Chapter 5 Heartless

I'm a believer. Our Sunday school teacher once told us that Satan used to be an angel. But for some reason, God punished him because he's so full of himself and with a shitty attitude.

And I'm wondering if this man in front of me is Satan.

He took care of me the whole dinner! He's such a gentleman but everytime he opened his mouth I wanted to just puke because of how rude he was. And so what is he? Is he used to be Satan?

I chuckled unconsciously while staring at the table. I'm becoming crazy now, am I?

We're now done eating. The bill arrived and he paid for it. I thought of offering to split it half but I couldn't because the only money I have is the one he gave me. So does that make sense?

I sighed as I saw him put some grands on the table. It's obviously more than the total of our bill. He's that rich. Is he a drug dealer or what? Where does he get those money from?

"Are we done with the talking now?" He asked all of a sudden.

I sat straight, more attentive now. He raised an eyebrow. What does he mean? Do we start now? Like where? In his place or in mine? I couldn't answer. I just looked at him without any clue.

"Uhm, how will this work? And the money…" I uttered and cannot continue because of the mental breakdown. I wanted to say that I'll give half of it because it's too much but I couldn't say more.

The side of his lips rose and said, "You're really not content with a million huh? Don't worry, money is not an issue here. I'll send some more once you fulfill your duty."

He said heartlessly. My heart was in pain. Isn't this too much? I'm almost like a whore here. I don't need lots of money, I just want to finish my degree and work normally like what other people do!

It all sunk into me. He'd done so much already and we are not even starting yet. I probably couldn't pay for this one fine dinner for us so I should do something in return.

He stood up and I snapped. I freaked out. We're leaving? Are we really doing it now? Where?

"Let's go." Him.

I immediately stood up and followed him. Some people followed him with their eyes as we walked out of that expensive place while looking like a wet puppy following him.

Outside a BMW quickly parked and a uniformed man got out there and handed him the car key. He looked behind like he's checking if I'm still in here.

I nervously stood there when he suddenly signaled for me to follow and get in his car. Though hesitant I crossed a few spaces towards his expensive car and he quickly opened the door for me.

His fragrant smell did not escape my senses before I could enter. He's still serious. Doesn't this one know how to smile?

We're silent the whole ride. I nervously held my phone wanting to text Molly. She doesn't know anything and if ever something bad happens to me my corpse will just vanish as well as my dreams, my plans…Jesus!

I shook my head trying to not think of horrific things. What did I even get into? I sighed loudly. At my peripheral view, I saw him glance at me after I sighed.

I just ignored him and comforted myself from watching the tall buildings outside. You have nothing to lose now Angel. This is life, in order for you to gain something you have to lose some things. Or you'll lose everything if you don't let go of something.

Before I knew it, his car was parked quickly at a well -known hotel. I have never been to this place before. Is it here? Are we going to do that here? Is this the exchange for a million?

My phone rang all of a sudden, right at the stop of his car in the dark parking lot of the hotel. I gave him a look before my phone. As much as possible I don't want to make him mad, because I don't know this man at all. Who knows what he will do to me If ever.

It's Enoch who's calling. I turned it off and after declining, his message popped up immediately.

From Enoch:

You're not replying to my texts and calls, Angel. Mom and Dad are asking about you.

He called again after that call, I didn't mean to answer that so I didn't do anything even though I wasn't comfortable with the looks of the person next to me.

"Angel, finally.", Said Enoch on the other line.

"U-uh, I'm sorry Enoch. I'm busy as of the moment- "

I gasped in shock when Hugh snatched my phone from my hands. My eyes went wide looking at him. He pressed the screen, clearly turning the call off. My heart beat wildly mixed with confusion and nervousness.

He held my phone in front of my face. My mouth is left open.

"No phone calls when you're with me."

"Ha!" I spat a laugh without any humor. I was dumbfounded. Really? I didn't know that we had that rule. Is that part of our contract?

"So we have that rule now?"

He gritted his teeth and glared at me. I smirked.

"Where's the contract?" I asked. My tone is a bit more challenging.

"Who cares about the contract? I gave you your million, shouldn't I be the one asking that? Where's your service of duty now?"

I gulped and clenched my fist.

"Should I just pay for a stripper instead? I thought you were better than that." He uttered more. Every word feels like metal cutting me deep.

This brute. fuck his attitude. I thought you're better than this too.

He smirked and shook his head like he's really disappointed in me. My eyes watered a bit as I felt the bulging pressure in my throat. He avoided my eyes.

"Fix yourself and-" he was about to come out of the car when I grabbed his hand and my palm grasped his nape and our lips met.

My eyes are closed but I still felt him stiffened, yet I still continue. I pour my heart and although I feel disgusted I can't believe that I even notice how soft his lips are. His shock only stayed for a couple of seconds and he coped up so soon that I didn't even notice how his hands are on my nape now.

One bite on my lips and I moved so I could sit into his lap. I'll give you what you want, you want a whore? Then I'll give you one. A virgin one.

My legs are parted while he's in the center space of my legs. I can feel some hard shit under my skin and I know what it is. A fire burned through my system, like some sleeping monster woke up for a long time.

"Hmm." I moaned when I felt his fingers under my boobs. I gasped for air for a second and I grabbed a handful of his hair. He stopped kissing me, I looked at his eyes and I noticed how his eyes are almost sleepy burning with so much desire.

His cheeks were flushing and I couldn't contain his stares so I kissed him again. His mouth tasted like a mixed mint and sweetness, it's addicting. I don't know what's happening to me. Am I supposed to like this?

I became more aggressive and bit his lips. As if it's a cue, he withdrew from our kiss and I immediately knew what he wanted.

I come out of his car's door. And he came out without any words, he held my hand and walked through the dark parking lot. I became nervous thinking that this is really happening now.

A huge lobby welcomed us and without any words we went straight to the elevator. I looked at our hands, like it fits so perfectly. I'm still catching my breath. We were both silent in the enclosed space, and my heart felt like it wanted to badly come out and breathe.

As soon as the elevator opened, the hallway was wide but felt so narrow because of his presence. We reached the door of I think our suite. He opened it with a card and as soon as we entered it he slammed me through the door and continued what had happened in the parking lot.

"Ahh!" I moaned

My mind went blank again. He became more aggressive, and I was hit with reality. I felt like a whore. I shut my eyes tight as his lips crawled into my jaw. In order to divert the pain in my heart I looked for his lips again and kissed him.

But just for a second, he stopped and I looked up to him as I opened my eyes. My eyes are watery but I can clearly see his eyes. I can't read his emotions, but there's a hint of confusion, sadness and desire. I don't know.

He brushed his thumb on my lips while his forehead was resting on mine. I gulped because I felt something weird inside my stomach, like some butterflies or?

"Rest. I need to have you checked first, it's important that you're clean before we do it.  I'll call you tomorrow." He said without any emotion and reached for the door.

My knees wobbled and as I expected it met the cold ground of the suite. A silent sob escaped in my lips as the tears kept on flowing.

Hugh, you're heartless.