LOVE IS A FARCE

CHAPTER 2 LOVE IS A FARCE

WARNING!

THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS LIGHT (SEXUAL, SUICIDAL, DANGEROUS, EXPLICIT) SCENES AND WORDS NOT SUITABLE FOR PEOPLE BELOW 18 YEARS OLD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISKS!

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

JUST BEWARE!

Besides, he can make them scream in pleasure even without the need to fucking them completely.

Amadeus arrived in no time outside a building and called the woman at once. He is a certified playboy but he made sure to remember important details about his playmate before anything else, cause it amuses him whenever they get ahead of themself for thinking that they are too special to be remembered when in fact he simply has a brain that would easily digest information a lot faster than an average person.

Knock knock

Hearing the light knock on his car windows, Amadeus was displeased at once. He put his cars a little higher in importance than his woman so he had a strong opinion against people scratching his car.

Outside the car is a woman clad in rather bold clothing. Her breasts are barely covered by a bright pink sheer cloth that appears to be a shirt cut till her bra bands. Because of its sheerness, her bra was slightly visible and she also wore a short skirt that would make her ass free for everyone to see with her slightly leaning forward.

Amadeus didn't like it at all. The time when he picked her up, she was looking decent and well educated. A proper ladylike most of his women, but seeing her now, he almost had an urge to leave her now and break up.

But since it is his ritual to take them to dinner after the 24 hours of flirting with them, Amadeus silently endured the disgust he felt and drove the car immediately to the place to finish what he started.

“How do I look? Do you like it? And I noticed it’s near the boutique I told you about with the dress, can we stop by later?” she asked at once after they settled at the private room he got. Every day, he had a reservation in the place since he always takes the women here to break up with them right after. Amadeus was already known to the workers of the restaurant so it was not a surprise to see him every time.

They can only shake their heads in helplessness and continue working since they have no say in the matter.

“You look rather…..colorful” he frankly answered while eyeing her carefully then his eyes left her body at once as if he could not bear looking at her for a little longer. People say a woman looked like an angel. However, she looked more like a mating bird than an angel. She was like a frustrated cockatoo blabbering her bright pink lips at him, spouting nonsense that he does not even give a fuck at all. He ached to leave the place at once, but it would break his ritual if he did.

“B-But” her words were cut short when a waiter arrived to place the food they got. Amadeus didn’t waste any time and pretended she did not exist to swallow the food. It would be a waste to do so.

Right when desert came, Amadeus removed the bib on his neck and placed it on the table. He placed a card on the table and said; “You can get the things you wanted, anything today, use this one.”

Her eyes rounded in surprise and delight but before she could even rejoice, Amadeus dropped the bomb at her and gave no way for any arguments as he directly left before she could utter a thing.

“Today is my treat, the card has half a million inside and I don’t care what you do with it, just use it whatever you like and treat it as compensation. I will be leaving, I wish I could say you were the most special person in the world, but you're not. 24 hours is over, best of luck finding your next target.”

Amadeus was never lenient with anything, he would never sugarcoat his dislike towards someone so it was slightly not a surprise for her to be dumped after dinner. She had long felt it was coming since everyone knew Amadeus’ little tricks of break up after dinner. She felt bad but she could guess that he had long lost interest. She didn't even think that he was never interested, to begin with.

After he left the restaurant, he settled the bill and rode his car towards the nearest bar, maybe he will find a new target or if not, it doesn’t matter.

He entered the place and saw people being wasted all over the place, some people were already throwing suggestive glances at him but he didn’t care, he was used to it.

He sat on the bar counter and asked for a glass of hard liquor at once. Suddenly two women came right after the other and sat at the stool beside him. He knew immediately that they were trying to hit on him. But they think too far ahead, no one has managed to catch Amadeus, and no one will ever.

“Hey handsome, You seem familiar. You look a lot like my future boyfriend.” the woman at his left voiced.

“Ohh whatever Trisha, hey hottie, do you believe in love at first sight?”

“Love?” he coldly uttered, his deep voice sounded threatening and yet they had no clue and still disturbed him. “Love is a farce, it’s not true nor will it be.

"Part of the whole attraction process is strongly linked to physiological arousal as a whole," he explained then added; “You all thought it was love, how ignorant. Typically, that's going to start with things like increased heart rate, sweating, and so on,"

He raised his head and swirled the liquor in his cup before he smiled dangerously out of nowhere, his eyes reflected sarcasm as if what they said sounded like a joke.

“The brain sends signals to the adrenal gland, which secretes hormones such as adrenaline, epinephrine, and norepinephrine. They flow through the blood and cause the heart to beat faster and stronger, it’s nothing but your imagination and false assessment. Or either, you believe in fanatical, unrealistic made-up things. A fool”

The women sat in awe with how Amadeus displayed his disgust with the very word of love, they were excited to see a handsome young man, looking capable.

“Well, I can teach you about love!”

“Anna, don’t be ridiculous! I got him first! Back off!” the other one complained, though, Amadeus was not in the mood for their arguments.

“Was that the best you could get? Child’s play” he said while eyeing the woman arrogantly. ”Hold still. I’m trying to imagine you with a personality. I reckon you haven’t even finished college and you’re right here trying to get fucked.”

Amadeus may be a heartbreaker and a big player, but he has his bars set high, he won’t settle for childish actions and women like these beside him certainly had each other’s throat just for a man. It was laughable and disgraceful.

“How dare you insult us! You’re just a handsome man but I bet you have nothing to prove yourself as well.” challenged, Amadeus turned to her and pinched her chin before lifting it high enough to have her look straight at him in the eye.

“Sweetheart, I have long been in the industry of flirting, while you just got on the boat to the island. And I am not insulting you. I am describing you.” He paused for a while and removed his hands on her chin and scoffed as if he was disgusted by the very sight of her.

Her eyes started to water under his reprimanding and she felt wronged, Amadeus surely doesn’t give a shit about her and left the counter. He thought he would have fun but women these days seem to have their intelligence gradually receding.

His clear rejection for love started long ago, and it irritates him whenever someone speaks of it as if it was something very special when it’s not.

He settled his bill and left the women comforting each other. They looked beautiful, they were just not his cup of tea. He did not like the immaturity their eyes held cause it reminded him of a woman who looked pure and beautiful but actually hid her horns pretty well.

He once believed in this shitty thing called love, but after being betrayed by someone he trusted and believed would be there for him whenever he needed and loved him for who he is regardless of the status, his hope for love diminished the longer women flocked towards him with clear intentions.

Amadeus got back to his penthouse near his company building and went to rest early. His aim of playing tonight had brought him irritation instead of destressing.

“How troublesome” he uttered. He glanced at the wall clock at the far corner and finished the Henri IV Dudognon Heritage Cognac Grande Champagne he had in his glass in one gulp and washed up before going to bed.

He read a few more emails on his phone before he decided to sleep, it was already his routine, he can’t be too leisurely even if his Empire’s foundation is strong enough to withhold for years even when he is away, but he is a man who wants things sure and won’t be able to waste his time.

Meanwhile, at the opposite side of the city, a woman clad in a white robe, rectangular glasses at the bridge of her nose while her hair was kept into a neat bun with the ends of her hair softly curled, draping at her back.

Her legs crossed underneath the table while she busied herself with her paperwork.

TBC

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