6- "Request."

(Fabio's POV)

When I opened my eyes, all I felt was emptiness since the woman with whom I had just made love the last night was no longer in the bed next to me. Perhaps she had woken up before I did, and without even saying goodbye, she simply drifted away without leaving any trace.

What would I expect? A silly girl like her would simply walk away just like that.

I sat on the edge of the bed, folded my hands, and rested them on my knees. Last night was wonderful. I wasn't just sure if that woman also enjoyed what we did or if she might have been, at the moment, regretting that she slept with me.

But she didn't seem regretful when she first gave herself to you last night… When she surrendered her virginity to you, she seemed genuinely pleased. I, somehow, consoled myself.

I glanced at the bed and saw a bloodstain there. It was the undeniable proof that I was the one who devirginized her. I was the first to touch her like last night. I took the thin blanket she used and slammed my eyes shut while smelling the feminine perfume that woman left here. My nose was still carrying the scent of her. And just by the smell of her, I quickly felt the urge to my erection.

She looked quite liberated. The opposite of her two friends in terms of attire and attitude. Does she offer herself to others that easily, considering last night's s*x between the two of us? When she is drunk with other men, does she behave herself the same? I'm driven insane by the idea, which turns my hand into a fist!

Before my thoughts caused me to lose my temper, I stood up, dressed and fixed myself, and then left. I had to check around after leaving the room and the bar. I freely admit that I am searching for that girl and that I am betting that she is still here and won't leave just yet. But to my dismay, I can find no sign of her whatsoever in this place...

I laughed at myself as I shook my head. I shouldn't hold out hope that the woman would want to hang out with me after she had gotten what she wanted from me.

I grabbed my phone and dialed the number of the person who was the reason why I ended up in this place last night.

“Natasya…” I uttered her name as soon as she picked up the call.

I sighed restlessly. I was stressed all the way here because of this brat.

"Hi, big bro Fabio! Good morning!" she greeted me cheerfully.

I gritted my teeth, totally annoyed. "I fulfilled your wish, as you requested. Last night, I did something that I had never imagined doing in my entire life! I'd had enough of being a macho dancer, Natasya. And once was enough. I would not do it again no matter how you would request me to do so!"

“I know, don’t worry! Due to the male stripper whom I had hired ahead, having an emergency and being unable to perform yesterday night, I was already having problems finding a replacement. I already felt under pressure to find a better replacement because I didn't have enough time, so I thought of asking you to do it, instead,” she explained.

I massaged my temple. I got it, my sister was in trouble and as a brother who couldn’t just let this brat down, I really had no choice but to save her face! After all, she was right. She already had no enough time to look for a substitute to the one who backed out and she couldn’t put her business at stake and disappoint her clients. She was desperate and who would want to see a sibling struggling like that? So, I had to help her no matter how I despised the thing she requested me to do!

She continued, “My bad, alright, I admit because I know very well it was never your thing to do such a task, and I’m sorry, bro. I guarantee it won't happen and I would not request such a silly assignment again. Thank you, as well, for doing it, even if you despised it, just to keep my reputation with my important clients."

I exhaled gently this time. Alright. What else could I do? It happened and I did it. Besides, no matter how much I hated what I have done, there was still a part of last night that unexpectedly turned out to be so beautiful and I treasured it…

"It was something I really hated having to do. I won't ever repeat it. If you ask me for a favor again, I will do it without hesitation... except for this. Do you understand?"

“Yes, bro. Noted! Anyway, it’s a great morning, tho. So, chill out now!” 

I heard her giggle like a little girl. I shook my head. Sometimes, I could think she was really putting me to situations I didn’t like to test my patience and tolerance toward her being a spoiled sister to me!

D*mn it. It was the last thing I expected to find myself doing last night. Being an audience pleaser!  Never in my life did I see myself becoming one, not even for a single night!

After the call ended, I gave my temple another soft massage. Natasya Wynnfor was such a pain in the a$$ yet still, I could do things whenever she would ask me to. All because she’s my sister and I couldn’t just let her down every time she badly needs my help.

I reached for my car in the garage and started driving to my office. I could clearly recall how much Natasya disturbed me with her stupidity the previous day.

“Hello, my dear big bro!” she greeted me as she came inside my office without even knocking at the door!

Feels at home, as usual!

She kissed my cheek and I only glanced at her as I was very busy with the documents I was reading.

What’s so new? I’m so used to her being like this—just suddenly popping into my door whenever she wants to!

“Brother Fab, I know you’re busy and I know you’ve been exhausting yourself to work since last week that’s why I came up with the idea of buying you a pizza!” She stated lively then placed it on the table.

"What do you want this time, Natasya?" I asked without even looking at her.

I knew there was something she needed this time because if there wouldn’t have any, she wouldn’t come here.

She pouted. “Can’t you just at least think that I’m thoughtful enough because I know you’re working hard and I want to reward you for it by bringing you something to eat!”

“Natasya, I know you. You wouldn’t be here if you don’t need anything. Now, get straight to the point. What do you need, this time?”

She grinned. “I hate you for thinking that way! But yeah, I wouldn’t deny it.”

I smirked. See? I was right! Even she knew it within herself!

“So, what’s it that you want from me?”

She bit her lower lip as if having a hard time getting direct to her point.

“Come on, Natasya. Time’s ticking and I have a lot of things to do.”

She heaved a sigh. “Alright. I’ll tell it to you now, but promise me first that you’re not going to resent me for life after this!”

I raised a brow. She has really been very childlike, as always!

“Bro, honestly, I really need your help.”

I wasn’t shocked or surprised at all. What’s just so new about it? Every time she was in trouble, she would always seek my help! And since she always knew I was gonna save her, it became a hobby for her to run to me whenever she wanted to!

“It’s as if I’m unaware that you go to me whenever you need help, Natasya.” The hint of sarcasm in my voice was evident.

She glared at me. “Could you please let me speak first so that I could finish my words!”

I simply nodded. Fine.

“Uhm, bro, you’re aware of how my bar business works, right? And you know about the services we offer for fun…” There was a bit of hesitation and awkwardness in her tone.

Of course, I know she has her own business. A night bar which she named after her initial. The N-Bar.

I stared at her. “So, it’s about your business? Why? Are you running short? Or you’re in a crisis? Going to possible bankruptcy sooner? What do you want me to do then and how can I help you? Maybe I can invest so that you can save your business. How much do you exactly need?”

She rolled her eyes, starting to get frustrated. “Urgh! I’m not running out of money and I don’t need money! Just please!”

My brow raised once more. “If it’s not money that you need, then what else could it be? What kind of help do you want from me?”

Natasya sighed deeply. She seemed to be really hesitant but she seemed to be of no choice but to be courageous enough to tell it me.

“I need you. Just exactly ‘you,’ my brother.”

I didn’t speak. I was only looking at her, observing, and waiting for her to spill the tea!

She tapped my hand on the table and gave me the kind of look like please-forgive-me-after-this-but-I-really-need-you-to-do-this!

“Let’s just say that, uhmm, you know, my bar offers various services for the leisure of my clients like... stag parties, bridal showers, and the likes—"

“Cut it off, Natasya, and get straight to the point. What is it that you badly need from me?”

She combed her hair desperately and reported like a child, “Alright. The thing is this—one of my macho dancers at the bar backed out for emergency reasons and it happened that I no longer have enough time to find a replacement since the bridal shower is to be held tonight! I need a perfect hombre, at least for this night, to do this job or else I’m gonna disappoint my clients who are expecting to have fun at the party.”

I frowned. It seemed like I was already getting a clue of what she was exactly wanting me to do…

“I’m sorry, Natasya, but there’s nothing I can do to help you with your dilemma right at the moment. Leave now and bring your pizza with you, I'm not hungry,” I said coldly, wanting her to stop bugging me already.

She almost cried. “My dear big brother, the king of all kings, please!”