Thank You Mr Posner

We got off of the flight. Immediately I got some attention from other guys in the airport, causing Issac to put his hand around my waist and glare at them. A short man with black hair and tattoos started to walk our way.

He stopped in front of us, with a cold hard expression.

"Hi, boss. The car is ready and we have someone getting the bags you informed us to pick up. We must get going. You have a meeting in an hour and will only have fifteen minutes to get ready before your meeting with Mr. Armstrong." He said.

"Understood, thank you, Mr. Posner." Issac said in the same serious tone 'Mr. Posner' had used. He then turned to me and gave me a small smile. "Come on sugar, we best be going."

The car ride was pretty uneventful. We did spend a lot of time before we got to the destination.

Running away isn't going to be as easy as it was with Bert...

The house was huge, and as soon as we got in, I saw that there was no end to the staff or expensive decorum.

"Mr. Posner, I need to get ready quickly can you please have Mr. Ortez help her to her room. Oh, and tell him if he touches her, he's dead." Issac snapped.

"Understood Mr. Jackson." Mr. Posner replied before walking off. Issac turned to me and gave a smile but yet a stern look.

"Don't try anything sugar. There is no way out of here. After my meeting, I'll allow you to call your sister." He said before walking off.

I sighed and stood there awkwardly.

A man with curly hair came into the room and smiled.

"You're Camila Yeah?" He asked. I nodded and he smiled again reassuringly. "My name's Mateo. Frank told me to take you to your room." He explained.

"O-Okay." I stuttered out. With that he led the way through the confusing mansion.

"So Frank told me that Issac said that you were staying here for a while?" He said but it came out as more of a question. "Mind if I ask why?" He said looking at me slightly. I shrugged a bit before looking up to answer his question.

"I don't know. My dad sold me to him I guess." I mumbled.

"Sorry to hear that sweetheart." He said sympathetically.

"Yeah." I sighed.

"Don't worry though, Issac is pretty nice just don't get on his or his brothers' bad side." He explained. I nodded and with that we were faced with a white door. "He'll be back, if you need anything though there is a button in there. Just press it." He smiled.

I nodded and with that I entered the room.

The room itself was pretty simple. The walls were a darker shade of white, and the flooring was birch wood. There stood a bed in one corner of the room. The sheets themselves were a light grey. There was also a window seat and another regular window with grey curtains.

I explored a bit to see a bathroom and a closet. Eventually I sat at the window gazing at the beautiful and enormous garden below.