The Charming Helper

Julian was nervous; the man rushed down the bed and picked up the boxers scattered on the floor. He quickly pulled them on. Meanwhile, Odette pulled the blanket over her naked body and moved to the end of the bed. 

“Sharlynn, I-“ Julian ran toward his fiancée. But his steps were halted when Sharlynn raised her right hand. 

“There's nothing to explain! I'll never regret calling off our wedding!” Sharlynn squealed hysterically. “But…” Sharlynn glared at Odette. The girl looked down. Either she was pretending, or she was genuinely sorry. 

“I’m going to tell Daddy everything! Everyone must know about your depraved behavior! Why you always want and take what's mine! WHY!” Sharlynn continued hysterically, shedding more and more tears. 

Odette dared to raise her face and put on a pitiful expression, “We love each other, Sharlyyn. Even before you and Julian got engaged.” 

"Shut up, Odette!” shouted Julian. “You're the one who kept teasing me and offering me your body!” 

“Julian, why are you avoiding her?” A soft sob came from Odette's manipulative mouth. 

Sharlynn closed her eyes, unable to bear the situation in Julian's apartment room. Her heart was already so sore and broken. 

She turned around and carried her footsteps out of there. When Julian grabbed her wrist, she pushed him away roughly and ran out, not caring about anything. 

Her crying didn't stop; she drove the car through the streets of Berlin in the glittering night. 

“Fuck you! You bastards! I hate you!” Sharlynn cursed as she squeezed the steering wheel. 

Desperate, the girl went to a nightclub in South Berlin. I wanted to forget what happened before. The sound of techno music is loud. A dim light swirled in the middle of the room. 

It didn't interfere with Sharlynn's activities as she sat near the bartender's table, enjoying more whiskeys. 

Her head began drooping, and she leaned back on her left hand, her elbow resting on the table. The young bartender with shoulder-length blond hair looked at her and shook his head slowly. 

“More!” Sharlynn's drunken voice made the bartender stop and stare at her. 

“Miss, you're already drunk,” the bartender said. 

Sharlynn, who was starting to get angry, raised her face. She squinted at the bartender with a glare. 

"I'll pay double! Hurry up and fill my glass!” raged Sharlynn. 

Hearing the girl's voice, a pair of eyes watched her from a short distance away. It was at the end of the bartender's table. The figure gulped his drink without turning his head, only glancing at the girl. 

"Miss, for your safety. You'd better go home now. I'll call a taxi,” the well-meaning bartender offered. 

"Aaiisshh!” Sharlynn slammed the glass down on the table, her mouth grumbling. "You men are such assholes!” 

Then he reached into his pocket, took a couple of euros, and placed them roughly on the table. She started to get up from the high chair, half staggering. 

The bartender took the bills Sharlynn handed him. “Miss, this is to much.” 

Sharlynn ignored him. She raised her hand without looking at the bartender and walked away. 

Someone confronted her as she walked down the dark hallway toward the exit. His wild gaze began to scan Sharlynn's slender and sexy body. A devilish grin began to form on the middle-aged man's malevolent lips. 

"Miss, you'd better come with me to the room upstairs. You can rest for a while and have some fun with me. “The man touched the arm of Sharlynn, who looked at him weakly. 

“Go away! Leave me alone!” Sharlynn roughly brushed the man's hand away and tried to push him away. “You men are idiots! You’re all the same!” 

The man was furious at Sharlynn's rejection. He grabbed the girl's arm even tighter until a groan of pain was heard. 

“Come with me! You won’t get away from me like this!” The man dragged the girl's slender body forcibly despite Sharlynn's rebellion. 

"Let go of me, you bastard!” Sharlynn slammed her purse against the man's head. Growing angrier, the man slapped Sharlynn until she looked shocked. Then, his mouth was forcefully gagged. Though drunk, the girl still tried to resist. 

But her strength was not enough to fight the man. Her body tensed as adrenaline rushed through her, making her heart beat even faster. 

But she couldn't help it; she wanted to surrender to the circumstances that happened to her that day, especially when the image of Julian and Odette's romance kept replaying in her mind. 

"BBUUAAGGHH!” A hard kick sent the man harassing the first daughter of the Eisenhauer family crashing into the wall in the second-floor hallway. 

Sharlynn gasped and vaguely saw a well-built, athletic, and powerful-looking man beating up the man who had dragged her earlier. 

Her slender body, still clad in a bright yellow dress, slumped to the floor with her back to the wall. Cold, frightened, and afraid, Sharlynn began to sob, clutching her knees. 

"Miss, I'm taking you home.” A man’s baritone voice, so close, made the girl gasp. She found the strapping man crouching down, aligning his body with Sharlynn's. 

“GO!” the girl shouted violently, roughly shaking off the man's hand that touched hers. 

"Miss, it's me. Richie,” the man said. Hearing a name she was very familiar with, Sharlynn stared intently at the man before her. 

Although vaguely accompanied by a throbbing head, she still remembered the face of the handsome man she only knew as a bodyguard for her uncle's family. 

“Richie! Richie! Take me away!” Sharlynn cried hysterically as she began to recognize the man's voice and face. She framed Richie's face and burst into tears. 

Richie stared intently at the face of the girl who had always been curious about him. He saw a face full of frustration, fear, and anger for the first time. 

“Miss, I'll take you home. Can you still walk?” Richie insisted. 

Sharlynn shook her head vigorously, her tears flowing even faster, making her beautiful face even more pitiful. 

“No! I don’t want ton go home. Take me anywhere as long as I'm not going home. I hate them, Richie! They're all evil!” Sharlynn begged, sobbing louder and louder. 

Richie tried to get up, but Sharlynn held him down. “Richie, Please don’t leave me!” 

“Okay, the most important thing is that we get out of here,” Richie said. They searched the second-floor hallway for a purse and a pair of high heels. 

Richie managed to convince the girl. He carried her to the car. Once in the car, Sharlynn deliberately continued to beg the man not to send her home. 

The girl even forced Richie to take her everywhere. He forced the man to take Sharlynn to his apartment. 

Arriving in the apartment's basement, Richie exhaled in frustration when he found Sharlynn asleep in the seat next to him. 

He was forced to carry the girl to the seventh floor in a private elevator so people wouldn't see them. 

Once inside the room, Richie gently laid her frail body down so Sharlynn would not wake up. Forced that night, Richie laid his body on the long sofa without disturbing the lady's sleep. 

Several hours I was passed. 

The eyelids with their delicate lashes began to open slowly. Her vision was dim, revealing a grayish-white ceiling. 

"Aauuwww!” Sharlynn forced herself to her feet, holding her head. 

Perhaps her head was still throbbing from last night's hangover. She blinked her eyes, trying to clear the fog that covered them. At the same time, she smelled the spicy scent of soap. 

Sharlynn sat on the edge of the bed, her gaze fixed on the sturdy back, covered with eagle-shaped tattoos that spread to fill the figure's arms and hands. 

The girl swallowed her saliva harshly, half shuddering in horror but enjoying the athletic body shape with the sexy protruding buttocks. 

“Aargh!” Sharlynn's scream made Richie, standing in front of the open window sipping a cup of coffee, turn around in surprise. He found Sharlynn pulling the blanket and wrapping her torso. He moved frantically to the end of the bed. 

The man walked quickly to the bedside table and placed his cup there. “You are obviously awake. Please get cleaned up and I'll take you home soon.” 

“Richie? You turned out to be a pervert!” the beautiful girl with the sensual lips shouted. “Why am I in your apartment?” Forgetting the events of last night, Sharlynn glanced around. 

Richie didn't answer; he quickly grabbed the tight white t-shirt draped over the back of the sofa and promptly put it on. 

“Last night you got very drunk and were attacked by someone. I brought you home because you refused to go back to the mansion,” Richie replied casually. 

Sharlynn was in a daze as she recalled the events of last night; she pulled back the covers, half-jumped out of bed, and ran to the bathroom. Seeing her, Richie shook his head slowly with a faint smile. 

A few minutes later. They were already in the car on their way to the Eisenhauer family mansion. Richie looked at Sharlynn's expression; the girl's face seemed lazy. 

“Your purse is on the dashboard, your shoes are in the back.” Richie's voice made the girl turn to him. Sharlynn looked at Richie, who was riding the wheel, without answering. 

A few minutes passed, and the car had entered the Lichterfelde West area. The vehicle began to enter the gate of one of the mansions there. 

Stopping right in front of the building's terrace, Sharlynn seemed hesitant to enter the mansion. 

"Miss, it’s here, you can go in now.” Richie's voice alerted Sharlynn. 

"Richie, please accompany me inside…” Again, that pleading look on her face made it impossible for Richie to bear. 

"I'm sorry, miss, Mr. Keenan must be waiting for me,” the man gently refused. 

Sharlynn was forced to go down alone. Determined to tell her father everything, she ventured into the mansion. 

Half running, she reached the living room. However, she was shocked to find her father and Odette sitting on the sofa in the arms of Rolanda- her father's second wife. 

“Daddy,” Sharlynn greeted softly. The girl looked at Odette, who seemed to be crying as she looked at her. Sharlynn smiled wryly at the hypocrisy of her half-sister. “I called off my marriage to Julian. He had sex with Odette right in front of me,” Sharlynn growled through chattering teeth. 

“Daddy knows,” her father replied curtly. Sharlynn looked at her father with an astonished frown. “They love each other. Julian approached you because you were his only hope of getting close to Odette.” 

Sharlynn gave her father an angry look as she smiled sadly, ”So, what's daddy's point?”