I felt my head exploding for a moment. Mental explosion.Cold shivers run down my spine.I wasn't sure what was causing that reaction in me.It should be his request but maybe there was more to it.Mr Pompous' private therapist. What the fvck?He knew I wasn't certified. Maybe Dale doesn't.This is the last thing someone like me would expect and the thought of it alone caused my heart to race strongly."Sofia? Are you there?" Dale's voice questioned loudly and I sighed with my eyes shut, rethinking the offer he just dropped."No" I responded affirmatively and open my eyes with a heavy heart.Before hanging up the call, I added, "I'm Sorry, um... Pick someone better than me to do the job"As I dropped the phone on my bed, my heart pricked strongly and I noticed my breathing was beginning to rise.I was panicking because I just rejected an offer to be close to Mr Pompous.I was crazy to feel his presence again but another part of me felt it was wrong.Wrong to be obsessed with a strange
Clancy's POVI walked briskly into the building with a briefcase to hear Dale speaking to someone over the phone."I'll be in touch with you in an hour, Miss" He appeared to hang the call and turn to me with an indifferent look."You came earlier than I expected""It's just payment. Wayne does not play games"I left earlier to retrieve the remaining payment for the deal I had with The Kelvins days ago.They paid half to have a taste of our product first and then the pending half after confirmation of originality."Still you put yourself in a position of stress. You should assign a new Underboss, Sonia is most recommended but she does her original job flawlessly"I wasn't ready to have this talk Dale was about to start regarding my way of handling things.I prefer to handle them by myself especially now that I have rats who steal my products.I sure have men who I can trust with my life but this is the only way I get not to miss my adventurous days as the Underboss of the group.Being
Sofia's POV"Smoke cigarette, cancer in the chest like cardiac arrest..." I mumbled to Juice WRLD's 'Cigarettes' as I moved out of my apartment, dragging my suitcase behind carefully behind me.I turned to lock my door when I noticed my fat landlord moving towards my direction and the movement of his jaws tells me he was speaking to me."Excuse me..." I said to him and slowly removed the headset that restricted my hearing ability to narrowly him say, "You're leaving?""Temporarily"He nods calmly and I could see his eyes scrutinizing the suitcase beside me.'What do you want? Old man' I couldn't help but curse inside of me when he said, "I can lower your bills for the next few months. You've been here for years and have never defaulted in payment until now"Oh... That was when I recalled I haven't paid for rent for the past month because I was running out of the money my uncle had left for me.The old man didn't show up until now. Maybe he thinks I'm running away now.I made to speak
What?My ears were heavy for a moment and my jaw dropped in instant shock.What did I just hear him say to me?It didn't sound like a joke to me, more of a command that should be executed at that moment.I remained mute in that position until his voice sounded again,"Did Dale make the mistake of bringing an unprofessional slut like you?"Unprofessional slut? What the fvck was he talking about?I remained fixed and mute, trying to wrap my head around what he was talking about when I felt his hand suddenly pull me from behind to his direction." I said strip! "He cursed angrily but the moment my eyes met with his, his grip on me loosened and a crease formed on his forehead.He stared narrowly at me like I was a ghost and I couldn't stop myself from gulping in.His face suddenly switched from zero emotion to a surprised one which I read easily and then an amused form.A slight smirk seems to form at the end of his lips and he glared widely at me before saying, "I knew you had the potent
Clancy's POV"What the fvcking hell...!" I roared my lungs at Dale l who stared dauntlessly at me with a big smile on his face.My rage does not move him but that isn't a free pass to provoke me.Did I just hear him say he hired Sofia Dante for me as a private psychotherapist?This is going too far.I agreed to see a therapist because of the unbreakable deal but never agreed that she follows us back to New York to traumatize me with sessions.Moreover, she was no true therapist.What under heaven was Dale thinking?And she agreed to it...? Two fvcking peasants!A moment ago, the joy I felt was inexpressible thinking Sofia Dante was the warmer he had arranged for me for the night.She was a woman of great shape and her exquisitely modelled face was not something one would see every day.Her beauty was undefeated with those green eyes of hers that stares widely to capture the heart of a man.The eyes remind me of me.The biggest question at the moment was why she was in my private loung
Sofia's POVI was having the nightmare again. The one where I walk into the kitchen of my family's bungalow only to find Papá's body in a pool and then I wake up with a loud scream.This time it was different. There was no Papá's body nor the crimson liquid that flows to stain my white sneakers.This time, there he stood in a custom Armani suit, glaring widely at me with his emerald green eyes and no emotion on his perfectly chiseled face.Not father. It was Mr. Pompous.He had taken control of my nightmares lately and for a moment, I wasn't haunted.I wasn't sure if he was my guardian angel sent to fix my broken life but somehow I feel drawn to him.It was becoming almost impossible to put the blame on my loneliness. There was more than it.Calmly, I perceived his masculine smell, and a sly smile formed on my face as he approached me.My heart raced the moment he placed his palm on my face and stared at me like I was all he had in the world but I broke out of my blissful dream the mo
Sofia's POVDo you know the feeling when your mind shuts down and you realize you might not be waking up ever again?No? I guess I'm crazy, you're not the candidate to ask the question but that's exactly how I feel when he hit my head.I had millions of thoughts at the last second before my consciousness retired its duty.I knew I was going to die. The final glimpse at his face said it all.He was a scary-looking monster and I never realized until then.What does the other side look like?I'm for sure going to hell if that place exists.Wait a minute... I'm still untouched. I'm gonna die a fvcking virgin and the devil is going to have a big laugh at me.This was one of the streams of thoughts that flooded my mind at the last moment until my head went blank.I don't know how long I passed out but my consciousness slowly returned with a heavy headache at the back of my head and I couldn't help but groan...My eyes blinked repeatedly and my vision slowly cleared to see the wall of the ro
I always wanted to be free from my self-imposed prison and walk freely on the surface of the earth without fear. Who would have thought that my first try will go wrong and I'll end up in a prison that is governed by a psychotic man? I would choose my self-imposed prison over this place over and over again.Maybe killing me would have been better than this madness.He spared my life physically intending to murder me mentally.Fvcking psycho of a man."When I come by the morning of tomorrow, go down on your knees and be my slave"His words echoed strongly in my head like a bell and it sounded like a big joke but I knew deep down it wasn't.This man was sick and wanted me to succumb to his vices.One of my hands clutched to my rumbling stomach and the other, my aching head.I could still feel severe pain at the part he hit me with a gun.I don't know for how long I've laid there on the concrete floor but it felt like days and I might pass away in no time.Just when my eyes began to bli