently. "Comfortable? Do you think you can get everything comfortably? You must learn to work hard and respect others."

I smirked. "Oh, so you think you are better than me? You think you can give me some advice?"

We stared at each other angrily, the atmosphere in the kitchen tense. suddenly, Mrs. Camille came into the kitchen with a face full of astonishment.

"What's wrong with you two?"

Leonardo turned to her and replied in a sharp tone, "Ask her! She started it!"

I felt angry and dissatisfied with his accusations. "Don't blame everything on me! you're also making the situation worse!"

Mrs. Camille tried to calm us down. "Hey hey, that's enough! This is not the place to fight. After all, you are not small children, you must get along because you will often meet and even work together!"

"Sorry... I didn't mean to make a scene," I said, then walked carelessly towards the cupboard. I opened the white cupboard and took a chocolate biscuit with red packaging, then glanced back at Leonardo who also glanced at me. "I'm going back to my room," I said again.

Mrs. Camille just nodded.

I immediately walked out of the kitchen without caring about Leonardo again. he is so annoying, stingy, and seems like he is cruel to women. .yes, he will make his wife a maid too one day, because he wants his wife to cook and do everything independently. then what is the use of maids?

"What a strange man!" I said while walking towards the stairs...