Tempted|18+

𝑨 𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒏

(Carlyssa's P.O.V.)

Walking out of that apartment building I was absolutely fuming. I mean how could she not tell me she was living in that dump... wait...

Does this mean that she barely has money to survive for the rest of our time in college? I mean does she enough money for food and shit like that? What will she do when we have to go on summer vacation... that's like 2 months with no work for her?

I know that she didn't have to worry about it last year because she went back home but what about this year...Ahh fuck.

That's it, I got money and I'll use it for good, I'm not gonna let my best find stay in a situation where I have to worry about her. I have to think of something, maybe she can live in our guest house or for fucks sake the main house we surely have enough rooms.

I'll have to ask dad about all of this, he'll surely let me help her. She the only person I care about other than my family and sometimes she like a mother figure I never had. She always took care of me when she used to come over to my old apartment. Now it's my turn to take care of her. Urghh that sounds like she's an old granny.

Getting into the car I slammed the door a little hard than I expected. Dad took off without asking any questions...well as yet... I know he's staring at me through that mirror. I could feel his eyes burning into my soul. It took him about 10 mins before he talked to me, he always does that when I'm mad.

When I was younger, he used to tell me 'When you get into my car and you know you're upset, you have 10 mins to yourself so the bomb inside you could calm down. And if that doesn't work, wait till we get home so can punch it out in the gym.'

" Ready to talk Carlyssa?" he asked.

Getting comfortable in my seat, I nodded my head yes, "Da Papa... it's Julie's apartment is not good, it has no kind of furniture. She doesn't even have a bed dad just some stupid old air mattress. And my mind is running with all kinds of thoughts about it dad."

"Mmm, what kind of thoughts?" He asked looking at me and then back at the road.

" Well...What happens when summer vacation comes? Does she have money to go back home this year? Does she have enough money for food, she said it herself that the professor didn't give much students this year, how will earn more money to continue living like this.

I know you're gonna say 'she could just get a job' but she has another job. She works at the grocery on weekends, she can't get another one dad. She's always studying her ass off so she can stay in the school and working is her way of some kind of income and all her money probably goes to that shitty ass apartment.

I want to help her dad..." I said taking a breath.

"How much you wanna give her ...or you wanna take some stuff from the warehouse to give her?" He asked nonchalantly

"None of the above, she wouldn't take it, I know her... she rather earns it." I said looking at him.

"So what's the plan you have in that head of yours?" He asked lifting his eyebrows at me through the mirror.

"You know me well Papa, well I was thinking that we have 3 guest rooms in the house right, maybe she can come and stay with us... just untill we finish college and-"

"Okay ...but as you said she likes to earn her stuff Carlyssa. What makes you think she would just come to live with us just like that?" He asked stopping me from my pitch.

Sometimes I wonder if this is how he treats his employees.

"Listen old man, as I was saying she can come live with us, and you can give her a job. An assistant or something." I said hoping if he'll get me.

"I have an assistant Carlyssa." he said. Yeah he didn't get me

"I know but make her your home assistant, you're home a lot lately and you might need someone to help you type up contracts and stuff fast, she's good at that kind of thing," I said smiling

"Lyssa I don't know ... it seems unnecessary."

"Come on dad please, this might help me and you," I said begging at this point.

"How will it help you?" He asked.

"I know her Papa, she will take every free moment she has to make sure I'm good or if I'm going to the therapist or that I'm eating.. she that kind of person Papa." I said practically pleading.

"Hmm so you're saying that you think she will help you get better and giving her this 'fake' job might make her come stay with us .. Huh I don't really understand why you care for her so much to go through all this," he said sighing.

"Well, I mean at least I didn't kill someone for her," I said smirking

Immediately the car screeched, he hit that breaks hard. Turning around to me, he pinted this finger and said, "I didn't kill him because of her, get that out of your head. Am I clear?"

Leaning back I just smirked, know that got him worked up means he did do it because of her. He turned back and started driving again but faster than before. I just smiled, I heard what he said to the guys earlier, I always have my earpiece in.

"I'll think about tonight, you'll know in the morning what the plan is."

"Mhmm, da Papa," I said agreeing.

Dad doesn't really sleep much, only for like 4 hours tops. I don't know why but he just doesn't, I believe it's from working so much. But then again we don't participate in mafia things anymore. We just own a renovation company so I don't really know why he works so much... habit I guess... Sigh.

I really hope he comes up with something so we could help her, and I hope her hard-headed ass accepts whatever it is.