Club

Yul's POV

"Whoooo! Such a hot babe!" I said to a girl I'm hitting tonight, then I whistled.

I'm at the Zebra. This is a place where hostess girls, but with class-A beauty work. I went here after work.

I always go to a nightclub just to have fun. But since the day I was arranged, my singlehood routine has changed, This is why I hate being married!

Stacey is nowhere to be seen as well. I don't care about her for now.

"Am I making you horny?" she said in a seductive voice.

"You sure are," I replied and then continued to dance. I'm grinding at her ass and it makes me even hornier. My libidinous is going up!

"Do you wanna make it real?" she whispered.

"For free?" she was vexed by what I'd said, so she stopped dancing.

"Why? You insist, right?" I asked again since she became quiet.

"Huh? For free? You look rich but seriously stingy!" she said and then faced me. We were both shocked when we saw each other!

"Stacey?"

"Yul?"

"What are you doing here?" she asked me as if she had the right! God, so irritating. Can't believe she got me again by flaunting her body.

I rolled my eyes, "As if you didn't know I love clubbing?" I answered and based on her facial expressions, she got annoyed.

I held her arm and grabbed her off the dance floor. Everyone was hearing our conversation, so I brought her to my room. Of course, it's VIP again.

"It's absurd! You got a lot of money from my father and still, you managed to sneak out for another MONEY? Are you always have no respect for yourself? Gold digger!" I loudly said.

She just rolled her eyes out of annoyance and crossed her arm.

"In what position are you to ask me such a stupid question like having respect for myself? You're one of those jerks who tasted and benefited from my service, right? Speaking clean?" she countered.

"It's not me who rented you, you're just part of my birthday celebration and surprise, RIGHT? Why are you acting like it's my fault that we've shared one intimate night? Oh, it's two," I asked in return. Wait, why am I the one getting questioned? Why do I have to counter her? ARGH!

She's so irritating!

"Whatever. Just let me out, I'm doing my work," she was about to go, but I blocked her way.

"Where are you going? Doing your work? You also have a job on me and you're still not fulfilling it. Instead, you sneaked out and went here!" I said.

"Oh god! Please, Yul, if you want to taste me again just say it instead of making it harder by blocking me here," she said in a sassy way.

I was stunned by her look, particularly her eyes, for a while. F*ck! I can't deny the fact that she's astonishingly beautiful.

But there's no way I will tell her that.

I broke the ice and speak, "Pfft, stop making me laugh. You shouldn't be working here either. Did you know that my father doesn't want a grandchild from a hostess, right? Wait, let me ask you this question. This is your plan from the beginning, isn't it? To dupe my father?" I said, and I was satisfied with her reaction.

She looked away, and her hands were shaking terribly.

"See? I knew it! You're fooling my father!"

I always knew that she was duping my father to get money as a benefit. However, I'm just collecting evidence to torture and blackmail her.

"I had no choice! I needed his money! You will never understand 'cause you're rich!" she said in a trembling voice.

"Oh really? Then you will lose this job once I told him who YOU are, right?" she didn't answer, so I assumed it was a yes.

"So what?" she simply answered.

I smirked.

"Okay, you may continue your work," I said playfully with a smile.

I even opened the door for her so she could leave. She was shocked by what I did.

"What?" I break the silence 'cause I noticed that she's been staring at me for a minute now.

"Why a sudden change?" she fiercely asked.

"Well, I will expose you to my father," I said, and she did nothing but stare at me. Her stare weighs a lot of questions.

While she was doing that, I took my things.

"How are you gonna do that?" she finally spoke.

I opened my cell phone and showed her a pic of my birthday.

Yep, I'm that smart. I always hire the person in charge to take a video so I'll know if I did something embarrassing.

"Give me that!" she's reaching for my cell phone, but I hold it higher than her height. I'm taller compared to her so I could do that.

"No f*cking way!" I mischievously said so she climbed up to me.

Stacey is now in front of me like we're doing a piggyback but at the front. I could feel her enormous breast. She's hanging in my back neck, and while doing that, Stacey is stunned by me; so am I.

We're staring at each other.

But little did I know, it was just her scheme! Now my phone is in her hand, so I grab her hair and put her arm in the back.

"Now give it to me!" I shouted.

"Not unless you'll promise you won't reveal my secret," she said. I recovered my phone through that position and let her go.

I grab her chin and rest her against the wall.

"Stop ordering me," I seriously said and then released her chin brutally.

I was about to go out of my room, planning to tell my father who she is, but she blocked me by grabbing my legs.

"WHAT?!?" I shouted irritably.

"P-please... let it slide for now. I need you, your father, and this job. Please Yul, don't be like this," she said and then showed her face. I'm regretting I saw it!

Her beautiful eyes were releasing huge amounts of tears.

"Don't make me pity you!" I threatened, but she didn't listen.

"Please, Yul. I will do everything you ask. Just don't expose me to your father," she said again in a trembling voice. I can feel from my legs that she's shaking terribly.

Why do I have to care for her? I shouldn't be!

This is the first time that I was swayed by a simple cry.

I kneel at her level and wipe her tears.

"Could you stop making me feel guilty and wipe your tears?" after I said that she grabbed my hand and held it in a position of praying.

"I know you're rich, you could rent another girl to carry your child and dispatch me. I know you could hire random guys and kill me. But please, I don't want to lose this opportunity," she said, and her eyes were continuing to release a bunch of tears.

The door had been opened a while ago, so I checked outside some random people were starting to notice us, so I hid her with my coat and closed the door.

"What are you doing?" she asked, so I let her out of my coat since I closed the door already.

"Even if you cry blood, I will not let this slide. Maybe something could change my mind. What's the reason why you're crazy to attain this job?"

She's not answering, but she's still sobbing.

I believe that her sob is the reason why she can't speak, so I took a bottle of water from my water dispenser and gave it to her.

"Here, have this and it might let you feel better," I said with an avoiding eye.

"Fine, I will let this slide for tonight. But don't you ever come back to this place again? Or you'll be put into a place you deserve," I said and left her.

Args! Why did I say that? I have to keep my cool! I'm losing just because of that stupid girl.

I remembered that Stacey was only wearing lingerie, so I came back.

I remove my coat and let her wear it. I'm the one who dressed her.

"Let's go," I said and assisted her.

Stacey's POV

It was already 3:00 am when we went home. I'm extremely tired!

We sheltered in our home gifted by his father because it's nearest to the club we went to. I think this is where he's sleeping every night.

Even though it's not yet fully furnished, we can still manage to stay here for tonight.

"You said you'll do anything I asked in return for not exposing you, right?" he asked, and I just nodded in response.

"Well, you'll be my PERMANENT assistant starting tomorrow. You have a lot of jobs to do than you formerly did so sleep soundly, MY WIFE," he said sarcastically and went inside our room.

Argh!

I thought I had already deceived him. It was so hard to cry, huh?

And now? Where am I going to sleep? At the floor or what?

"Hey!" he said, and then he threw a piece of blanket and two pillows. After that, he closed the door.

"You shithead!" I shouted, and then he opened his door.

"Come again, slut? What did you just say?!" he said and smirked. I knew it! He's playing with my feelings!

"JUST SLEEP!" I annoyingly said and turned around.

"You too, my hostess assistant. You should sleep to gain a lot of energy! Remember, being an assistant isn't that easy!" he said and then slammed the door.

I giggled at my pillows terribly out of annoyance.

I couldn't imagine experiencing this shit. It's too much! I have to act, be a wife, and carry a child! My god, all-around girl.

All this will be easier to handle if only he'll act a little kinder. Is it too much to ask?

I was screaming in my mind when I heard my phone ringing.

Cygnus calling...

"Where are you? I've been finding it since yesterday and no one can tell where did you go," he said in a husky voice. Does it sound like he drank?

"Why are you finding me?" I asked in a small amount of voice. I don't want Yul to hear me, so I step outside to continue our talk.

"Did you forget about my proposal?" args! This is what I'm afraid of. I'm afraid he'll ask me again and I'm still not ready to answer.

"Of course not. Why would I?" I responded and he chuckled.

"I want to see you, George."

He sounded serious to the level I could think he would track my phone just to go wherever I am right now.

God! I sound like I'm overreacting!

Am I not?

"But I have work, my boss is not allowing me to sneak out," I reasoned, which is true.

"It's just for while. I wanna hug you and recharge myself from being lonely. It's been days since we last met," he said, and I felt guilty.

I'm so sorry, my Cygnus. I will make sure to get you back once everything is normal. I just need this for a reason.

"I seriously can't," I stood up with my reason, but I heard several noises from his line.

I think he's somewhere near the club and causing a f*cking scene!

"Hey, Cygnus! Stop it! Okay fine, I'll go!" I said, and it was like magic, he stopped making noises.

We've settled to meet at the nearest club here and talk. I don't know. I just feel like being inside a club is much safer to talk about something important rather than at a fine restaurant. He also doesn't have the money to provide it, though.

He grabbed my hand, "George, where have you been?" I'm right, he's drunk. His choices of words were also not good; his voice tone is shaking, and he reeks of alcohol!

"What the hell, Cygnus! Why are you doing this?" I asked and he hugged me.

He knows how to win my heart.

"I missed you, George. You left without a single word. What else should I ever think about? Don't be mad, please?" he pleaded. He's so straightforward and such a sweet man.

How could I resist you?

"I'm working and I needed to be away for a year," I simply said, and he let go of his arms wrapping around me.

"A year? How about me?" he asked.

"Just wait for me. I'll come back to you after that," I answered.

"Do you accept my proposal?" he asked right away.

Oh god! He's intimidating me!

I got quiet after he asked me that. I don't know how to answer him. I'm still undecided.

He held my hand and noticed that the ring was already gone. F*ck. It's in my bag!

"Where's the ring?" he asked.

"Uh--" I was about to answer, but he cut me out.

"Nevermind, don't answer. Just take your time and I'll be here waiting for you together with your answer. I'll be waiting patiently," he said and hugged me.

He's so good at making me feel guilty.

After we talked, I used a cab to take him home.

It's 5:00 am and the sun's face is beginning to show when I got home.

"Where have you been?" Yul asked.

"So what?" I responded.

"I TOLD YOU NOT TO SNEAK OUT AND REST!" he shouted, and I was so shocked! Why is he being like this?

"W-why are you shouting like it's a mistake to sneak out?" I calmly said, and he started to punch the wall.

I came near him when I saw his fist beginning to spit blood.

"What's wrong? STOP IT!" I forcibly held his hand.

"I saw you with another guy and he's hugging you. HE'S INTIMATELY HUGGING YOU!" why is he acting like I'm cheating on him?

"Why are you so affected like it's a mistake?" I asked.

"You're my wife. Although it's just on paper, you are still MY WIFE!"

"And he's the one I love! God, Yul, stop acting strange," I countered.

"As long as you're my wife, you're not allowed to be in love with any man. Do it again and I'll put you in your rightful place," he seriously said. He went inside our room and slammed the door shut.

Why do I have to feel guilty for both of you?

Why couldn't I decide on my own?

This is why being beautiful is always a curse.