Stacey's POV
2:00 in the morning. I'm lying here in his comfort room. 'Cause of this spacious room, I'm able to lie down and sleep. I've been doing this for 3 weeks.
It's also been weeks since Yul started selling me to a bunch of riches men. I bet they're one of his clients. My cunt is so tired of it. It's getting itchy and red. I don't know what to do.
This is the very first time I felt humiliated by my own job. I used to do this for so long and managed to keep my virginity. However, these unplanned appointments that Yul is continuously giving me led me to finally lose them.
"Hi, Nando, how are you guys doing?" I asked in a phone call, having exhausted my voice tone.
"We're doing fine, ate! Thank God you called. You know what, mama is now taking therapy. Kim and I are now on good terms. However, almost all of the debt collectors are coming here. So the 40,000 we always get from you is becoming 10,000," he explained. Aaahck! Those debts...
Someday, I will lose 'em. I just need more time, jobs, and money.
Still, I'm hoping to end this living nightmare. He really meant it when he said he's gonna give me a hell of a life.
This life I'm living right now is worse than I ever thought.
"It's good to know. Thanks for letting me know, little bro," I replied.
"How about you? Are doing good, ate?" he asked.
"Yes... Yes, I am," I answered... cracking my voice.
"Okay ate, see you!" he said and hung up the phone call.
I stood up and looked in the mirror at how I looked. Is it really me? Am I really the problem with why tons of odds are being given to me by the almighty?
I've been asking this for so long... is this how people value me? Am I this low? Don't I deserve real love? I mean, yes, I have Cygnus. He does care for me.
But... I don't know if it's real. I bet he's just enchanted by my looks. Everybody does, anyway.
"Let's meet, please?" speaking of Cygnus, I received a text message from him.
"I'm busy," I replied though it was a lie. I just couldn't help my body to stand. I'm tired.
"I will treat you foodies!" he texted again.
I got tired of convincing him not to, so I just agreed. Wearing my red dress sleepwear, messy hair, and no ponytail, I walked out of that bathroom and saw Yul.
He's in deep sleep, also creating sounds. I shook my head.
He doesn't really have a conscience.
"What is it?" I said after we met.
He handed me a bouquet of sunflowers and a bouquet of chocolate. I smiled bitterly. He's so thoughtful, yet I'm not sure what he means to me anymore.
He holds both of my hands and kisses them. I remained silent and puzzled 'cause of what he did.
And then suddenly hugged me.
"It's okay. I know you're not doing good," he said, and got me surprised!
"Don't be too shocked, I just know," he said.
With his soft hands patting my back, and a soft kiss he'd been awarding to my forehead, my eyes began to form a cloud.
"How could you become so thoughtful as this?" I said, cracking my voice.
"It's just for you, my care is only awarded to you," he softly said. That made me burst into a cry.
"I-I'm sorry for always causing trouble..." I uttered while a river of tears kept on flowing through my nose.
"Shhh."
"I hate the fact that I'm attractive and beautiful, I hate being used. I hate it!" I said.
He also started to tighten his hug. It gives me so many butterflies, flying in my stomach, and a comfort I always needed.
"I understand you," was the only thing he said. But it still cracked me up. The only thing I needed; was understanding.
He released our hug and kissed me on my forehead. It got deep down to my cheeks, nose, and lips.
We went away from the park, to the room he had been renting.
We shared an erotic, intimate kiss. and it got deeper and deeper until we almost did the thing. I just stopped him.
"S-sorry, Stacey..." he said.
After that erotic night, I went home. Only to see him... waiting for me?
He's standing outside the mansion; he's carrying a blanket. His eyes are starting to close, but he's fighting for it.
"What are you doing here outside your mansion? Go back, it's freezing," I said. But he didn't respond. Instead, he wrapped me in the blanket he had and escorted me to his room — while hugging me.
After entering his room, I started the commotion and snapped his arms.
"After selling me, you're being kind, huh? Feeling guilty?" I said. He kept his mouth shut and remained looking at me.
"Are you doing this to capture my trust again? No way!" I said. But I'm just being ignored. He jumped to his bed and covered his body with a blanket. I removed it and slapped his face, really hard that my palm was printed.
"Why are you toying with me?" I asked.
"I'm sorry."
My god. Finally, I'm hearing an apology.
"Stop it," I said and rolled my eyes at him. I was about to go to his bathroom again and spend the rest of the night there, but he grabbed my waist and hugged me. He then rests his chin on my shoulder.
HE REEKS OF ALCOHOL! Now I know why he's acting differently.
"I'm sorry, my wife," he suddenly became emotional. His arms are beginning to tighten, his voice sounds like he's trembling, and his touch is begging for forgiveness.
How could I resist you, young man?
Please tell me so I can. I wanted to fall for his trap, but I remained my cool. I stayed intact with my attitude. I forcefully released his hug to me.
"I said stop it! STOP IT! I'm not your toy!" I shouted, but when I saw his face, I was the one who was hit by the conscience!
"Stacey... I didn't mean it. I swear, I didn't plan on selling you or hurting you. Even with the girls I've been spending the night. I have my reasons," he said while looking down at his face. It seems like he felt too embarrassed to even face me.
My dear heart, you've been betraying me for quite a while now. What should I do?
He held my face and wiped the river of tears coming from both my eyes. He remained both of his hands on my cheek and kissed my eyes.
"Please stop crying in the middle of the night. Stop questioning yourself for how valuable you are. Please... come to me when you want to cry, and never run to other guys," he said, with tiny pieces of tears flowing from his eyes.
It's flowing little by little.
"Have you always been aware of it?" I asked. Yep, I've been swayed by his words... once again!
He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him. He looked at me directly in my eyes, and I saw it. I saw there was something different.
He sees me in the most special way I could ever imagine.
"Yes..." he stopped for a while and kissed me again on my forehead.
"You're amazing. You're beautiful, inside and out. Your value cannot be compared to any rubies, you're different. I just can't calculate how precious you are. So please, don't you ever question your worth again. And come to me if you're hurt," he said. I can see how sincere he is.
I almost hopped along with his words, yet I continued to harden my heart.
I pushed him once again.
"But you still sell me! How could you spit some words in my face and do the same thing? You're the main reason why I felt and thought that way!" I said.
He then stepped forward to pull me closer to him, once again.
"That's why I'm here to say sorry. I still don't know how to be apologetic. But I'm trying my best for you," he said and started to kiss me.
"I owned you, not because you're being paid. I owned you, because you have my heart," after saying such strange words, he suddenly collapsed out of his tiredness and he was drunk.
I looked at him and sat beside him.
"I need some clearer words from you tomorrow. I hope you remember tonight," I said, and when I was about to get out of his bed, he pulled me up again!
My god is he awake?
"Are you awake!?!" I asked in vexed, but he's unconscious once again, or not? AAAHHHCK! This stupid heart always gets played!
I just released myself from being hugged by him and went back to his bathroom. His bathroom has become my little bedroom 'cause he's not using it anymore.
Calling Kate...
"How about you call when the sun has already risen? My God!" she said hastily. I just remained silent.
"He's giving me false hopes again," I said.
"And you got into his trap? AGAIN?" she said. Although her voice sounds husky, I can feel her annoyance.
"No way! I just..." I sighed, "Okay fine. I did."
"George!!!! Wake up from dreaming!" she shouted. My deep sigh continued. She's right, it's a dream.
"How? I'm not just dreaming, I was being duped!"
"Now you and he got reciprocate," she said.
We continued talking, she was even telling stories about his regular customers. But my mind is out of focus.
Tomorrow morning, since it's the weekend, I woke up really late! The moment I opened my eyes, it shocked me to death.
Yul is sleeping beside me, hugging me from behind! I changed my position to face him.
AAHCK! I couldn't help myself not to touch him! F*ck this hands, mind, and body! D*mn it!
I felt like he was awakened by my touch; he opened his eyes, and instead of removing my hand from his cheeks, he even touched it!
"Good morning, my sweet wife," he said and kissed my hand. I gulped.
"Why are you doing this to me?" I asked.
He pulled me even closer until his lips could reach my face easier. I know, he's not in the spirit of alcohol anymore, so I'm wondering, why is he like this!
"I want to," I released myself from his hug and sat; he did it too.
I walked out of his bathroom and collected my things. He then stopped me.
"Stacey..."
"Stop calling my name!" I shouted and continued collecting my things.
"I'm really sorry."
"Wow! You're saying sorry now huh? Have your conscience finally given you a headache?" I asked.
"I understand your madness, but don't leave. I'll leave instead."
Without saying any words, he walked out of his room. Leaving me alone.
Yul's POV
The day before my treatment over Stacey changed.
My father's VIP client and his other colleagues came to me. They're extremely wealthy, owning even a farm and poultry farm aside from their main businesses.
"I saw your wife. I saw how you protect her from my personnel at the club. Alone, you have beaten up 4 tall men. Just all by yourself!" he chitchats.
"Just go straight to the point. I don't have a day," I said. He clenched his fist as he was trying to punch me.
"I need her. Give her to us, and I will give you money in return," he said, and that made me laugh.
"Are you out of your mind? Or have you forgotten that I have my own business?" I said, and he released his fist that had been thirsty to punch me for quite a while. I punched him back.
But he cornered me.
"If you don't agree with my offer, I will make sure to have sex with her sister. I will ruin her family, and expose her job publicly. Remember, you owe me your business."
"THERE'S NO WAY I WILL AGREE WITH THAT!"
But in the end, he still persuaded me. 'Cause I don't know how to protect her family either. Although I didn't want this to happen, the universe had left me no choice!
That's why I wanted to compensate her. I will make things right.