My father is Horatio Finn. He is one of the most important businessmen in the world today, he's an important CEO and I am his only daughter.
Everyone is after him, although they always respect his privacy since the accident with my mother. She died in a car accident when I was 7 years old.All 3 of us were there, so my father and I, surviving, had to go to a lot of therapies and support each other all this time, for that reason, we are so close. He is my best friend.My name is Minerva Finn, I'm 19 years old and a freshman in college majoring in Mass Communications. My dream has always been to become the best and most well-known film and television editor... and to win an Oscar.“Where are we going this summer?,” I said with a little more obviousness and enthusiasm, When I greeted him with a kiss on the cheek, before having breakfast.I thought today would be a great day, as the vacations were approaching and so was our outing together.Every year after my mother died, my father would take me on his trips around the world, visiting all the corporations he owned in various countries to see how things were going.It always took him about 3 months, which is how much vacation time I got every summer.“About that, daughter, I don't know if we'll be able to go on the trip this year,” said my father with a bit of disappointment.“What? Why?," my voice sounded a little sadder than I wanted it to, as my father turned to look at me for a moment as he approached my university.“There have been some minor problems in several facilities and I must go, the problem is that I don't think you can go, princess.” He wouldn't take his eyes off the track, but every once in a while he turned to look at me.“But Dad, you're the CEO, you can do as you please!” Although I sounded like a spoiled immature self, I was right. Why couldn't he take me?My father sighed and parked in front of my college. I looked out the window and saw all my classmates and many other people. I had no idea who they were.“It's not that easy, Minerva. I will always be in meetings and we won't be able to go out as we always do,” my father put a hand on mine and shook it gently. “I'm so sorry honey, I know these trips are important for both of us.”I averted my gaze to the window and took a deep breath to hold back the tears that wanted to spill out of my eyes at any moment.I rushed over to my father, gave him a kiss on the cheek and said goodbye with an "I love you".I got out of the car as fast as I could and closed the door before I heard what my father was saying to me. I crossed the street carefully and prepared to enter the college.“It's not worth getting sad about this, Minerva.”Although, well, it would be the first summer after 12 years of spending it together, as father and daughter.This summer was not going to be the same as the previous ones, it would be boring and monotonous. I would be alone every day. But on second thought, I could have parties and I could invite my friends to stay over, a kind of sleepover and those kinds of things I never had the chance to do.The whole morning went on as usual. Classes were boring because I was very sleepy and the night before I hadn't slept because I was wasting my valuable time on life-consuming websites.While my brain didn't work as well as it should in the mornings, in the afternoon I was very active and awake so I could intervene and speed up the class. I loved my career, so I was one of the top performers.I met with my friends to discuss plans for the summer vacation, informing them that I would not be going with my father on our usual trip.Of course, they were excited because I was going to spend the whole vacation with them, and in a way I was too, although a little less enthusiastic.It was already around 2pm and I was on my way home.I had my headphones on with the music on my iPod at almost full volume. I couldn't even hear my thoughts.I noticed there was no lock so I assumed my father had arrived much earlier than he ever did. I took off my headphones and closed the door. I greeted my mother's painting with a kiss and left my backpack at the entrance.I heard two male voices in the kitchen talking excitedly.One I recognized, it was my father's, the other sounded much younger than my father, but it was still quite thick. I walked into the kitchen and found my father talking to someone, who at that moment had his back to me.“Oh, Minerva. I'm glad you're here, I want to introduce you to someone.” My father as well as the stranger stood up. My father approached me, put his arm behind my back and made me step forward to introduce me to the stranger. He continued speaking, “This is Ethan and he will be your bodyguard all this summer.”Ethan extended his hand to me and smiled. I looked at him and detailed him better. He had black hair, his eyes were grayish blue and he was quite tall, a little taller than my father.I couldn't lie, it was quite handsome.After a few seconds without saying or doing anything, I remembered my father's words.“Wait, wait. Bodyguard, you said?” I looked at him in confusion.“Yes, I hired him to take care of you for the three months I'll be out of the country,” my father said as if it was the best idea he ever had.“Are you serious? I don't need a babysitter to take care of me these 3 months. I'm 19, not 13, Dad.” I crossed my arms and looked angrily at Ethan, “I don't need a babysitter to be with me all this time, I know how to take care of myself.”“Wait, wait, I'm not a babysitter,” Ethan began to speak, making a movement with his hands, but my father interrupted him.“How did you do it at your friend Isabella's party? I don't think so, Minerva,” my father sounded very serious. He walked out of the kitchen to his office. He stopped at the door and waited for me to come in, “Give us a few minutes, Ethan,” my father closed the door behind him and looked at me.“I'm not going to have a babysitter every time I leave the house. I'm not willing to do that.” I spoke a little calmer, but my arms were still crossed.“The decision has already been made, daughter. I hired him because I don't want to run the risk of something happening to you. Minerva, understand, I don't want to lose you, you're the only thing I have left,” my father paused and approached me, grabbing me gently by the arms. “Give him a chance, he's a great kid. He's trained for this kind of work, so I read his file.”I took a deep breath and averted my gaze to the beautiful view I had of the city.I reflected on the matter. My father was right, I should give him a chance, it's not like he was going to stay in the house for the 3 months of his absence or something.I smiled and looked at my father.“All right, I'll give it a chance. But why didn't you ask me first?”“I tried, but you slammed the car door in my face while I was telling you,” he looked at me disapprovingly for that action.I lowered my head with some embarrassment.<“Oh, yeah? This from someone who will be babysitting a 19-year-old girl.” I looked at him defiantly. He turned and gave me an ugly look. We weren't that far away so we were able to have a staring battle.“It's sad that you are 19 years old and need one, don't you think?,” he smiled superiorly at me and all I did was look at him angrily. It couldn't be that we barely spoke for 10 minutes and he already seemed like the most arrogant person in the world. I tried to think of my mother and her rule of being nice to everyone, but he was so arrogant that it was impossible. Our gazes were still sparking. After a few seconds I heard my father's voice calling us. I stopped looking at him and peeked over the railing in the hallway and could see the entire downstairs.“You were calling me, father?” I said sweetly.“Where have you been? Come on down. I'm almost leaving and I want to give you one last hug.”Without answering him, I went down the stairs and swung towards him. I felt someone c
It had been about 45 minutes when I got home from the coffee shop. I had my headphones on, so I was in a good mood. When I got to the front door of my house, I took out my keys and inserted the key, but something was wrong. It wouldn't go all the way in, there was something blocking the way. I took off my headphones and struggled with the door to open it. Nothing was happening. I knocked hard on the door to open it."Who is it?," I heard Ethan's voice on the other side of the door."Don't be an idiot, open the door," I said annoyedly, but with a moderate tone."You didn't identify yourself"."I'm Minerva, you asshole. Open the door to MY house," I emphasized my words."I don't know, I don't know. Who gave you permission to leave YOUR house without me?"I massaged my temples lightly, my patience was wearing thin with this guy. "I'm 19 years old, I don't have to ask anyone's permission to go out. Least of all from an idiot who thinks he has control over me," I said leaning against
"Mom, you always told me to be nice to everyone, I failed you. I'm so sorry. I'll try to make it up to him, he's not to blame. What a fool, Minerva."I sighed and stood up. When I realized, my cheeks were wet. I wiped myself with my shirt and opened the refrigerator again. I looked for something to make something to eat, it was the least I could do. I found meat and spaghetti. I made a tomato sauce and cooked the meat into meatballs, when it was all ready, I put the pasta on to cook. When I looked at the clock it was 8pm. I set the table for two and took a Coke out of the fridge. I looked for some bread in the pantry and cut several pieces and put them on a plate. As I was about to take them to the table, I met Ethan at the door. I almost dropped my plate from the fright he gave me."Ethan, I didn't hear you. Dinner will be ready in a few minutes". I smiled kindly and spoke in a rather calm tone of voice.He didn't answer and helped me, taking the dishes out of the pantry to eat.
He looked at me confused and realized I was in my underwear. He grabbed the sheet and covered himself with it. I felt something inside me wanted to take it off and he had been saddened because he covered his body.Why the hell was she having so many sinful thoughts? God, I needed a priest right now."No, wait, I can explain. It's not what you think"."Ah, no? Then WHY ARE YOU SEMI-NUDGED? DID YOU RAPE ME?!," I quickly grabbed another pillow and kept hitting him with the pillow while practically cursing him.He got up from the bed to stop the blows, but I followed him without stopping hitting him."Shit, but if you stop hitting me, I could explain," he said, trying to grab my arms to make me stop, but I fought him off. I wasn't going to stop hitting him. He deserved it, I was starting to trust him, to like him, to make peace, but I got careless for a second and he took me to his room. ASLEEP, DAMMIT! "You took advantage of me while I was asleep!," I was getting tired, but I wasn'
Since that incident, Ethan had been much nicer and at the same time distant with me, we were getting along a little better, but not like the day we both apologized to each other. He didn't accompany me when I went to the GYM or shopping with some of my girlfriends, but he was almost always stuck in my house. We didn't talk much, just trivial things like what he thought of what was on TV at the time or how was the food that night, totally impersonal and banal things.My friend Amy called me to confirm going to the beach in 2 weeks, I had already spent half a month on vacation and I hadn't realized what I had used it up on. Amy and Isabela since I told them about my "babysitter" always asked me about him, they even threatened me that if they didn't meet him soon, they were going to call him and meet him somewhere to get to know him for themselves. I couldn't allow that, so I said I would take him and clarified "as a babysitter" to the beach. They were excited and I was really nervous
"Okay, you start," even though I wanted to, I couldn't sit like him since I had a skirt and was a lady. I continued eating my exquisite pasta, waiting for him to start."I play the guitar," he said proudly."I play the piano," I said naturally."Hmm... I've never had a pet"."I did, a dog. Her name was Brandy"."When I was little, I fell out of my father's arms," he said with a grimace."I was dropped off the bed," I mimicked his grimace.We both fell silent, looking at each other. A few seconds later, we started laughing."I like to read a lot of books," I added, once my laughter had stopped."I like to read too," he said, smiling and stopping laughing."I learned to ride a bike when I was 15," I said with some embarrassment."What?," he stared at me, waiting for me to say it was a lie, but when he saw that I didn't say anything, he started to laugh."Don't laugh, I never had the chance, okay?," I pushed him slightly, somewhat resentfully."Please, Minerva. You learn that when you'r
"Mom, you always told me to be nice to everyone, I failed you. I'm so sorry. I'll try to make it up to him, he's not to blame. What a fool, Minerva."I sighed and stood up. When I realized, my cheeks were wet. I wiped myself with my shirt and opened the refrigerator again. I looked for something to make something to eat, it was the least I could do. I found meat and spaghetti. I made a tomato sauce and cooked the meat into meatballs, when it was all ready, I put the pasta on to cook. When I looked at the clock it was 8pm. I set the table for two and took a Coke out of the fridge. I looked for some bread in the pantry and cut several pieces and put them on a plate. As I was about to take them to the table, I met Ethan at the door. I almost dropped my plate from the fright he gave me."Ethan, I didn't hear you. Dinner will be ready in a few minutes". I smiled kindly and spoke in a rather calm tone of voice.He didn't answer and helped me, taking the dishes out of the pantry to eat.
I looked around. A double bed, simple, with a closet, two bedside tables, a large window on the right side of the bed, the door in front of the bed, a bathroom on one side.... This is not my room. Indeed, it wasn't, I was in the guest room.I sat on the bed, I had yesterday's clothes on. On a small piece of furniture was a bag, I figured it was Ethan's clothes. The bed was a mess, the sheet covering the mattress was wrapped around one of my legs. Next to me, I had a mountain of pillows and sheets."What the hell happened?," I said sleepily. I was really comfortable in that bed and didn't want to get up.I lay down again and hugged the mountain of pillows next to me with my arms and legs. I curled up, but suddenly I noticed the mountain was breathing.I froze. This can't be, no, no, no. This is a joke.I pulled back some sheets and a pillow and found a sleeping Ethan. He was peacefully asleep, I touched the pad of my index finger to his cheek to see if he was awake, but all he di