Chapter 3

Sarina

"What do you accept?" he asked like a fool.

"Shit, sir, you know what I'm talking about.”

"Are you nuts?" he asked again.

"Not really, I'm just saying."

"What?"

"Sir!"

"Make it clear because I don't understand anything you're saying. What are you accepting? What do you want to say?” I would have said he was just annoying me if it wasn't for his surprised face. But anyway, I'm sure this guy is just giving me a hard time because he may know what I'm talking about.

"Fine, it looks like your offer is closed," I said, but he said nothing. "Just allow me to take a leave—the one with pay, huh?"

"Why?" he asked more.

“I will find a rich man who was also willing to pay me 10 million for a year fuck.” I said.

"Ah, is that what you're accepting? You should have made it clear."

"So, will you give me a week's leave?" I asked.

"You think there is a man in his right mind who would agree to do that to you?"

"You even offered me. Why? Are you out of your mind?" I replied. Does he think I won't be able to find a man like that?

“I'm blind and can't walk; you think I'm normal? If I didn't have a disability, do you think I would offer you something like that? What makes you lucky?”

"You know, you're arrogant when all you have is money!” I said, annoyed.

"You’re talking to me like I'm not your boss. Remember that I pay you a lot."

"Also, remember that you are very stubborn, and the fact that you always show your dick that is the size of a toothpick will put you in jail. If I was a little soft, you would have been sued."

"How can you sue me when you want to see my nakedness? Besides, it looks like a toothpick!” he exclaimed, and I wanted to laugh out loud how big and round his eyes were, but I stopped myself, of course. "Your pussy will be ruined when I stick this on you. Well, call Aries.”

"Why do I need to call your assistant?"

"So that I can prepare our contract. After all, you agree so I can prove that my dick is far from a toothpick; I’m going to bury this deep inside you and break your walls."

"You know, sir, you are rich and look like an educated person, but your mouth is very vulgar. You’re like some unemployed men on the street. Maybe they are better at choosing the words to use," I said.

"I don't care; the important thing is that I am more aroused when I use such words. That's why you got to have a dirty mouth when I’m fucking you," he replied. We were just talking, but I couldn't help but feel the wetness in my panties. Our conversation has become so dirty and far from how we talked in the past few days. "And since you agree, I need to know if you’re worth my 10 million."

"How do you need to know?" I wondered.

"Come closer and let me touch you first, suck your nipples if it tastes good," he said.

"You have no shame, Maximus! What do you think of me, food that you need a free taste?"

"Why? I just want to make sure. What if you're a virgin, but you taste bland?"

“Bland?” I exclaimed. It's shocking. Does it taste like that? It's salty, as far as I know!

"Of course, what I like in pussy is the sweet one."

"Hey, if your offer still stands, there will be no taste. I want to sign a contract, but forget about your free taste."

"Then don't. I‘m not the one who needs money," he said, making him earn a glare from me.

"How did you know I needed money? Were you listening to my conversation with my mother?" I asked angrily.

"Are you crazy? Does one have to be smart just to know that? Well, you didn't agree at first, of course. Now that you do, you have a reason for it, and it’s money that you’re getting out of this agreement. And because the reason is money, you need a lot because if it's small and you can pay it in a certain time, you should have asked for an advance or taken a loan," he said at length with a point. "I'm crippled and blind, Sarina, not stupid."

"I'm not saying you're stupid!" I shouted back. I really wanted him to finally have his eyesight back so he knew how I glared at him.

"Get my cell phone," he said, so I did. Then I saw him speed dial something before putting it to his ear. "Aries, prepare my condo and the contract." Then it's over. What's that? Aries already knows what he's going to do.

Maximus handed me his cell phone, which I took and placed on his bedside table again. "I'm going to bring this tray downstairs," I said.

"Wait," he stopped me. "Don't forget, I still need my free taste, so come back here immediately." I rolled my eyes and was about to leave his room when he said something again. "Pack your things, too. We will transfer to my condo and live there." I didn't say anything, and he was waiting for my response. "Sarina, can you hear me?"

"Yes!" I snorted at him as I walked to the door.

"After you pack, come right back here for my free taste!" he yelled until I got out of his room; I couldn't believe it. Our trading seemed very natural. Shameless, I traded my body.

As he said, I packed all my things. I don't know what he thought when he decided to move to his condo. Wait, doesn't he intend to make the most of his 10 million? It sucks.

When I entered his room, I asked, "What will you take when we leave?" I was surprised because he was already dressed, so I couldn't stop looking at him. "Miracle of miracles, what did you eat when you dressed yourself?"

"I can dress myself, Sarina," he said as he rolled his wheelchair closer to me. "Where are your things?"

"In my room," I answered.

"Let's go get it and leave," he said, so I started walking towards the door and, as he said, pushing his wheelchair. We first went to my room to get my suitcase and then to the elevator. Yes, there is an elevator, and it's for him, so anytime he wants to get down, he can get down. His grandmother did that before she left for England for vacation. Still, I don't think she has any plans to return because it was only the first week I was working with Maximus when she left, but it's been over three months now, and she hasn't returned.

I sigh in relief because he seems to have forgotten his free taste. It's not that I'm hopeful about that part; it's quite different. I still can't quite get over agreeing to the setup he wanted, which I didn't even think about. But I can't do anything because of my family's situation. As the saying goes, when you're in trouble, hold on to Maximus’ dick. Shit! I guess my saying is wrong.

"Here it is, sir," Aries said with a smile before handing me the envelope he was holding, which I knew was the contract. We were at the condo, and Maximus and I found him there when we arrived.

"Okay, you can leave us now," my pervert boss said.

"Okay, sir," was his reply before leaving.

"Read them," Maximus ordered as he leaned back on the couch, looking like he wasn't blind and tripled. I opened the envelope, took the documents, and started reading.

"Why is marriage necessary?" I exclaimed. I didn't miss it because it was written there that we had to get married.