Chapter 9

Giovanni finally got to his home after a fair time of driving. He drove into the garage and closed the gate with a remote once he was in. He was just glad that he got to the mini mart before anybody else could get to Ingrid. He opened her door, his soul bled for her. She looked so frail, so beautiful, so innocent, so deserving of a better life, and a better man.

He pulled her from the front seat, carrying her in his arms. He shut the door with his side and headed for the entrance to the house that was in the garage.

He went to a bedroom downstairs and placed Ingrid on the bed. She let out a little sound, "please don't leave me," she said. Her eyes were still closed, she must have been talking in her sleep.

Giovanni pushed her hair on one side and kissed her forehead, "I'm not going to leave you," he said. He left the room, looking back a couple of times before opening the door, he didn't want to leave her. He unbuttoned his shirt and got onto the other side of the bed. He pulled Ingrid into his arms, feeling better that she was right there, closer to him.

***

"So tell me, did you like what I gave you?" Clover held up the chin of a blonde girl that sat on the side of his bed, "let's just say that, it's nothing unique from what I get every day, okay? No offense, but I can see that you enjoyed me," she said cheekily. She opened the sheets and lay down to sleep, facing the other side, away from Clover. Clover looked at her, feeling a bit offended by what she said. 'She's probably just being a whore,' he thought to himself.

He remembered that he didn't hear the front door open ever since he got home. "Oh shit, Ginger!" he got up and started to search for his phone in his pants. When he found it, he dialled her number and tried calling her. The call couldn't go through even after he tried five times, he looked at his phone and he realised that he put his phone on flight mode. So now, he had to try again, he placed the call, her phone was ringing but still no answer.

"It's not off, why won't she pick it up?" he tried again, still no response.

"Ginger! You are in so much trouble for not picking up my calls." Clover had his stress levels all over the place. This was his key to his success and he could not afford to lose her.

He sent Ingrid a text message and put his phone on his nightstand and covered himself up. He tried to pull the blonde girl close within his arms but she shrugged and moved further away. He nodded his head, accepting the fact that she was trying to communicate how terrible he was during the sex, he turned the other side and shut his eyes, not thinking much about it.

It was almost Ten AM, Ingrid and Giovanni were in-between the sheets talking about the some embarrassing moments of their lives, "Okay, okay, I got a good one, On summer camp, the boys and I put meat in our senior team leader's bag and he got chased by a hungry baby bear till it just snatched his bag away," Giovanni said, "Oh my, that's crazy, did he ever find out?" "Nah, we played it cool," he said.

Ingrid started to giggle as everything was mentioned ran through her mind. Then she realised, she hadn't checked her phone all morning, "Oh shit! Where's my phone??" she asked. She got up and covered herself with the bed sheet.

She grabbed her coat and pulled out the phone from her pocket. There were five missed calls from Clover and a message talking about how she was going to be in trouble for not picking up, "Oh, I'm in trouble? He's the one that went home without me," she said. She got her lingerie and started to put it on. "What are you doing? " Giovanni asked, "Listen, thank you so much for saving me earlier, for breakfast....for everything, but I have to go, my boss is probably worried, I think," Ingrid explained.

She reached out for the door and Giovanni stopped her, "Okay, let me drive you home," he said. She nodded and waited for him to get dressed. She had her head turned the other way the whole time, "You've seen all of me naked, you don't have to look the other way," Giovanni said. Ingrid only let out a small chuckle but she didn't turn her head.

They stepped out of the house from the exit that led to the garage, Giovanni noticed how Ingrid was amazed by the design of the place, she never had the feel of a marble floor before, how amusing. He opened the door for her to get in and then pressed the remote button to open the garage. Ingrid gave him her address and used the GPS for directions. It was a quiet drive, not because Ingrid was thinking too much or anything, she was really enjoying the view of the city. The fancy homes, the fancy stores, everything was amazing.

When they got to the place, Ingrid opened the door for herself and said her last goodbyes to Giovanni, "Maybe, I'll text you...maybe," she said jokingly. He smiled and told her he'd be waiting, and with that, he drove off to work. Ingrid went to the back door of the house and opened it.

She found Clover in the kitchen with his arms folded, "Where the fuck have you been?" he asked, angrily. Ingrid smiled, " I had to sleep over at a friend's house, I should have you know that I almost got attacked by two men, it wouldn't have happened if you had just remembered to bring me home with you." Clover put his arms down. Ingrid watched as guilt ran over his face, "You're right, I'm sorry, it's my fault , I never should have left my precious Ginger all by herself, " he said as he moved closer to hold her face in his hands.

Ingrid backed away, "Look, I'm tired, I just want to rest." "Where are you going? I missed you, don't you want to give me some of that...." Ingrid cut Clover off when she put her hand in front of his face, "may I at least have my rest? I need to be the best I can be for tonight, right?" she said. Clover was a little disappointed, maybe sexually constipated, because he had been craving a feel of her. He nodded and then let her go up to her room.

He leaned on the door as he watched her go upstairs. She didn't seem too angry, something about her was glowing. He didn't want to think about it too much, "don't forget to be ready by 5PM?!" he yelled. He heard her shut her door, but he was certain that she heard. He plumped himself on the couch and started to watch tv, slowly drifting away into sleep.

Ingrid lay on the bed thinking about everything that happened, she unlocked her phone and looked for Giovanni's contact, she was about to send him a text when she got one instead;

"How about I take you for lunch tomorrow? If it's not too much to ask."

"That would be great," Ingrid replied and smiled to herself. She took off her lingerie and put on one of her loose night gowns. She didn't have enough sleep, so she decided to rest a little before it was time for her to get ready.

***

Giovanni went back home, he didn't have to go to work until after a few hours. He parked his car and went inside the house. Mrs. Brown came running to him and talking in a low voice, "There is a woman in the lounge, she claims that you and her are very close," she said. Giovanni walked to the lounge to find the lady that Ingrid had described, "Hello my beloved Vanni," she said.

"Matilda? What are you doing in my house?" Giovanni asked with so much anger in his voice. "Oh, nothing, just came home to check on my baby and I found this," Matilda held up the stockings that belonged to Ingrid, he remembered that he didn't actually see her putting them on when she was getting dressed. "I get that I don't come here often, but that doesn't mean you have to go around sleeping with a....whore," she said.

"This isn't your home, and you are nothing to me, Matilda. Leave my house!" Giovanni yelled. “I just wanted to tell you that your pretty whore is not as dumb as I thought, even after I told her to stay away from you, she still had the guts to come and run her fingers over my beloved property, tell me, does she ride you like I used to? Or do you want me to remind you?" she started to wrap her arms around Giovanni's neck.

Giovanni looked her dead in the eye and asked her, "Did you send those men to rape her?" "Oh, maybe I did, maybe I didn't, what does it matter? She gets dick every night, right?" He pushed her away and onto the sofa. "Whatever I choose to do is none of your business, and if you so much as lay a finger on Ingrid, I will make you wish that you never met me. Now, get out!"

Mrs. Brown came from the entrance with a man dressed in black, who must have been the bodyguard, Christopher. He pulled Matild up from the chair and started to drag her outside, "Unhand me, you servant! I will be back Giovanni, you will be mine again," Matilda said as she was being dragged out.

When Christopher shut the door behind him, Giovanni turned to Mrs. Brown to give her his thanks for bringing the bodyguard. "Who was she? What did she do?" Mrs Brown asked. Giovanni explained that Matilda was his ex-girlfriend, crazy ex-girlfriend. He also told Mrs. Brown that Matilda hired two men to rape the girl that he brought home. He told Mrs. Brown about Ingrid and why he brought her home that morning, how she was forced into the whore business because of the circumstances she found herself in.

"Poor girl, I didn't actually get to meet her but she sounds like a jewel. Promise me that you will do everything you can to save her," Mrs Brown said, "I regret not being there for my friend back when I was young, she took the same path, and it broke her terribly." Giovanni gave her a tight hug, "I'll do my best."