chapter 2

Emilio Mendez*

I glanced again at her sleeping form beside me and back to the email on my phone screen then back to her again.

She was sleeping comfortably with one of her arms under her head, the white blanket which I kept trying to cover her with was thrown off her body, her pillow was tossed to the other side of the bed almost falling off.

I grin at how amusing she looks while she sleeps. Cute.

Last night was so mesmerizing....I mean if they were other words to describe it other than mesmerizing, because it's was way out of this world.

I couldn't believe she was a virgin and I got her first, I had never thought that they would be any virgin lady left in this twenty first century.

Somehow I felt a little guilty but at the same time it made me feel proud and pleased with myself.

I had one night stand with different women but this was the first time I did with a virgin.

If she was so pure what was she doing here in my club?

I felt this curiosity about her building up inside of me despite the screaming in my head not to entangle myself with her, I found myself wanting to know more about this cupcake.

There's something about her that I can't really comprehend.

I turned my attention back to the email and it's contains her personal data, I had never ordered Lucas to search and obtain data of women I had one night stand with but I just woke up and found myself wanting to know more about her.

I found her wallet and phone inside her purse, I couldn't understand the feeling because she was the first woman to perk my curiosity, was it her beautiful face, or her heavenly endowed body or her virginity that I just claimed?

I debated for a few minutes before sending her name to Lucas my personal guard and after an hour, he sent me an email almost immediately.

Her profile said her real name is Bethy Hillstorm not Tabitha as she claimed last night. She's an orphanage from Heritage Home and legally the adopted only daughter of the Hillstorm family, her adopted parents.

Presently her adopted family company had crumbled down in debt.

What caught my attention was her bank details stating how she monthly save up money then out of a sudden she withdraw it all in two days.

There's a short formal note in the last part of the email sent to me by my smart Lucas after further digging within the short period of time.

"Bethy Hillstorm owes the most ruthless mafia loan shark organization in the city and constantly receiving death threats"

I glanced back at her peaceful sleeping face, who would have thought that, a pretty lady like her is shouldering such difficulties and a hundred million dollars is a huge amount to get in a short period of time for a lady like her.

How the hell did she entangled herself with the notorious loan shark? How is she coping with all of these things?

Was this the reason I found her wasting herself at the bar?

I should just get up, throw some bank notes on the bed for when she wakes up, and disappear like I usually do after one night stand but here I am.

Thinking of a plan, a plan I could only think of with great temptation and I felt the fear in me that she would refuse but I have to take a chance and do whatever it takes.

*******

Bethy Hillstorm*

My eyes felt so heavy as soon as I open them and a Greek godlike face greets me.

"Dennis" I whisper faintly, how long has he been watching me sleep? He is already dressed and sitting across the bed staring down at me.

"Good morning, Bethy" I shivered when I heard my real name, the memories of last night came rushing to me. How he approached me and we talked and laughed together, and then we ended up here in this room and I started to feel disgusted at myself for giving up my virginity to a total stranger and now that stranger knows my name.

I look up to his face which looks so stern and emotionless, his lips were set in a tight manner and his brows were creased in a frown, the aura surrounding him could make one bow to it knee.

What happened to him? He doesn't seem to be the carefree Dennis I met some hours back.

The was no iota nor trace of emotions and the way he looks at me make my skin crawl in fear.

Gone was the playful and flirtatious Dennis. The unexplainable aura swelling around him making it difficult for me to breath.

"I..I..I.sorry" I stuttered with my words as I tried to cover myself with the duvet properly.

What was I apologizing for? Lying about my name? Or the fact that I gave up my virginity to him? Shouldn't he be one to apologize to me?

"Bethy Hillstorm, age 23. The adopted Hillstorm heiress, but there's nothing to be proud for since your adopted family company came crumbling down a few months back" he narrated details about me and my heart pounded erratically, his face was impassive and it's scare me so much.

He's so unpredictable, I stared at him with wide eyes and noticed he had my silver purse and my phone in his hands.

How dare he invade my privacy!

I should say something right, but I suddenly had no strength in me to fight him.

To my utter disappointment I only stared down at my finger trying to make up excuse.

"I'm Emilio Mendez" he suddenly speaks up making my jaw dropped in surprise.

"What did you just say!?"

"You didn't really think Dennis was my name Right? I also lied about my name and I think it's fair enough that we know each other's real names"

How dare he make me feel like a criminal for lying about my name while he did same! and did he just said he's Emilio Mendez, The Emilio Mendez!

I grabbed the blanket and wraps it around me before standing up but then I winced a bit when a sharp pang of pain shoot from my core. Damn! I gritted my teeth.

Dennis I mean Emilio stood up and slide besides me holding me in my place with a worried look on his face.

"Are you in pain?"

I swallowed and tightened my grip on the duvet, "I will just hit the shower"

"Sure Bethy" he stepped aside and lead me to the bathroom, along the line I notice my clothes had been washed and neatly folded away at a corner and a new shopping bag besides it.

I blushed in embarrassment wondering if I slept too long.

Once I'm inside the bathroom, I immediately let the warm water cascade down my body to wash away the drifting memories from what happened last night, I felt dirty and embarrassed with what I did.

When I got out of the shower, Emilio hands me the shopping paper bag with new fresh clothes.

I took it shyly and in no time, I emerge fully dressed in a black jean and sweat shirt.

Emilio was sitting on the couch with a thoughtful look on his face. he seems to be in deep thoughts I could tell from the way he taps his index finger on the armrest repeatedly.

"Last night was...." I stopped midway not sure what I wanted to say.

Maybe I wanted to ask him to forget everything that had happened between us and that I would move on with my life just like nothing happened.

"What do you want Bethy?"

What? I frowned, not knowing what he meant by that question.

But his stiff voice and the way he asked it gives the impression that he wasn't joking.

"Oh, let's not pretend here. How much do you want Bethy?" He regards me with an impassive look that it's was so hard for me to see through him.

It's was so hard for me to read his thinking and there was something about his voice that changed.

Gone was the playful man I met at the bar, he was replaced with a more serious, more confident audacious man and it's creeps me out.

"I.. Dennis...sorry Emilio, I do not understand what you meant by that"

He breaths out a small irritating laugh which makes my bowels churn, "I've had women like you before and I know all what you're like, offer me your body in return for my money"

His word shattered my heart in a thousand pieces and I felt anger rushed through my veins. Just how dare he?

Does he think that I'm some kind of a prostitute?

"I know you're drowning in debt. Notoriousal Mafia loan shark"

My anger was replaced with shock.

"Ho..w..di..di..did you know that?" I stuttered as my feet almost give way.

He smirked twirling my phone in his hand, "I have my own ways Bethy" his ocean blue eyes stared straight into me and right there I was well dressed but I felt like I was completely naked because those devil eyes of his unclad me.

"And I have an offer you can never refuse"

"I will refuse" I saw flickers of surprise in his eyes which was quickly replaced by another powerful smirk which made me lost my confidence that instant.

Damn, he knows how to strike an opponent weakness but I won't go down that easily.

"I will refuse whatever offer you have"

Even I couldn't believe how strong I sounded right now.

"Are you sure?" He looked up at me lazily, "I've already deposited fifty thousand dollars in your bank account"

my ears twitched. What! A what now?

He raised my phone and I guess he had already gone through my messages and contact while I was asleep.

What about privacy does this man not know!

"I'm sure the leader Tyga would be glad to receive half of his payment, right Bethy?"

I felt the tears in my eyes, a big lump was stuck in my throat and it's was so hard to swallow or breath.

My mind suddenly send me flashes of death threats at my door and my sick father, then my mother.

I haven't even visited them in two years since they retired all because my devil of an uncle was against my dad handling the company over to me, he did everything in his power to bring it down.

"What's the deal?" I almost choke on my words but I bit my tongue so hard to prevent me from tearing my throat apart from scream.

A victorious grin spread around his small succulent lips before it's disappear, "three months Bethy, you give me what I want and where I want with no questions asked and I will pay you"

"And what....do you...want from me?" The question came as a whisper because I was unsure what I wanted to hear, I could even barely hear myself.

He looks at me amusingly and smirked."what do you think I want"

It's wasn't a question that demands an answer. No, I know better that it's was just a rhetorical question.

Men like him are the worst kind of men, they always get what they want.

Damn! I feel my knees go weak and I staggered and slumped on the bed.

"But for..for...for three months!" I finally let out a scary shriek.

"Yes and also here" he pulled out a card from his wallet, one closer look, I almost let out a scream.

That's a fucking black card.

"Take this, it's not maxed out but had thirty thousand six hundred dollars if I can remember correctly"

I gape at him,yes he's freaking rich but the thought of being his sex slave does nothing but angered me and I felt the urge to take his damn fucking black card, break it into pieces and threw them in his face.

I wanted to scream at him that I won't let him pay for my body and that I wasn't like the other girls, that I won't let him use my body whenever he could, but.....do I have a choice?

I slowly raised my hand to accept the card and it's felt so foreign in my palm, I looked down and clearly it's was really a black card.

"Three months? But can I...can we.." God why was I stuttering a lot.

Sitting in this same space with him had a mad effect on me, my knees felt weak and I stutter a lot, it's seems my voice had been stuck in my throat.

"And here's the catch, if you finish the two month I will pay you a hundred million dollars and clear your debt which includes investing in Hillstorm broken company and bringing it to it's former glory" my eyes almost bugged out of it socket.

"and if you stop midway, I will not pay you and not just that, the money in that card would be return to me within a day" he smirked evilly and I suddenly felt the urge to claw my fingers at those bluey eyes even when it's one of the damn reasons I'm in this curse and blessing situation.

I fist my hands at my side and gulp.

My response at this moment will turn my life completely, either for worse or for the better worse.

Can I handle this? Should I chose to throw away my dignity in the hands of this seemingly cruel man to save myself and my family from the hands of the mafia?

I gritted my teeth and muttered the single word weakly surrendering to the little sense of courage I felt.

"Deal"

It's sounded so foreign, like it's wasn't my voice but it's was mine.

The walls of my dignity gave way and it crumbled down slamming my face with dirts.

Does this makes me his whore?