I'm sorry...

"I'm sorry, Apollo."

"APOLLO? HA!" his voice has become lower, his lips are now on my ears, and… but… it's scarier. "Who told you?"

Huh?

What is he trying to ask?

"What do you mean?”

"Who told you you can call me that?" he asked.

"What should I call you, then?" I asked, as low as I could. As submissive as I can.

"Nevermind, I'm not on the names now," he said. 

He's calmer this time. 

But not me and my tears. 

"I told  you to stay quiet, and I will do the rest. I told you that clearly, but how dare you mess up everything?"

I can't say anything. I was just looking downward, while I sat on his bed, and he was on the side of me, nagging. 

I took  a deep sigh, and bit my lower lip.

"What have you done to my image, Beatrix? What would they tell me about you? I'm afraid to even come back."

"Maybe you should hire a different pretend wife," I said, nearly cracking up, almost bursting into tears.

There were a few tears that were escaping, but it's manageable. 

"I'm sorry, did I hear you right?" he asked. 

Slowly, I nodded. "I can't believe, too, that I'll be this mess. I tried so hard to be meticulous at all times, but I just can't… I'm illiterate."

I'm still keeping those silent tears to come out little by little and then I'm wiping it off as soon as it lands on my cheek. 

Apollo can't reply. He was dumbfounded, out of words. A long silence prevailed.

It broke when someone called me. 

Nurse calling…

In no time, I answered it. Please let it be a good thing. 

"Hello?" I asked. 

"Come to the hospital. Now."

There's nothing I received, just that, and she hangs up. 

What's happening?

I'm trembling.

My hands are moving on its own, it's literally numb. Every finger, I can't… ahhckkk. 

Okay, I need to try.

Andrei needs me more than anyone now. 

"Hey," Apollo said. "What's wrong? Do you really have to answer that? Is that even important? more important than my anger?"

I glared at him. 

From head to toe. not saying anything, and headed out. 

I wanted to shout. I wanted to tell him everything that's bugging me right now, the reason I chose to deal with his arrogant attitude. 

But I have no time for that. I can't even feel my own hands. 

I was crying in the elevator, while I was praying it was nothing serious, while I was hoping Andrei is still fine, still fighting to live. 

Everything— I will do for him. He was still too young to be deprived from living this beautiful life. 

He still has a lot to do.

I remember when our parents were still alive. 

Andrei used to draw me, as his subject. 

Little by little, his mistakes are fading. He's getting nearer to perfecting my portrait. 

But it never happened. 

He never drew me again. 

Oh Andrei. Can I take your sickness away from you? Can I be the one experiencing the pain rather than you?

Inside the jeep, in the hallway of the hotel, on the road, and in the hallway, my eyes won't stop from crying. 

"W-What happened? Why are they…"

"He had a heart attack. It's been 30 minutes, and they were still resuscitating Andrei. Rix, he's in pain too," said the nurse. 

I shook my head. I know what she's trying to say. but no, there is no giving up, Andrei. 

"Can I get inside?" I asked. 

The nurse simply said no. 

I yelled, threw tantrums, cried, and sat at the edge of the room. 

"No, Andrei. Your big sister will fight, so do your part too. Please," I murmured.

***

It's been two days. 

Andrei is in a good condition… for now. 

He was too lucky because not everyone can survive resuscitation. However, he was still asleep. 

The doctor told me he still had a higher chance of waking up because there was a minimal response from his hand.

It made me feel positive. 

"Rix, how about you take a leave?" It was my manager. 

I've been going on a shift every night, and then went straight to the hospital to personally nurse andrei. Maybe she was a bit worried about me. 

"I'm fine, Madam Glo. don't worry about me. besides, I need this more than anything."

She still insisted. She tries to state any reasons for me to break with everything, but I just can't. 

Actually, I was planning to find a new job, since the sideline I almost got from Apollo is now at stake. 

There's no contract signing happening so I guess, there'll be no problem with that. 

"I'm willing to cover up your shift," said Charis. "If you're that worried about your work, I will do it for you."

"Oh, Charis…" I hugged her. 

"Here, please consider this as additional payment to Andrei's surgery. It's not much, but I hope it could help," said Cheska. 

Trixie and Harley gave money too. 

I can't help my eyes, it's tearing up again. I'm covered with tears.

I shouldn't be ashamed of it. 

***

I explained madam Glo that I won't leave my job, and no one will cover it up for me. 

Personal life is always separated from professional life. 

I'm illiterate but I know that simple fact about life. 

I look at the mirror.

Maybe, this face had been stressed out. And I need to get back on my feet again. 

I looked fresher, cleaner, and hotter. 

"Who's ready to rock my world, Madam Glo?" I asked. 

She laughed and tapped my shoulder. She was also shocked to see me in a new attire and thick make up.

"Whoa, Rix! you look beautiful,huh?" said Harley. 

"Always has been!" I said. 

"You radiate your positive energy. I was even getting shy of my own problems because of how deep yours is," said Charis, looking down. 

"What? Come on, we had our own battles to fight. First rule, never compare yourself to others," I said. 

She winked at me and pointed a gun-made in her finger, and I did too. 

Madam Glo called me up again for the new VVIP customer, so Charis, Harley, and i's conversation had been cut short. 

"Coming!" I said with a huge smile on my face. 

"But it was different this time, Rix," said Madam Glo. 

I narrowed my eyes. 

"Hmm? How is it different?"

"He wants you to serve him the drinks while you're blindfolded."

Blindfold? Is he serious? What kind of show does he want me to do, then?

"Alright, I'm in! It's not like I had a choice?" I asked, and giggled.

"Just bring him this bucket of ice, he already ordered," said Madam Glo. 

She assisted me until the door opened, and left me there with no assistance as I walked inside. 

What if I trip? o shit.

I wore a ruffled skirt and a crop top. If I ever go on a trip, my skirt will show up in my panties, which is the only thing I had.

I forgot to put on my cycling.

The customer assisted me as I sat down beside him. 

No words are coming from each of us, but there's this slow music that travels to my ear.

The music is kind of turning on the sleeping lustful spirit of my body. 

Is he doing this on purpose?

I felt his touch.

He played with my nipples using his thumb, while still not inserting it inside. 

Fuck, he's torturing me!

"Are you mad?" he asked in a familiar tone. 

Do I know him?

The rub is getting faster and faster… my cunt is beginning to get wet. 

"This is not what I'm here for. But fuck, you're so."

I felt his touch on my nipples again, outside of my shirt. It's getting hard. I could barely breathe, the sensation was so hot. 

Slowly, his hand traveled inside my crop top. His wet hand is okay with my nipples.

I moaned as he slowly cupped my breast. 

Fuck. I never knew touching your breast could be this hot.

His hands are now in my legs.

Damn, I can't help. I need to satisfy him too. 

My hands traveled to his pants, to his zipper, and to his dick. 

He was just rubbing my legs, it's making me hotter, and he inserted a finger inside. 

"Aah.."

It was just a little moan. But when he bit my ears as gently as possible, when he licked my neck…

"Are you still mad?"

"Why are you asking that? I just met you?"

"You didn't."

I removed my blindfold. 

"APOLLO?" I was furious!

Although I know how I looked, and it's a total mess, embarrassing to be exact, I ran away to the kitchen.

"I'm sorry Harley, I'll hide here first okay?" I said.

I didn't wait for him to respond and just budged in. 

There's a cook here, a lot of them. 

It's hot, but at least, no Apollo is here. 

I sat down on the corner of the room and hugged my body. 

They were all men. There's no apollo, but there's a lot of maniacs. 

I was about to go, but Apollo appeared.

"GET OUT!"

Does he have the authority to do that? How about the customers?

"RIX, COME OUT, NOW!"

Oh, it was me that he's referring to.  but I won't give in. never!

I came inside the storage room and hid from there. 

I know he saw me, but at least there'll be lesser people who'll get affected by our little fights. 

***

He's choking me with his hand, only for a few minutes. and then after that, he slides it down my cleavage. 

He sucked his thumb, and pressed my nipple again..

"W-What…"

"I'm your guest, after all."

Shit.

His other hand traveled again inside my cunt. He ripped my panties! FUCK!

Gently, he pushed his finger inside. He played it as if I was a guitar, and he was playing too well. 

"I’m sorry if I offended you last time," he said.

"You know I can't respond as myself because I'm under your hypnosis by doing this, right?"

"That's the point," he said. 

I moaned. 

"You're torturing me. just come inside!" I commanded. 

"Oh, you like it?"

"Please, I do!"

His hard dick is now out. 

I ripped his undies too, and sucked it deep throat. 

Slowly, I licked it and sucked it. Just like him, I tortured him too. 

I'm sucking it faster only to make it slower. 

His ass can't take it anymore. 

Apollo cleaned up the table and sat me there. 

The door has a mini window… There's so many watching us. but Apollo and I don't care.

I opened my leg, real wide. 

"You want this?" he asked while playing with his head on the surface of my cunt.

"Oh, fuck…" I moaned and gripped on his shoulder. 

I bit my lower lip, and pushed him inside me.by hugging him.

"You can't wait anymore?" he asked.

"You're so talkative. I thought they said you like silence?" I asked.

His lips curled, he then moved his lips on my ears, and said, "But not in bed."

Aaahh… he's going faster and faster! he hit my spot, my spot!

Oh my god.

"So, accept the contract, and I will pay you what you price."

"Do you really have to go this far just to ask me that?"

"I'm sorry… this is how I apologize."