You Are Forever Indebted To Me!
Karissa's POV
"Karissa?? Karissa wake up, it's time for work and you are not even ready yet!" Abby blurted out the minute she saw me inside her room, still sleeping tirelessly on her bed.
Hearing that it was time for work, I immediately jumped out of the bed, had my bath and in no time, exited the stripper house.
I had slept over in such a risky environment because I got off work late. After having a foreplay with the billionaire who didn't seem to enjoy my company.
The thought of why he left kept on lingering in my head that I just couldn't focus on what I was doing or where I was going anymore.
I finally got to the bus stop so I could enter a bus going to my company but before I could get there, the first set of buses were already gone which meant I was going to wait for the next ride.
Frustrated, I opened my bag to check if I could see a dime for transportation or for booking an uber but I felt disappointed instead. I had nothing left on me.
The money I earned from touching and massaging the billionaire was given to Clinton as the boss and I only got 500 dollars as my share.
He was ripping us all in Italy but I just didn't mind him because he has been of great help back in the days.
After I was sent away by my wealthy father into the streets of California, I had nowhere to go.
He was that strict that he never wished to see me close to him. I met Clinton on my way to a church nearby and he promised to help me start a life.
I was bold enough to follow him to Italy just as my dad wanted and that was how I secured a nasty and good life for myself here.
Sooner, the bus which I was waiting for arrived, just in time for me to exit the streets of vocado.
I hurriedly stood up from the seat I was sitting on and tried arranging my files while I walked frantically to the bus.
I was so focused on getting my hipped files arranged that I mistakenly bumped into someone before me.
"Holy Shit!! I'm fucking going to be late for work because of a dumbass like…." I looked up and froze the moment I tried picking up my files that had fallen off my hand.
He was no ordinary man, he was the same billionaire who had left me hanging at the stripper house the night before.
It was the ruthless billionaire and beside him was probably his assistant.
He kept on acting in ways I just couldn't understand. He pushed me away right before I made him cum while sucking his dick.
And now, he had boarded a public transport just to get to wherever he was heading to.
"Who are you referring to as a Dumbass?" The young but elegant man that stood before me glared at me with his left brows arched in suspense.
He must have felt offended hearing me call him a dumbass which he obviously was.
Trying to be the boss in such a situation, I stood to my feet to talk back to him but I accidentally slipped on my files and seeing that I was going to land on the ground, spoiling my skin, I had to use the billionaire as a saving tool.
I placed my hands on his chest as we both landed on the ground forcefully. Well he felt the pain, but I didn't.
He pushed me out of his body without hesitation and crawled towards the drainage hole on the highway with his eyes bulging out.
"I bet he has a thing for pushing people away" I snorted , rolling my eyes.
"No no no…." I heard him lament the minute he got closer to the drainage
"What is the problem boss?" his assistant questioned as I ignored them and stood to my feet.
He was the one who made me fall due to the irresistible cute look on his face.
I bent to the ground and started arranging my files. I was going to leave after packing them up when suddenly, he stopped me.
"And where do you think you are going after making me lose my mom's wedding ring?"
His voice instantly made me pause and turned to him for a second. I never knew he had such a valuable item with him.
"Your mom's ring? Like her wedding ring? Why would you be carrying something that valuable all over the place?" I inquired the moment I turned to his face like we knew each other.
I knew him but he didn't know me.
"Excuse me? Do you know me from somewhere?" He asked , taking a step closer to me and this time, the bus was arriving at my loss.
"I'm sorry to say this but how much is the ring? I promise to pay right now!" I assured him, as I opened my purse to take out my money. I just didn't want to lose the bus now.
"Money? How about 90 million dollars? Do you have that amount to pay?" He smirked seeing how stunned I was at the sound of the amount he mentioned.
"I see you don't want to miss your ride and I can't do without my mom's ring which you made me lose" He dipped his hands into his pockets as he asserted.
He came closer to where I was standing and with his eyes dipped into mine like a witch willing to charm its prey, he spoke up to me.
"Let's just say you are indebted to me and I assure you, you must pay for this damage!" A snicker left his lips as he declared to my face which gave me shivers.
I blinked countless times at his statement that it felt like he was beginning to haunt my soul at that moment.
I immediately turned around and stopped the bus before going into it. I bet he wasn't being serious knowing that he barely knew who I was or where I lived.
I smiled the moment I entered the bus with a wave at him and his assistant.
I walked over to the back seat to relax and enjoy the trip when fortunately, I saw a red range rover car with countless escorts behind it parked close to the bus stop.
I was amazed by such a view and wished I was the owner of such an escort only to be cut short of my imaginations by him.
He smiled seeing that I was looking at him from the bus before he entered his car with a domineering urge.
He was really a billionaire afterall and… he must have slept over at the house last night too, that was why he boarded a bus.
I assumed before sitting close to the window, thinking about when I was going to get a perfect life like him, like my sister.
My Twin sister, Kristina.
I was lost in my thoughts about my sister when the devil herself showed up, unexpectedly to me.
My phone vibrated and taking it out of my pocket, I saw Kristina, boldly written at the top of my phone.
Shocked about what must have happened to her, knowing that she was with my dad and crippled, I picked up the phone.
"Come back home now, Karissa… I'm in a big mess. I need you now!!" A whimpering sound was heard as she spoke to me which made my heart race.
"What Is the matter, Kristina?" I panicked, hearing such a tone.
"Just come home Karissa, please, I'm begging"
A shuffle was heard at her end before she ended the call.
I needed to go see my sister, I had to find out what kind of trouble she was in to call me after fifteen years of being apart.
If she was in trouble as she stated, then I wouldn't hesitate to help her out.
It was a deal I made with her and I was going to keep it now.
"Stop the bus!!" I ordered with a cold voice.
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Arranged Wedding: Is This Fate Or Coincidence.Karissa's POV."Dad?" I called out the split second I saw my dad stride angrily into my room with a spitting image of an angry bear, all furious and burning with fury in his veins."What have you done to your sister, Karissa? You wish to send bad luck to her right?" My own father cussed with his facial expression stating how enraged he was with me.He wasn't content, recognizing that I was in the same house with him and under the same roof with his daughter.I was going to deny the fact that he was my actual father but with the certitude that I had the same facial recognition as my sister, I possessed little hope that I was owned by him."She… she didn't do anything to me, Dad.. she isn't harmful" Kristina let out her voice to be heard by my dad, with a stuttering voice, knowing that she had been snivelling all night because of that fool who had declined to come see her at home.My dad turned to her with doubts written all over his face t
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Feed Me Those Ass!.Karissa's POV.As I walked down the aisle on my wedding day, holding my beautiful flower and my face hidden behind my veil, my heart was heavy with guilt and regret. I couldn't stop thinking about Marcello, the man I had truly loved, who was now nowhere to be found. He had left me crying in the room earlier, and I couldn't blame him for it. After all, it was my fault that we were not getting married today.I had kept the truth from him, the fact that Ethan, Marcello's enemy, had threatened Marcello's life. I had no choice but to go through with the wedding to save him. But how could I explain this to Marcello now? He would never understand, and I didn't blame him for it. It was useless to try to make him see reason now.As I walked, lost in my thoughts, Sarah, who was walking behind me, whispered to me. "You need to smile, ma, people are watching you know." I forced a smile on my face, but my heart was heavy with sadness and regret. I couldn't bear the thought of s
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My Brother in-law?Karissa's POV.I put my hand on Sarah's shoulder, feeling the tension in her body. "He's no longer here Sarah, now speak to me, what is wrong with you?" I asked, my voice soft and gentle. "Why did you barge into the room that way without knocking?" I inquired with a calm voice, staring into her eyes.The Sarah I knew was always tough and bright, but now she looked scared, like something bad must have happened or about to happen. I couldn't help but worry about what could have made her act like this.As I looked around the room for a split second, my mind raced with all kinds of terrible possibilities."Is Marcello dead and she has refused to open up to me? Is something bad happening to the company?" I thought inwardly, my Expression looked gloomy.I focused my attention back on Sarah, meeting her eyes with an innocent and spotless stare. "What is wrong?" I asked one more time, calmly yet curious.Sarah's voice was barely above a whisper as she finally spoke. "The c
Intrusive Entrance .Karissa's POV.The room was filled with tension as Elvis and I stood facing each other. His eyes were wide with anger as he bellowed, "You fucking slapped me? For what?" I could tell he was absolutely livid after I had smacked him so hard across his face."You caused it, Elvis. Don't act like you are innocent when you are not," I responded, my own voice rising as I spoke. I couldn't believe he was trying to play the victim after everything he had done. "Why would you act like Marcello in the first place? Why would you want to take your best friend's wife away from him?" My fists tightened at my sides as I continued to confront him. "Are you not a fool???" I added spitefully.Elvis was clearly incensed at what I had just called him. He raised his hand to hit me in retaliation for my words, but then, Sarah suddenly burst into the room, causing both of us to freeze in our tracks."The…" she paused, taking in the scene before her. Elvis's hand was still suspended in