Suspicious
RIX's P.O.V.
Last night he left my leg wide open, while facing the door, where maniacs are waiting for a free viewing.
Apollo paid me for that fuck, how dare them sneak peak?
Those darns!
Harley came in after that, and I was already putting my clothes on. He drives away the perverted cooks while entering the storage room, where I’m in.
He asked me if I'm alright, but I really am. There's nothing to worry about me, I can take care of myself, and that’s it. I went home, with my pockets fully equipped.
People always ask me about being okay.
You know, it's not that bad if I experience not being okay because most of my days are like that.
It's inevitable, how could I change that fact?
I can't change anything.
But it's good that there's always a little light in the middle of darkness. There's always stars that shine in the dark galaxy.
It's not okay to be in the middle of the storm.
But it'll be more not okay if I dwell into it, or try to make myself believe I'm fine when I'm not.
I can't change my destiny. It has already been decided out of inevitable consequences.
Being in this state of life brings out all my energy and drains me out.
But it doesn't matter.
Energy tends to use up until it drains.
That's fine, though.
***
As soon as I woke up, there's one thing that I loved to do…
"CHARIS?" I called for her.
…and it was waking up Charis.
I was outside of her house again, calling her out because she might have overslept.
She couldn't hear me, so I shouted again, and again, and she came out with those squinted angry eyes of hers.
She's always vexed when I wake her up, but I can't get used to it. I always crack up.
"Alright, tell me, who did you dream of today?" I asked.
But her eyes just get narrower.
Why not just tell me what it is?
She's still not answering.
"I was about to eat the most delicious human on earth, but how could you do this to me?"
"Delicious human?" I asked and bit my lower lip. I thought about him.
How he played with my cunt using his fingers, how he teased me using his thumb…
I shook my head.
"No, no, no! This is not good! This is forbidden! No one is allowed to that to him!'' I said while I was raising both of my hands into the air.
"Why? Am I not allowed to eat my own boyfriend?!" Charis asked.
"Am I saying it that loud?" I asked, and laughed at the end. “Actually, you're allowed but not in a way you'll look like a cannibal. Nevermind your freaking dream, please?'' I asked.
I told her I came here for some of the makeup she usually had.
My simplicity makes me broke, I don't even have money to apply a foundation on my face. Only a lip tint.
A few minutes later, Harley came with food and drinks.
"Why do you need this?" she asked.
"What's making you do this?" asked Harley.
"Shhh, you guys are so nosy. I'll tell you when I'm ready," I said, avoiding their eyes.
"I mean, you see? Are we some sort of your outside friend that you find it really difficult to tell us?" asked Harley.
I cleared my throat.
"Hey, let's not force Rix. she has her reasons," said Charis. She tapped my shoulder. "Nail it, you can do it."
She doesn't know anything about what I'm doing, or where I'm going, who I'm dealing with, and until when.
But she cheered me up with no assurance if this was safe or not.
She's THE friend I always have, but I never knew I'd need.
I smiled a bit and leaned my head on the right. I just find it comfortable to do whenever I feel good with my decision.
**
Schedule of Beatrix:
7am- 2pm: Sleep
3pm- 8pm: This should.be free because Apollo will come and summon her from time to time.
10pm- 6am: Club work.
"This is your schedule, and you must follow the rules or there'll be consequences," said Apollo.
What is with that look? Why is he being so ruthless again when last night we were exchanging sweats and moans?
Scratch that. nevermind, I shouldn't be thinking about this. Argh!
Apollo handed me a piece of paper that was inserted into a cardboard, and let me read it for a couple of minutes.
I was still mesmerized by the place he brought me in.
This is a Japanese restaurant, but he rented an exclusive room so it's more comfortable, and soothing. It's the best place to relax.
While reading the contract, I noticed something.
"100, 000 monthly, effective for six months?! Are you sure about this? Our contract will last for six months and you’ll pay me monthly with that amount of money" I asked— I mean I yelled.
“Is that too small?” he asked nonchalantly.
quickly, i refused. “This is TOO much. What are you doing with your money? Are you trying to throw it?” I asked.
He smirked, and drank the wine he's been holding the whole time. “I have been throwing money away since I met you. You've been the garbage bin.”
I cleared my throat.
It's kind of offensive!
Hmp.
But he was right, anyway. I'm willing to become a garbage bin just to get money I need for my brother’s treatment.
Nervously, I was thinking maybe his job is illegal, that's why he can afford this much money.
Is he?
“But may I know why you need a pretend wife?” I asked.
He bluntly answered, “I need to protect my position, or someone greedy will take it away from me.”
My brows furrowed. “But how will a fake wife resolve the problem?”
"I believe it's not part of our contract to stick your nose into my life," he replied.
Uh-oh…
Now he's starting to act arrogant.
But should I ask him what's bothering me? What if I get involved in an illegal act?
But it's already been illegal the moment I accepted the extra work in the club where I do some sexy shows.
Aish. Let's not think about it for now. I still have a long day.
I signed the contract.
"I'm sure you've read the consequences once you break the rules. please do comply. I hate employees acting like a boss," he said.
He looked at me for quite a while, and then fled.
He came back after a few minutes.
“One more thing,” he said.
I looked at him, raising both of my brows, smiling.
“...never fall in love with me.”
As soon as he said it, I burst into laughter.
“How could you say that? I don't even care about you, not a bit.”
The edge of his lips curled, but his eyes remained blunt. “If that's what you want.”
Now, he's gone.
"But how about the food?!" I asked.
I asked the waiter if this was paid.
He said yes, so I just asked him to wrap it all for me, 'cause I'll take all of this home, and share it with Charis and Harley.
It is a set of Japanese foods. Spicy ramen, chahan, which is the fried rice of Japan, the gyoza, and even a set of bento.
He really is a millionaire. I wonder why he has to protect his position.
If he's that competent, why is he bothered?
Nevermind. Maybe he has his reasons, I shouldn't judge too soon, I might hurt and label him for the things he's not doing.
***
"WHAT?!" Harley and Charis widened their eyes in shock.
A continuous gulp is all I gave.
"Did you really accept his offer to be his fake wife?" Charis asked.
"Can you back out? Can you unsign the contract? Or do you want to run away? Maybe I could help you with that," Harley asked continuously.
I giggled and laughed.
"Hey, it's fine. He's not as a pain in the ass as you thought he is. Besides, this is a really big help for me and Andrei," I said.
Charis narrowed her eyes. "But I think there's one category that'll fall into his badassness.*
I squinted too as our thoughts fell into one answer. We said in chorus, "In bed. ROAR!"
We exchanged laughs and high five. As for Harley, he's pissed.
"Trust me, harley. I know what I'm doing," I said. "He wouldn't hurt me," I said.
Actually, I'm kind of scared right now.
***
I was summoned by Apollo, and asked me to go outside.
There goes my courier. Those inside that lambo, I think I know who they are. I've met them before, right?
Three men came out. Three men who abducted me when I passed out in the waiting shed. At least that's what they told me.
In fact, I don't consider it an abduction. It's just a kind act.
If they dont take me in, there'll be someone else who will do the honor.
That someone else might be one of the perverted punks who's waiting for free sex.
Darn, they could just call me, give me a sign that they want to do it, and then I'll do it. But of course, in exchange for money.
If men cant pay the sex workers with their deserving payment, they should go home and ejaculate themselves while watching porn.
It's better than… nevermind.
“Do you still remember us?” asked Michael.
He has curly hair, tan skin, full eyebrows that almost meet in the middle, not-so-red lips, and his height is way taller than mine.
Seb came closer and rested his arms on my shoulder. He smiled at me, and it looked so cute!
“How about me? Do you remember this cute face?” he asked and grinned.
His face is closer to me, closer I find it hard to breathe! What if he smelled the aroma of an onion from my mouth?!”
“U-uhmm…” I mumbled.
I was bombarded by their questions, it's tough to answer.
Maybe I'll just wait until they’re done?
Meanwhile, Harold is not talking. He was so quiet. I feel like he has a bad breath.
Is he afraid I would smell his bad breath? Oh silly, him.
He must've been in the same situation as me.
“I told you she wouldn’t remember!” said Seb.
Seb acts like a kid. But he isn't. He's just younger than me, but he’s so childish when he acts.
Also, he is so cute.
He has a white skin, narrowed eyes, and his hair is clean. That's all I can say.
I'm not inside their lambo, but I was on a different side of this car. They were all together at the back, while I was put here alone, in a different cubicle. I don't even know what these are called, let's just say their cubicles.
And I was shocked when he came in!
“Apollo…” I murmured.
He glared at me.
“What?” he asked.
“Huh? You're asking what? You're the one who summoned me.”
“You’ll know once we're home.”
“Do you have to bring your cousins?'' I asked. “Do they have to escort me, all at the same time, while you were just watching from afar?”
He looked at me, from head to toe.
He grips my chin, but it eventually loosen up.
Darn, what is he thinking?
He threw away my chin and looked straight into his window. What’s wrong with him?
Why isn't he answering my questions?
Suddenly, Apollo's cousins opened up the curtain that's been separating all of us.
They waved at me.
“How was it going?” asked Seb.
“Are you guys doing well?” Michael added.
I smiled awkwardly, and nodded.
Seb continued on talking and asking nonsense., while I just smiled and answered some of the answerable questions.
***
“Hey!”
Oh, it was Apollo's father!
“Hello sir,” I said.
“Sir? Just call me dad.”
“Alright si— I mean, dad.”
He smiled and hugged me.
We had a really nice long chat. He shared about his life in the province, and how his company is doing.
He even asked me about the taxi company of my family that he believes I'm managing right now.
I made up things about it, that I almost forgot everything.
He was about to go home, but he asked something that made me nervous.
“You know, I was wondering why you and Apollo won’t stay on the same roof if you're really married.”
It was so straight in the ass!
“I usually went home late, and he’s asleep during that time, dad.”
“But I hope you guys still find joy in living under one roof.”
Dad bid his goodbye. But Apollo's cousins were left here.
They were watching Apollo's tv.
Apollo brought me to the kitchen, and locked the door.
“W-what is it?” I gulped.
I'm feeling a little worried about this.
“I'm requiring you to leave your work at the club.”
My brows furrowed.
“But it's not in the contract! I'm afraid I won't be able to do your needs, or what's necessary to you," I said, stuttering.
“I know that, that's why asking pretty gently to you,” he said.
“Gently? You were forcing me.”
He was perplexed., “How come I was forcing you? Do you have any evidence?” he asked.
“No, but—”
He immediately locked me up in his arms, into the wall. His lips caught my skin, and it landed on my ears.
“Don't make me do this again to make you approve, I know you wanted my body.”
***
“DOUBLE YOUR SALARY?” Cheska shouted.
I nodded. “He told me he’ll double my salary if I leave this job. But of course, I told him I can't do it and I need time to think about it.”
Gosh, I can't open up about the thing when he threatened me with his body.
But how did he know I like it?
“Accept it,” said Charis. “It's better than having a life like thIs, in this hotel, it's poor. It brings a lot of mental pain that'll surely leave a scar in our hearts.”
Harley butted in, “What do you mean? Are you letting her come with that asshole?’
“Harley, he’s not an asshole.”
“Is he?” he asked.
“Yes! He was just an arrogant man, and short-tempered, but he's considerate. His loving side is hidden, but it's precious," I said.
I can't believe I'm trying to defend apollo.
“Don't stop Rix from growing and flying, she finally found a way out of her cocoon. It's time to fly,” said Charis.
My heart felt so touched. Oh, Charis…
“But you told me he wasn’t an asshole?” asked harley. “Then who is he with? That sophisticated lady?”
I looked at where he was looking at.
He was right. It was apollo. He was with someone who’s more attractive, beautiful and professional.
How odd that I felt a pang of sting in my chest.
