Ava's Pov
I grumbled on my bed, rolling from one end of the bed to the other.
Why is Damien not picking any of my calls? I mumbled inwardly, staring at the ceiling.
I'm beginning to get so worked up about his attitude, I'm just trying to help him out and he's out there, not appreciating my efforts.
I told him about the new job and he didn't even bother to call to know how it's going.
"Could it be that his mother's sickness is getting worse? I rolled my eyes at the thought of that, maybe I'm thinking too much" I said inwardly.
But how will I even check up on him and his mother, when he had refused to tell me the hospital his mother was admitted to. Damien can be weird sometimes, always keeping to himself but regardless of his shortcomings, I still loved him with all my heart.
If he would just let me in, allow me to be by his side throughout this phase, I don't know why he shut me out of his life completely, I just hope he's fine.
I jolted out of my reverie when I heard someone knocking at the door.
I slowly dragged myself out of the bed and walked towards the door. I pulled the door open and met Emilia smiling at me.
"Gosh! Where have you been?" I half screamed, walking into the room, mad at her.
"I'm so sorry Ava, I've been busy with work" she said and I turned, facing her.
"Work? You have a job now?" I queried, surprised that I'm just hearing that.
"Well, yes. I was going to tell you, I swear" Emilia proclaimed.
"How long have you been working?" I asked, still feigning anger.
"Not long ago" she said vaguely, but I decided to let it go, not pushing any further.
"Well, I'm still mad at you" I retort, folding my arms beneath my chest.
"I'm so sorry Ava, okay I promise not to keep things away from you ever again" she bluffed.
"You promise?" I asked again, to be sure we are clear.
"Yes Ava" she said with a nod.
"Alright, alright, I forgive you, come here" I said with a smile, dragging her in for a hug.
As we broke off the hug, I could swear I saw a taunted look on her face, but it disappeared quickly as it came, turning into a smile. I smiled back at her, paying no attention to what I thought I saw.
"I have a lot of things to talk to you about" I say, dragging her with me to sit down.
"Really? Tell me everything then" she responded.
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Emilia's Pov
"So, my first ever client doesn't want me to dance for anyone else, he chose to remain anonymous, paying a whooping sum of money just for my sections, do you know the shocking part of all of this? I haven't even danced since our sections started, he wouldn't let me" Ava narrated, there she goes again, always feeling like the world revolves around her, acting like she's better than everyone else.
She's pretty and with a great body and so what?
Why does she keep getting things on a platter? Why I have to struggle for everything I have.
Always throwing it on my face that she's better than me.
But when I managed to seduce her boyfriend a long time ago, I was so happy that I finally got one thing that Ava cherishes the most.
I vowed to deal with her and with Damien by my side, everything went swiftly.
I convinced Damien that we can use Ava, she's always willing to do anything for Damien, so, yes it was easy to manipulate her.
She works her ass off, just to give it all to Damien, while I enjoyed with him.
She's so clueless, she thinks she's smart but she's not. Because, tell me why we've been able to manipulate and extort money from her for almost two years?
She's so dumb and so clueless.
"Emilia, Emilia" she called out, waving her hand in my face.
"Uhmmm, I'm here" I stuttered, jolting out of my trance and regaining my composure.
"No, you're not, have you been listening to all I've been saying?" she queried, gazing at me.
"Of course I smiled. So, he really paid that much just for a dance section with you?" I asked, trying to convince her that I've been listening to her.
"Hmmm," she hummed.
"Are you sure you're alright? You seemed lost, or did something happen at work?" she asked, this right here is a side of her that I hate the most, always acting like she's always there to save the day, Mother Theresa! I groaned inwardly.
"I'm fine Ava, just work stress" I managed to say, flashing her a forgery smile.
"Okay then, get some rest while I microwave something for you when you wake up and then you can tell me all about your new job and what you've been up to for the last few weeks" she suggested with a smile plastered on her face.
"No, Ava. You don't have to do that, I'm fine trust me, I'm here to spend time with my best friend and not to sleep, so go ahead and tell me all about your life as a private dancer" I teased, feigning a smile.
"Awww, that's so sweet to hear" she exclaimed.
"Well, nothing much has happened. Just that I'm worried about Damien" she said sadly. I rolled my eyes at the mention of Damien, showing full concern.
"What happened" I asked, not because I was concerned but just to make sure she wasn't suspecting him or anything.
"He's been distant, and I feel like he's shutting me out on his mother's condition, he wouldn't even let me visit them at the hospital" she let out, she seemed really perturbed.
I have to talk her out of it before she starts getting ideas into her head.
"What if he has his reasons?" I pointed out.
"With all you've told me about his mother's ailment, he might not want to get you worried, hence the reason why he's doing everything on his own, you know how much Damien loves you, I'm sure he will come around soon, just give it time" I said convincingly.
"I just want to be there for him, as his girlfriend, is that too much to ask for?" she asked.
"Of course not, just give it time" I persuade.
"I just can't wait to get this money for the surgery and then I can have my man back" she retorted.
I flashed her a smile, and then when she wasn't looking, I snickered.
"Enough about me, tell me more about your new job" she said dismissively.
Ava's PovI noticed Emilia was acting weird the last time she visited but I decided to wave that thought, it's just work stress like she said, I retort inwardly, trying to convince myself. Maybe Emilia is right about Damien, I'm just overthinking things and he's truly going through a lot, I understand if he wants to look after his mother without dragging me into it, I mean I was already doing all I can to raise money for the surgery, maybe he doesn't want to stress me any further. But deep down, I wanted him to let me in about everything. And slowly, my mind drifted off to the masked guy, my client who chooses to remain anonymous. I can't help but imagine what he looks like, seeing his body already sends shivers down my spineI wonder what I will do if I get to see him without the mask someday. I somehow prayed the day goes by quickly so I can get to see him again, he has a great sense of humor and most importantly he listens to me.Don't get me wrong, I'm not ogling my client or a
Ava's PovIt's been one hell of a boring weekend for me. Emilia seemed to have disappeared on me again.As I shrugged back to the backseat of the taxi, my thoughts spirals around, I reflected on how things I've been lately.I recalled how happy I was when Damien asked me out, the few early months of our relationship was blissful but then he changed even though he wouldn't admit it.He switched up on me, more like I couldn't recognize the man I fell in love with, he's distant, hardly checks up on and most importantly he cared less.I've seen all the red flags but for some reason I was still holding onto our happy moment. Hoping he would realize how much I'm hurting from his actions.I snapped back to reality when the driver notified me that we had arrived to my apartment. I had gone for grocery shopping. Perhaps that would help keep my mind afloat.I flashed the driver a warm smile, handing him a few dollars notes, and carrying the things I got from the mall to my apartment door.As I
Ava's Pov.Sarah had asked for us to meet and catch up. I jumped on the idea, eager to meet up with her.When I arrived, I'm stuck with how elegant the place is, the exterior is sleek and modern, the inside simple and luxurious with plush chairs and transparent tables.The soft lighting cast a warm glow to the place.I'm halfway down the coffee aisle when I spotted Sarah, sitting at one end of the bar, her eyes fixed on her phone, she looked different, more sophisticated.As I approached her, a warm smile spread across my face. "Sarah," I call out, my face beaming with a smile.Sarah turns, her face flushed, she looked like she was about to explode with excitement. "Ava! It's so good to see you again," she said, pulling me into a warm hug, she sounded really happy to see me.It makes me wonder though. "Aren't you mad at me?" I blurted out, unable to hide my surprise. We haven't talked since my aunt's burial.Sarah shakes her head, smiling slightly. "Nah, I get it. It wasn't easy for y
Ava's POV Sarah responds. "I always want to be there for you, Ava. That's what friends are for, right?"I couldn't have agreed more, Sarah is that friend that was there for me when I moved in with my aunt, even when the drama with my Dad got out of hand, she was there.I thought I needed to get rid of everything that reminds me of my aunt's death. I guess I let that got in the way of our friendship.But I'm so glad Sarah never gave up on our friendship, that's something I'd cherish henceforth."So, any prince charming yet?" Sarah asked, bringing me back to reality."Uhmm," I hesitated, things haven't been really rossy between Damien and I but truth is I still loved him.Even though I've been thinking a lot about Mr. Anonymous lately, I still couldn't place a finger to what I think I feel for him. Maybe it was mere admiration. Or perhaps, I see the Damien I really wanted in him.He's everything I want in Damien and more…"I have a boyfriend," I managed to say, my tone laced with uncer
Damien's POV"Where the heck are you coming from?" Emilia yelled, furrowing her brows at me as I entered the room the next morning."Oh my god! Not today, Emilia," I say, unbuttoning my shirt. Emilia drives me crazy sometimes.Emilia doesn't back down. "You went to see her, right? You fucked her?" She pressed further.I closed my eyes and take a few deep breaths, turning my attention to her. "And what if I did?" I let out, my attempt to stay calm is betrayed by a slight tremble in my voice. I was pissed.Emilia's eyes flickers with hurt, her expression falters. Quickly, she recovers as her voice perks up. "You fucking bastard!"Frustrated I moved closer to her. "Watch your tone, Emilia. Watch it!"Emilia snorted. "You're still a dickhead, Damien. You'd never change, why the heck would you fuck that bitch?" she says, "I see you're still into her, just like every other men out there lusting over her, what do you all even see in her?" She asked, her tone laced with anger.My face contort
Ava's POV I prepared and left my apartment in a flash, boarding the next available taxi to club forte.Adrenaline rushed through my veins as excitement crept in, the thought of seeing Mr. Anonymous makes my heart race faster. It's been torture not getting to see him.As I walk through the hallway, my heart sinks deeper with each passing second. I swing by Victoria's office for a quick chatter."Hey, Ava." Victoria retorted sharply as soon as she sighted me. "That was so fast!" She mouthed, giving me a side smirk.I cut her off sharply, clearing the air. "You know how much I need this money. So?" I retorted."Right. Well, he's in the VIP room,". Victoria retorted, giving me a reassuring smile.As I walked into the changing room, I could hear murmurs from the other strippers. They didn't fail to show the fact that they don't like me, maybe because I was close to Victoria or something, it's not like she gives me any preferential treatment or something. Maybe they were just being bitchy
Ava Vasquez"Ava darling, he's here, please don't keep him waiting for too long," Victoria said while walking closer to where I stood, lost in thought. "Hmmm," I hummed and turned to face her."Don't be like that Ava, I promise you it's not as bad as you think" Victoria said, patting my shoulders.I had just accepted to work in Victoria's club, club forte as a private dancer, I just had to do it to save Damien's mom, who is on the verge of dying if nothing is done.I love Damien so much that I can't imagine seeing him in so much pain, I still can't shake off the tears I saw in his eyes the last time I was at his place, he was really going through a lot and I just had to help.Even though I was yet to meet Damien's mom after dating him for three years now, well she seemed really sick and Damien said I was going to meet her when she gets better.I had to quit my other job, the money I was making there was barely enough to pay my bills, let alone help Damien out, I've sent all my saving
Lucien Rodriguez "Any news?" I queried my best bodyguard and private detective Jeff as he walked into one of my underground houses. "Yes boss," he said, bowing his head in respect. "Speak" I ordered. "She wants to work in club forte as a private dancer," he said and paused. I raised my eyebrows immediately, glaring at Jeff whose head was still bent, I stood up from the chair and paced nervously around the room. "And why is that? I thought she had a job?" I questioned. "She had quit her job two days ago, something about raising money to support her boyfriend's mom who is due for a heart surgery" Jeff retorted. "That cunning bastard put her up to this?" I asked frustratingly but at the same time, I tried to remain calm. "Book a section with her, she will only dance for me and no one else, offer the owner of the club any amount to get it done" I ordered sternly. I had fallen in love with a simple girl, I met her a few months back, and it was more like love at first sight I