Fleur’s point of view
FLASHBACK
Five Years Ago
Tonight is the night I'm losing my virginity. I know that I'm not the first girl to do this so as far as feeling like a paid pretty woman, I just think of it as losing it to an ex boyfriend. desperate times calls for desperate measures as what people say.
It's not a big deal losing it, for I was never interested in dating or had the urge to do it, so sex just wasn't on the menu! I've seen what relationship does to a person.
I grew up with my mother only. According to my mother, My father left us for another girl when I turned one, and that's fine because my mom rocks. She had me when she was just about to turn 21. She's an orphan so it makes sense that she got her strong personality for not having anyone from the start. She's brilliant, school and street smart but life didn't destined her to go to college.
She had to work three jobs so she could raise me. she had always instilled having an education will help you get somewhere, this is something no one can ever take away from you. It was hard to do all these but like i said she's a brilliant person. She was able to show me love by making time no matter what the occasion. She taught me to be innovative and practical about life. its family that matters.
Growing up, I didn't have all the luxury but because my mother was beautiful. She dresses very classy something I didn't learn. She would always have suitors; however, she would never be committed. I guess she was traumatised by what my dad did to her.
She vowed to never again fall in love and be stupid about it. She never talked about my father nor did i want to know for her world has become all about me and I came to know this at a young age of 11.
To win my mom, her suitors would give us all kinds of gifts even paid for our bills. This is a privileged of her beauty, but my mom has the wit that can match her look. If she knows she cant pay for certain things i needed in school she would somehow be good with insinuating things to her suitor.
She would let them sleep with her at times maybe because she's bored but never go into a whole relationship. none of her boyfriends ever slept over for she was scared that they might hurt or do something to me. She's very over protective sometimes but i grew up knowing that this is all coming from a good place. We also move from one city to another as she follows where the money pays better.
She's very good at leading any men who would stumble on her path. one of the greatest gifts she gave me is the knowledge to Never let any man use me and value yourself first. I'm glad that she's sexually open to me and this is why its not big of a deal to sell my virginity.
I love my mother so much and this is just a small payback for all that love.
It's just her and me against the world—what a cliche' and it is what it is.
I'm in my senior year and just recently turned 19 years old. I'm one year late in school because there's a time that we struggled, and I need to work full time to help my mom, she was agaisnt this but it was already too late when she found out that I dont attend any of my classes just so i could work full time. its the biggest fight we've ever had. I only did that for im feeling sorry on how hard she was working.
Her body was overworked and she doesnt believe in taking any vacation. It took a huge toll on her health. When we learned that my mother has cancer, and her insurance no longer covers the needed treatments. We have tried to talk to the people in the insurance company as to why suddenly the policy has changed but what can an ordinary person like me do. I was madly desperate to save my mother.
The idea of selling my virginity came from Vina.
My co-worker from the restaurant I'm doing part-time every weekend. She's our manager. I became close to her ever since she started working in our branch. She has become my sister always so thoughtful and very generous on giving me leeway on shifts to pick up for extra cash. I have no idea how she knew my situation but were living in a small town so I just assumed people talk.
I was on my break when Vina came up to me, holding on to a piece of crumpled paper. That day is also the day I got the letter from the culinary university stating that I got in but with no scholarship. I thought with all the hardwork and recommendations from all my teachers, I would get atleast one year of scholarship especially when everybody praised my admission letter.
This is supposedly my ticket to way out to struggling. Its what me and mother have been waiting for this whole time. This education can help me learn to sustain my own business. I can't be an employee forever.
When the opportunity was presented, I thought it was a joke. It even took me a week to decided and very skeptical. But when my mother collapse in the house while I was out working. It was a decision needed to be done.
We need the money.
This is such a no-brainer decision. It's just one night of protected sex that I wouldn't even remember, so I went ahead and took Vina's offer to auction me out in her secret society life. I didnt even think anyone would buy my virginty within hours. I was shocked at how the money was given the minute I signed the contract.
I'm not so skilled at putting makeup on but after attempting to do so, I doubled checked my bank account online and transferred the required money for mom's hospital bill. I couldn't believe that my virginity can get me a pretty hefty amount
I can pay off my mother's bill, and I can start my way to becoming a chef. Whatever is left with the money, it would probably last us two years and we can make it work.
"That's it! The money is spent." I say this loudly as I hear the ping on my phone for the payment confirmation.
I called my mom in the hospital to let her know everything will be alright. I couldn't be there with her for the man who has paid for my virginity has strictly schedule our meeting tonight.
I didnt know how to explain this to my mother so instead I lied about going to a meeting for a scholar funding. She so believed and my heart broke for she cried that her dreams for me is slowly coming true. I hung up the call before we start balling our eyes out.
A huge sigh more of relief that my mom is getting her treatment after this, I will force her to go to bahamas with me for a full week. I will convince her by saying its a gradutaion gift.
"No more backing out. It's just sex. maybe the client won't even do it. Who knows." i say this to myself talking in front of the mirror like a crazy person would.
The man scheduled this meeting two weeks after he paid. He wasn't in a rush; maybe he does this all the time. I have no idea who this person is,
Vina assured me it's safe since she did this herself and i trust her. I would get text messages from Vina about updates and details but never the identity of the buyer. She simply said its the lawyer that always on the front and never really met the guy.
She said its best to meet the client on the night so that it wouldn't give me so much anxiety or have some kind of attachment. I felt like she's a pro at this and doubted her a little but desperation over powered all that.
So tonight is the night I meet him.
As I stop mumbling, I quickly did a small retouch on my make up look, borrowing my mothers stash, I did a simple little dab of blush, I put in with a topliner mix with mascara finishing it with liner lipsticks that i cant seem to stop licking for the sweetness of it.
I didn't really know what to do with my hair I simply blow dried it and curling the bottom a little.
I decided not to wear anything sexy or fancy.
I don't want the person to think I'm some cheap girl, and It's just going to be a one night stand.
I laugh, thinking I would've worn a business suit if I own one to mean business, plus it's a one-time thing.
This will not even matter in the future.
I'm sure whoever ill be with in the future will accept me and didn't need this one night of my life to know, so I wore a simple white top, jeans with matching nude underwear.
While looking in the mirror, I tell myself this:
I'm there to sell one of the essential commodities that matter, and that is my virginity, nothing else.
I made sure that I smell good and that I look presentable.
I heard the doorbell buzz.
I opened my door without peeking through the peephole, for I already know who it will be.
A tall good looking, well-groomed man in a black suit with a sleek haircut greeted me with his nice pearly white teeth.
Is this the man who I'm sleeping with tonight?
"Hello, good evening, ma'am. My name is Dan. I'm here to pick you up and bring you to the location."
"Hi, Dan... I'll just grab my things and head out in a minute."
"Sure, ma'am ill be waiting in the car."
I find it strange how he knew who I was right away. I guess he wasn't the guy who I'm sleeping with with tonight... probably some old fat guy... oooh god.
Maybe I should drink alcohol before doing the deed.
I am now getting nervous. this is the first time that it hits me.
It is happening. I need to suck this one up, anything for my mother.
I got my bag, locked the front door, and walked straight to a fancy black car.
The drive was quiet.
I didn't want to make any small talk, nor did Dan offer any. All I hear is my deep breathing and letting out a loud one every minute to calm me.
I would catch him look at me from the rearview mirror from time to time.
As we get to our destination.
I've seen a long stretch of a driveway with multiple security gate access before we could reach the entrance. there were alot of greenery and huge trees surrounding the mansion.
I was dropped off at the most lavish door that anyone can have. the door were so tall, it felt like its made for giants. the design were so modern. It's simply breathtaking. I look back over my shoulder and see that this mansion had a huge front lawn that screams all the modern luxury in the world with lots of cameras. This person must be really set and whats with the cameras.
I'm not going to lie; I'm now regretting that I didn't dress up for this. What in the world was I thinking not dressing up. I am double nervous. My feet are numb, and I can't seem to move.
Everything now has become a blur!
Fleur’s Point of ViewDan has called me to come in. I hesitated for abit but Dan has taken my hand and lightly pulled me to stepped inside seeing how shy I got. The inside of the mansion was exactly what I want for my own house, its a modern minimalist style. You could tell the designer took time to well plan the whole thing. it was just magnificent. The floor is marble white that it compliments the ceiling giving it an incredible feel to it. Its so huge that the first thing i thought about is how many people does it take to clean and maintain this kind of household. My eyes were so busy looking around in so much wonder. I turn my back when another person has joined us.An assitant wearing one of the nicest chic attire greeted Dan, and he instructed her to bring me to a certain room I couldn’t hear all the other stuff he was telling her for I am still numb at the same time s
Mario’s point of viewOne month later!This is such an exciting night to remember for I'm finally meeting Fleur that annoyingly took a month long!the second she walked in, I could tell her anxiety is up, She failed to hide the scared expression her body shows. I expected her to wear something slutty. For usually, women would dress outlandish clothes just to impress me. I am guessing she didn't care to, or maybe she lacks experience. She looks so young and pure the more I want to ravish her. Her top is loose on her, but anyone can tell her breast are big! As I come closer her beauty just pulls me in right even more. I tease her to get a reaction by invading her personal space.She looks up and straight into my eyes without saying anything. her lips parted a little while her hands travel to my neck. I can smell her
Fleur’s point of viewI am not fighting back Mario. No freakin way!It's just not a smart move especially after getting a sample on how hard he could beat me. I like films and I’ve seen too many movies with the girl getting beaten up badly, and for what?? when she could just easily outsmart assholes like Mario.I can't afford to get my face ruined when I'm seeing my mother today. I don't want her to worry about me even more and add to her growing stress. I look at the digital watch and sees that I'm late for my mother's operation. I'm not too fond of the fact that I didn't even get the chance to talk to her before she goes into her surgery. I want to call her butMario's maid took my phone last night. What if something has happened to my mother already? My brain suddenly went into panic
Fleur’s point of viewI walk back to my mothers room, feeling emotionally exhausted. I’m glad to see my mother resting and still asleep.She must've been drained and in a lot of pain. Anyone can tell that she has gone through surgery. She has lost a lot of weight during the past months of chemotherapy. Her hair just started growing back when the cancer attack her system again. Her cheeks were sunken her lips were so dry and not the usual pink. There's also noticeable dark circles under her eyes.Her injectable dosage increased from the last time she was in the hospital. This is her second procedure and it really took its toll. I breathe deep seeing the condition my mothers state was, but I know she's a fighter and very hopeful that we can get through this.I sat next to her an
Mario’sPoint of viewIt's been exactly five months and two weeks since the last time I saw her in person. She has tried to reach out to me but I opted not to have any communication for I know that I'm not gonna be able to stop myself from possessing all of her.I get out of my car, and I see Fleur looking so damn beautiful through the vast window only wearing a plain top and jeans. She lost a lot of weight.I check her petite form and it is only now that I thought about how much I miss her body but I need to be patient for, in the end, this will all pay off.I forgot how more attractive she is in person. Her beauty is so precious that even all the cameras installed in the cottage can't capture and don't give it justice.
Mario's Point of viewMy heart was persecuted seeing my girl tear up in pain as I took her ass, knowing what she just went through, but I can't have her misbehaving. She needs to learn to obey. She needs to submit to me before things get out of hand. I dont know whats gotten to me while I was in the tub, but I felt that she was getting comfortable and would think that i'm getting lenient. If somehow this attitude pro long thinking were equal she would soon have the nerve to demand for things like her freedom. I have to be careful with her otherwise, I will be the one who's end up getting hurt, I cant afford that again. She needs to learn who's in charge.She fell unconscious as I kept my thrust hard, but I can't stop fucking her. She feels so good. I feel a little blood drip, and it makes me happy that I fully claimed her.
Mario's point of viewAs much as I want to stay with her and cuddle for the rest of the night. I felt bad for pushing her earlier but I still need to work on my temper dealing with her. I needed to go back to the restaurant to fix a few things with Ambers family. I knew that was a bad idea to have dinner in that restaurant. Her father remained one of the most closest allies to our clan and he is known to be a sensitive man if you decline one offer. I just have to have a few drinks and bid them a good night. For i'm beyond excited to bring Fleur to the island and have her to myself.I know that changing the scenery for Fleur is a good idea. so she won't be reminded so much of her mother's passing. I watch her cry many nights, anticipating the dreadful day of losing her mother. Her mother seemed to be a good woman
Fleur's Point of viewThe water seems to calm me down just like back at the lake house. Mario's wealth is truly enromous for having owning such beautiful properties. I couldn't believe he owns this whole Island at his age. I tried to ask him questions but he seems to be very good at swaying answers and when he does that, I dont push for it, I dont want to be misunderstood as someone who tries to dig in gold. This whole ordeal is making me nervous for this isnt me, sure I wanna to live a life that's comfortble but somehow I want to earn it myself.Its trully is very relaxing, I used to imagine what it would be like to have such a life. I let out a deep breath just looking at the most serene view but I can't help to think about what would happen if I get used to this. In a snap, if Mario gets bored of me,I'm gonna have to say good bye to all of this serenity. I shouldn't allow myself to get attached, I know better.I can already tel
Oscar's Point of view The island looked so dashing from above here, It's the one thing I want the most because of one person and that is Aileen, She's that one girl who tried to get away but not for long. The pilot in command has informed me to buckle up for were landing in a few minutes. My deal with Mario worked perfectly well for the both of us, he gets his girl and I get my girl, a fair trade. I requested my driver to take me to the island workers accommodations as quickly as I got off the plane. I know exactly which house Aileen would be as soon as I walked into this massive village with all the staff; it's as though my feet had their own mind. I've got the key card ready and I can't wait to claim Aileen.
Mario's PovThe saying is true for every successful man, there's a woman behind it. Fleur is the source of all my motivation; in order to keep her safe, I had to do something no one else has done before: put in the future of weapons. Walking in my father's shoes has always been put in my head growing up. No one had foreseen that I could surpass his kind of status. I no longer need to take a back seat from anyone. My father has grown weak from trying to please other members of the high table. The first bidding was just a taste, a simple taste that piqued everyone's interest and enticed exclusive clients to return for more.
Fleur's POVThe last thing I saw was Mario getting shot in front of me while men held me in place. I've always imagined shooting him for the past two years, and now that it happened in front of me, I didn't expect to feel miserable. Before he died, Mario attempted to save me. He genuinely cared for me. Even if it's twisted, it's always passion. It's more than lust to take a bullet for someone like me who Mario can quickly substitute and dispose of. All of these new emotions and realizations are gushing right through me.Mario always said that he would never let me go and that he loved me. I had no more defense left with Mario's feelings; I was confused and afraid of his way. I focussed more on the pain he might inflict instead of the lavish life he's been p
Mario's PovPresentIt wasn't as bothersome as it had been the first week after Fleur had left. In reality, I needed her gone while I dealt with the situation and my father's temper.She did half the work, and gave me more time to figure out what went wrong with the demo. The only reason I'm not breaking her legs and chaining her in the basement is because of this. She knows in the back of her mind that there's still a high probability I'm coming for her, but she chooses to ignore it and acts as nothing had happened nonetheless. I'm quite pleased to know that she remained a good girl and refrained from dating anyone. Had anybody touched her, things would have been dreadfully different, if so.
Fleur's Point of viewIt's been a week now, and I'm sitting in the same room, afraid to leave the motel. I became a madwoman who was weeping around the room and laughing at one point and sunk a minute again thereafter. I can't help that I know he'd undoubtedly break my bones if I get captured. He wouldn't kill me, but surely he would let me live and continue torturing me.I rock back and forth in bed, afraid of being watched. I wake up horrified, dreaming of Mario's handsome face lying next to me, his muscular arm wrapping around my waist until I couldn't move, touching me down south that's starts with pleasure and ends up being bloody,but happy that I wake up and I'm in the same motel room minus Mario.I haven't had any proper sleep because I'm stil
Mario's Point of viewIt took one month, in the making, for this diamond ring to finish. A 19-carat cushion cut diamond with a thin, delicate pave band covered in smaller diamonds is what Fleur deserves. It's a beautiful ring, but knowing her, she'd rather have some alone time at the lake house. These are the only demands that are consistent. She developed a strong connection to it. It possibly reminds her of her mother. I don't mind, but she should be able to indulge in some luxury shopping now and then, rather than just when I force her to.She no longer gives me a reason to beat her. She knows perfectly well to have some discipline around me and not to push my buttons. Things are l
Fleur's PovWeddings are usually joyous moments, but it'll be the total opposite when the bride is forced to Wed the groom of her not liking. I sit silently at the very well-styled table next to Mario. The Food served was presented elegantly and very delicious. The whole reception looks incredibly glamorous, as if it was two of the biggest celebrity having their union tied. Everyone is wearing white as part of the theme.I look at Amber, who's seated a few tables away, sulking and wearing one of the most beautiful wedding dresses I've ever seen. She didn't hide her disgust towards her groom Oscar who's looking drunk. Perhaps Oscar was forced and
Mario's Point of viewFleur's body limps soft as I choke her. I ceased squeezing her tiny neck when I felt her body stop to struggle. I glide the back of my index finger on the beaded sweats on her forehead before letting her lay flat. She's truly captivating. I'm hooked to my core. I will kill anyone who takes her away. I will even go up against my father; however, I'm very confident that it wouldn't reach that level for my plan will pull through, and I can marry Fleur freely with no reservation. Intense deep of total submission is all I want around Fleur, perhaps an obsession or love as what they call it. Love.This word. Fleur has become my drug. I'm an addict that will never recover from her. After I fix myself a stiff liquor drink, I sat next to Fleur, just staring at her beautiful sleeping form.Never would I ever thought I'm capable of saying such a word. After my sister's engagement, my father has becom
34Readers, thanks for the support!Love love you!Fleur's Point of viewRemoving the tracker off my body was more painful than inserting it; however, I'm grateful that Mario had it taken out the minute I arrived in the lake house but not before he had me three times that day. He mentioned how impressed he was with me meeting his father, and I deserve this break.I stand by the patio entrance looking at the lake's calmness as I wait for Grace to finish cooking our lunch. I hear her singing in the background. The same old Grace, it's always nice to have her around. She has that touch with people, not like the people I've recentl