Chapter Five- Debt

Chapter Five

I observed from a distance, my silence enveloping me as I attempted to gather my thoughts and find the right words to address him. But his words were a jumbled mess, I could only imagine what he was up to.  I struggled to comprehend what he was driving at, unable to grasp the essence of his ramblings.

His lips formed the phrase "work for me" repeatedly, yet his smile held a sinister edge. It sent a chill down my spine, a warning that this man was up to no good. My breath grew heavy, each exhale punctuated by a pant.

"You're unbelievable," I muttered to myself, shooting him a glare as I noticed the mischievous glint in his eyes. The mere thought of being in his presence enraged me, causing my blood to boil and my skin to crawl.

I remained silent, allowing him to continue. It's obvious that he was heading somewhere, I needed clarity, fully aware that there was a hidden agenda behind his words. First, it was the club, and now... some sort of personal work with him.

His mischievous smile spoke volumes, revealing a carefully calculated motive behind his actions. There was no doubt in my mind that he had something up his sleeve. I couldn't get answer by mere silence and gathered words to say to him;

"What kind of work do you expect me to do for you? I mean, what exactly is this work you are talking about?" I inquired, holding my breath in anticipation of his response.

He chuckled, his voice dripping with amusement. "Well... this work will benefit both of us. Trust me on this; there's no need to worry, I'm not a selfish man. Quite the opposite, actually. I am considerate"

His answer only served to deepen my confusion. It left me lost in contemplation, desperately trying to decipher his true intentions. What could this work possibly entail?

I was left with no other option but to wait for him to finish his statement, hitting the nail on the head rather than beating around with words. And then, out of nowhere, he uttered these words, "I want you to be my baby doll."

I Couldn't tell if I heard him right or my ears were playing tricks with me. It was so absurd that I couldn't help but burst into uncontrollable laughter.  Yet, beneath the laughter, my pain was seeping through.

"When did I become a doll?" I whispered, unable to comprehend why he would compare me to such an object.

"Did I really hear you say you want me to be your baby doll?" I questioned, sensing his anger building up as he clenched his fist and turned towards me. I knew trouble was brewing. I had made a mistake.

I kept a stern expression on my face and asked again, "What do you mean by 'baby doll'?"

He smirked, his gaze fixed on me. Taking a step closer, he closed the distance between us.

"When the contract application arrives, then you'll understand what I mean, you shouldn't be faster than your shadow, you will get simplified answers! " he said, his voice booming like thunder, already consumed by rage. My ears began to vibrate, producing a disconcerting sound.

"You don't have to shout! I can hear you perfectly fine," I retorted, trying to maintain my composure.

"Fine, sit here and let's get started," he instructed, clapping his hands with a resounding sound as he returned to his seat. A young man approached, showing respect to Lucas Gambino and handing him some documents.

I had my eyes fixed at every movement he took. It's clear that he was a messenger of Lucas Gambino.

"This , the documents must contain the so-called work he's been raving about," I mused as I craned my neck, desperate to catch a glimpse of its contents. The document held a lot of write ups, unclear to my sight from the distance as I yearned to uncover its secrets.

A whirlwind of confusion swept through me, causing my heart to race erratically as I couldn't see a thing from it. What kind of laborious task did he have in store for me? The uncertainty consumed me, leaving me breathless.

My inquisitiveness did not go unnoticed, he had observed my curiosity.  He fixed his piercing gaze upon me and demanded an explanation for my behavior;

"What's wrong with you?"

My mind raced even faster, my heart pounding in my chest as he bombarded me with questions. I nodded, my head swimming in a sea of bewilderment, pondering the nature of the work that could possibly be tied to a contract.

Could it be something related to his company? I wondered, my thoughts spiraling into a vortex of speculation as  It appeared like a document of his company.

A sinister smile crept across Lucas Gambino's face as he handed me the documents, his actions betraying the haste with which he had pursued them.

"Here you go, have it!"

 His unwavering gaze bore into me as he extended a pen, instructing me to peruse the contents of the documents.

With trembling hands, I clutched the papers, my heart fluttering nervously as I attempted to navigate through it.

 A heavy sigh escaped my lips as I finally glanced at the words sprawled across the pages. In an instant, my eyes widened in sheer disbelief.

The words on the document revealed a horrifying agreement ; I was to become his personal sex slave.

"What in the world is this? How dare you?" I stammered, my voice trembling with a mixture of fear and revulsion. A chill ran down my spine, causing shivers to course through my body. I could barely tell when tears began to stream down my face. I was getting emotional again as an outward manifestation of the pain and regret consumed me.

Although my father is to blame for this predicament, I must admit that I haven't put in enough effort to repay the debt. I was furious with myself and couldn't look into his eyes.

As I gazed at him sitting right in front of me, irritation coursed through my veins.

"You monster! You disgust me!" I exclaimed, my eyes fixated on the damning documents.

He erupted into boisterous laughter.

"Surprised, are you?" he taunted.

I knew deep down that he had sinister intentions, and I was about to be treated like a mere animal. His mischievous smile said it all. He was nothing but a monster at the moment.

Glaring at him with a mixture of anger and annoyance, I reluctantly shifted my gaze back to the documents.

"Is this truly the best you can come up with?" I spat out, my voice dripping with disdain.

He chuckled, maintaining a smug smile.

"I relish in witnessing your fiery spirit. I really love to see you this way, a weakling! But then, It makes me believe that you will somehow repay your debt tomorrow. " He stated jestfully.

"Remember, this arrangement benefits us both, not just me. I can't enjoy it alone. You'll find pleasure in it too."

At this point, his words reeked of deceit, and got me enraged. I couldn't even tell while I was still seated, having the conversation with him. The audacity of him claiming that this arrangement would be beneficial to both of us ignited a burning rage within me. I yearned to punch him square in the nose or even take out his eyes, if only I had the chance. I refused to stand idly by and allow myself to be used like a discarded rag.

"Never! If this is what I suspect it to be,  I mean, if you think I will give in, then... there is absolutely no way! I will not, under any circumstances, comply with your absurd demands!"

In a fit of anger, I tore the documents to shreds. The sturdy papers resisted, but I summoned every ounce of strength to tear them apart, piece by piece.

I flung the remnants of the documents at his face, The shreds of paper was thrown to his face;

"Remember my words; I will never, ever succumb to your despicable desire! This nonsense ends now!"

The crease on his brow offered me a glimpse into the depths of his emotions in that very moment. It was a revelation that brought me a sense of satisfaction, he got enraged. I needed to help him realize his rightful place, even though I am indebted to him.

I observed as his hand clenched tightly in a fit of rage then, a mischievous grin played upon my lips;

"What's the matter? Are you contemplating your next move?  Do you wish to lay your hands upon me? Hit me? As I've mentioned before, I will settle the debt I owe you. I will work tirelessly and repay you. As for my father's debt, once he gets back, he will personally rectify the situation. That should be none of my business!  But for now, for now... I cannot afford to be burdened by someone else's debt! I found myself in debt to you because I had lost a bet in your casino due to the fact that  I was distracted and that's what makes me owe you such an amount. I give you my word, I have made a solemn vow to repay what I owe.This confrontation is really unnecessary. I would pay every penny."

He released a scornful laughter; He was rich, so of course he had no idea what it means to struggle. Getting a good job was far more difficult than going to hell and back. I was already feeling depressed and now here he was oppressing me.

"As I've said, you have run out of time. I am a man governed by time, and I cannot spare any for you. Therefore, this is the most fitting course of action for you."

In response, I spat upon the ground, a gesture of defiance;

"I would rather die than become your sex slave, Lucas! I will do everything within my power to settle this debt. I will honor my promise! Just grant me a little room of patience. I will repay it!"

A moment of silence ensued, as if he pondered his next move.

"You have a deadline of three days to settle your debt! If you fail to do so within that time frame, you will be forced to endure whatever torture I decide upon! You will have no choice but to endure it. Do you understand?"

Those were mere threats, I couldn't believe he was trying to threaten me to have me go with this decision of his. I glared at him with anger and shouted, "You are a monster! That's exactly what you are; a monster!"

He laughed continually, mocking my words.

"How can three days possibly be enough? It's not a sufficient time to repay my debt and you know that! Why come up with such a threat?"

He laughed scornfully once again and then drew closer;

"You heard me perfectly. All I said earlier, except you've gone deaf. I'll say it again; I value my time! When I require my money, I expect to receive it without any excuses! I will find a way to obtain it just in time! If you fail to meet up during these three days.. you know what next.  The responsibility now lies with you, and you have nothing but three days. Now, leave my presence."

He displayed his anger openly on his face. He forcefully struck his hand on the desk, causing everything on the table to fall.

"I won't tolerate being treated like this, Lucas. I deserve to make my own decisions," I said, with a stern look in my eyes.

I was concerned about how I was being treated as if I was a nobody all in the name of  a debt I owe.

I glared at him with a sense of fury, although I couldn't do anything to retaliate. It was his right, but demanding repayment in such a manner was unacceptable to me. He had crossed a line this time.

"Leave immediately, now!" he shouted.

"It's not like I enjoy seeing you either, you annoy me!" I muttered as I stormed out of the place, consumed by anger.