The Seduction of Imogen

Chapter 1

Giovanni Martinez Pov.

My brows were tightly knit as the woman holding grandpa's cane was now outside my car. He was bent over his hand while he was still carrying the glass of buko juice that he stole from me earlier, I sighed before crossing my arms. I shook my head while looking at him. "Why did you enter my car?" the woman in front of me didn't answer, she just looked at me and didn't really intend to speak.

I sighed again.

"Why did you steal my grandfather's staff? she was still speechless. she just stared at me again. "Don't you know how to speak? I breathed a sigh of relief, cupping the bottom of my chin as I shook my head staring at him.

Your a mute? are you dumb? Or do you not understand me?” he shook his head at my question, I don't know what he was shaking his head about because I had two questions. So, are you dumb?” he shook his head again, he wasn't dumb but he wasn't talking. What the hell is her problem?

"Give me back my grandfather's cane I extended my hand but he withdrew, he had no intention of giving it to me. ”That is my grandfather's thing, give it back to me first!” he shook his head, completely walking away from me.

I washed my face, because of my loud voice. Our maid, nanny glor, came out.

"Why are you shouting?" it stopped by my side, I didn't answer because I was now looking at the woman whose whole body was dirty, there was a lot of charcoal on her face and her hair was messy. I could hardly judge her if she was beautiful or not, her entire body was really covered in filth.

”Is he asking for help? Why don't you give him food inside?” he held the woman to keep her inside, she is my naya glor. He took care of me when mommy left, mommy wasn't here because she went with another man. I was shocked again and what he did came to my mind, all of women are not satisfied with one man. I don't have trust in every woman I meet, so. I don't take any of them seriously.

I don't trust them. They will only use you and take your money, they will only hurt your heart until it breaks you.

I don't trust all of them.

Because nanny glor is like my parent, I didn't do anything to let the girl in who seems like she hasn't bathed in months.

I didn't catch them in the living room so I went straight to the kitchen. I could hear the sounds of the plate before I entered the kitchen, I saw the woman sitting on the empty chair while looking around the entire kitchen.

I shook my head while grimacing, is he a street person? she doesn't seem to have any family or relatives. Maybe he doesn't have a place to live that's why he's so dirty.

Nanny put down the pasta that looked like she had cooked earlier, she turned back for a moment to get a fork but I was embarrassed because of the woman's sudden action.

Suddenly, he grabbed the pasta with an unused fork, he took a bite of it with his hand and his whole palm was actually full of pasta.

"Sh*t ,yaya glor!" I called yaya glor loudly to make her turn to me.."What is she doing! Why does she eat like that! He scattered!”

"Josko hija!" he approached the dirty woman. "That's not the way to eat, are you too hungry? Use cutlery.." the woman just stared at her, I don't know if she understood what yaya glor said because she didn't react at all.

Actually, he looks like a Stupid

”Yaya glor, can we let him out? Maybe that's a bad person.." nanny frowned at me.

”What are you saying you are young! Your grandfather helps a homeless woman like him, why don't you imitate him?”

My nose arched. "He stole grandpa's cane, the one he was holding!"

Nanny glor looked at the girl again, she still remained speechless. Maybe I was right that he was dumb, he stole grandpa's cane because he thought he could use it. Tsk, he thought I wouldn't catch him? Does he think he's going to cheat on me?

"Is it true that you stole the cane you were holding?" the woman shook her head, I couldn't see her reaction if she was telling the truth or if she was lying. Because his hair is long, he just needs to be a sadako.

”If you didn't steal that? Why is it in your hand?” he bowed, he really had no intention of speaking or even defending his sari. But I only know one thing, he did steal this cane for profit.

I shook my head.

"I'm going to send him back to where he came from, maybe that girl is a bad person." nanny glor sighed.

"Where did you see him?"

"She's just sitting on the back of my car, I came from a gathering with grandfather. Then when I got home, he was already riding in my car.." nanny looked at him. The woman was really just looking at him from earlier, not really intending to speak.

"Where do you live, hija?" Nanny's question shook me.

"That woman is surely mute, I've been talking to her for a while but she doesn't even answer me.."

"Really? If that's the case, the boy is poor. Where will you return him?”

"On the street, where I saw him."

"What?" I gave the nanny a meaningful look because of her reaction.

”Don't tell me she's going to stay here? Nanny, we didn't even know her. We have helped several women like her, we let them in as a maid here but they just broke our trust, that should be a lesson to us. glor took a deep breath. He looked at the woman again before nodding.

There were previous women who we also helped, they are homeless women. Some of them are beggars, but they rob us. My grandfather is a president of charity group, except for being dean. It also helps some foundations, street children or anything else that doesn't have a place to live.

Some of our colleagues here were just picked up by grandfather, he gave them jobs and some of them he adopted. Our house is like an orphan foundation too, it's easy for grandpa to feel sorry for people like them. And because there were jusy only two grandsons, he wanted children. I can't give him now a grandchild. I don't want to get married yet, even though my friends have children. Still i won't, maybe the girl I will marry is just like mommy who went with another man.

F*ck those girls who cannot be satisfied with one man. so here I am too, one girl is not enough for me either, a woman for me is just a toy. A word womanizer is my hobby that relieves my boredom.

Just like my decision, I returned the beggar girl from where I got it. The trip took almost three hours, it was a little overcast on the way at three o'clock in the afternoon. He opened the door and signaled to get out, he got what I wanted to say so he got out of the car.

I stopped in a quiet park, right on the side of the road where we were facing the church. He looked around as if he saw the place where he came from. I sighed.

"Give me what you're holding." he hugged the cane while shaking his head. I was shocked because of what he did. "That's my grandfather's! He's looking for that cane and he can't sleep until it's next to him! So, just handed me back that dvmn thing!”

He shook his head a few times, I closed my eyes. That's just a stick giovanni, why don't you just leave it to a dirty woman like her! For sure, grandpa can buy a new walking stick.

"Fine! That's yours!" he bowed, even though I'm a bit harsh now he doesn't even speak. It's not like the others who will hurt you, but him? Dvmn. Why do i need to have a care? I should just leave her here and go home. What else? I'm building here!