ANGELIQUE SLOAN’S POV
The surroundings were more peaceful than before. Greyson has left me alone in the room upstairs, making it possible for me to clearly hear the disco music that was playing downstairs. It was quite a dilemma, and I still can’t believe how things turned out this way. I never knew that the day would come when I would still be able to meet him again. Moreover, I’m asking him for a favor. Years ago, it was the other way around; I was always the one who assisted him with his academics. And now that he has obviously improved, maybe he’s just trying to pay the favor. The beating of my heart seemed to be normal, despite the unusual scenario between us. Seeing the naked body of a man, or be it someone else seeing me without any clothes on, is a typical occurrence in my life that my parents made me grow up into. I never got traumatized since I believed that it was for the best and that if I made someone pleased with my performance, I’d be praised. “Angelique.” My thoughts were disrupted by the way that he called for me. “You’re fast.” I faked a smile as I approached him on the other side of the room. Greyson gave me a playful smirk. “It would be nicer if you could say that while I’m inside you.” I felt a sudden burst of heating sensation that was sent from my belly up to my head. “Damn you!” I cursed him at the same time that I hit his shoulders. I bet that my face is completely red as of the moment, and that fact alone is embarrassing enough. “Stop it with your jokes. Did you bring the contract with you?” I asked, in an attempt to change the topic and also the awkward aura that’s about to envelope the whole room. He cleared his throat as he motioned for me to get inside. “Have a seat.” Greyson closed the door with his right hand while his left arm was stretched in front of me, which was holding onto a folder. I examined the contents of the folder while he was instructing me on what to do with it. I rubbed both of my eyes when I got to the last page. “Am I dreaming?” I asked myself, refusing to believe what I had just read. “I’d receive a million dollars in my bank account as an allowance every week?” I stressed out the last word. Greyson nodded his head once, giving me a reassuring smile to show that what I see is what I’ll get. “You know just how much I hate imperfections. There’s no way that I’d have a typographical error with what’s written in your contract with me. Everything else would be under my control; you wouldn’t be struggling with your financial needs as long as you agreed to the terms,” he said. I heaved out an excessive sigh as I gulped before proceeding to the last part, and it read as follows: ‘In accordance with the specified terms and conditions above, do you, Miss Angelique Sloan (aged 23), agree to be Mr. Greyson Giovanni’s (aged 24) personal seductress at Giovan’s Night Club?’ “A seductress is someone who sticks by a client’s side for luscious acts, right?” I inquired. “Yes. There are also some instances wherein I would just be addressing you as my secretary or so, in case you wouldn’t prefer to be called a slut by the people who see us,” Greyson truthfully answered before he took a glance at his left wrist, where his watch was located. “I still have a scheduled meeting to attend in less than an hour, Angelique. I don’t intend to rush you with the signing of the contract, but if you could make up your decision right away, then I’d gladly appreciate it.” I almost choked with the words that I heard coming out of his own mouth. It was just pretty unusual for Greyson to say something like that. Since the beginning, he wasn’t fond of meeting up with people that he’s not compatible with or those who don't interest him the littlest bit. “Seems like people really do change over the years,” I whispered, along with the observation that I have noticed with his attitude. It’s not like I have any other reason to refuse this agreement that I have. Everything that was listed appeared to be in my favor, meaning that it would only be beneficial for me and not for him at all. I still don’t understand why he would be willing to give up this huge amount of money every week for me in exchange for some enticing memories. “Do you have a pen with you?” Greyson didn’t answer; he just simply lent me a pen that was inside his shirt’s mini pocket. I immediately wrote my name and signed on top of it. I had a grin planted on my lips, but for some unknown reasons, I’m kind of wary about something that’s yet to come. All of a sudden, I had second thoughts about whether I had chosen the right path to walk on. Or was I reckless enough to sign the contract without having sufficient time to think about it? “The contract has been successfully signed.” Right after closing the folder, I gave it back to Greyson with his pen. He stood up from his swivel chair, stretching out one of his hands. “It would be such a privilege for me to have you as my personal seductress, Miss Angelique Sloan.” He was seriously teasing the heck out of me, and I just know it. “I really am in a hurry; I’ll be leaving you here now. I still have a lot of processing to do for your bank accounts and also the application for the creation of your mansion.” With those words, he left the room in a haste. Just like earlier, I was left alone. “M-mansion?!” I don’t recall anything, such as a mansion, that was written on the contract benefits.ANGELIQUE SLOAN’S POVAlong with the fact that I had no accessories, money, or even a phone to contact Greyson or anyone else that I knew, I also didn’t have a home to return to. It would definitely be risky for me to go back to where I used to live with my parents. The police might have already arrived at the forest where I left the both of them, and they are most probably hunting me since I was their only child.The streets that were filled with distant light posts were the ones that served as illumination in this dim place. It was already past midnight, and I still hadn’t eaten. Despite the current time, there was still a huge crowd inside and outside of Greyson’s bar since this is a nightclub.“Uhm, excuse me? Don’t you want to get in?” asked by a woman’s voice from behind. I didn’t need to turn around to see who it was since she stood right beside me, holding onto a piece of cigarette that she was lighting up.I shook my head. “I’ve been inside for hours. Thanks for the concer
ANGELIQUE SLOAN’S POVThe low temperature of my body seemed to make me freeze from where I was standing after Greyson and I turned around to face Joy. He held one of my hands, and that was the only one that was warm, and even though I wasn’t comfortable with it, I still let him grip my hand tighter.“I’m a year older than Angelique, and there’s something that I would like to confirm first before allowing a stranger to conduct an investigation on her,” Greyson said, stepping forward to place me behind him. His broad back was covering the view of that woman, who was making me nervous.I can’t believe how he’s trying to protect me.I heard the loud sigh of Joy, as if she had already given up before putting up a battle. “Considering how I am still a mere trainee, I’d let this disrespect of yours slide.” The rustling sounds of the leaves that were on the ground kept vibrating in my ears as she successfully walked right beside me. “I believe that the both of you are no longer minors, am I
ANGELIQUE SLOAN’S POVRubbing my eyes upon the disturbance of the sunlight that shone through the glass window beside the cabinet of the room, I realized that I had spent the night together with Greyson in a room that was neither mine nor his. “W-where are we?” I loudly asked, pulling the bedsheet near my chest even though I wasn’t even naked.“Can you tone down a bit?” Greyson sounded pissed, making it seem like he didn’t care who it was that asked him. “I didn’t touch your damn body, Angelique. Calm down. I just didn’t know what to do with you after you passed out hours ago,” he continued.I remained seated in the same position as I stared at him, slowly blinking his eyes to remove the feeling of being sleepy. “What do you mean?”Greyson sat on the edge of the bed. “I didn’t want to leave you alone in my bar, so I figured out that bringing you to a hotel would be the best solution. Mostly for now, I still haven’t processed anything regarding your mansion,” he answered, which cleare
ANGELIQUE SLOAN’S POVThe magnificent sensation of bearing jewelry filled with diamonds on my ring finger still seems surreal. Truth be told, this is the first time that someone has ever surprised me this way. During the days when I was still a student, I used to be courted but was always mistreated.No man bothered to give me flowers or even the bare minimum of giving me the assurance that they’re in love with me as a person, and not just because of my body.“Are you still not over how I gave you the ring?” Greyson asked as we were heading over to the building of his friend’s company.I shrugged both of my shoulders. “I can’t believe how you didn’t even think of proposing in a proper way,” I jokingly said. When I turned to look at his expression, there was something missing. It doesn’t seem like he was in the mood for jokes, and his mind was kind of occupied. “Now that we’re disguised as couples who weren’t even married officially, should we still set boundaries?” I asked to ensur
ANGELIQUE SLOAN’S POVThe rapid state of my heartbeat just can’t seem to calm down. There’s no way that I would be able to handle this kind of work. I’ve gone through the worst experience there because of my parents, who used to regularly touch my body as they pleased. I wouldn’t be able to ignore and live my life at peace if I witnessed Greyson f*cking women as he desires.“Don’t you have a sense of guilt with all of the things you’ve done so far, Greyson?” I made sure to roll my eyes as I uttered my question. “Didn’t you used to care so much for us women? Wasn’t it the same reason why you chose to own me back then, since you didn’t want to see me getting clingy with anyone else other than you?” I added, remembering how much passion he had stored for the sake of gaining my trust.Greyson avoided making eye contact with me as he glanced at his wristwatch, as if he were waiting for someone impatiently. “Ah, hey, over here!” Greyson raised one of his hands to grab someone’s attention.
ANGELIQUE SLOAN’S POV“W-what..?” I was at a loss for words when I heard the news from his own mouth. “Greyson Giovanni, please tell me that you’re kidding around right now. Take back what you said and tell me that it was a mere hoax,” I said, which kind of sounded desperate of me.Greyson didn’t respond; he was standing there with his shoulders moving slowly in an upward and downward motion. His breathing was heavy, and I could feel that he wasn’t joking and that my mom really was alive.When I soon came to realize that it was the truth, my world seemed to have stopped.“There’s still no concrete evidence regarding your mother; I still have some investigation to work on, so don’t panic that much, Angelique. You can assure me that your father is gone from this world, since he was the one who received such a fatal blow from you back at the forest that night,” Greyson softly whispered to me to at least calm me down. He must have seen that I’ve been shaking. “For now, you should stay
ANGELIQUE SLOAN’S POVIt’s been a few days since I’ve last seen Greyson. I seriously did everything that I could to avoid getting in contact with him. We weren’t even having any sort of communication online since I lost my phone. Since the days that we haven’t been together, I haven’t eaten anything.“Damn, I never imagined that living my life alone would be this difficult for me to get by,” I mumbled to myself as I tortured myself by staring at the people inside the restaurant who were cheerfully eating.“Aren’t you that imbecile woman who called herself Greyson’s secretary and even gave me the documents of Greyson?” a familiar lady’s voice asked from the other side.I turned to face her and wasn’t surprised to see the lady from the seventh floor of that building. “Did Greyson tell you to come and search for me? If he did, then kindly tell him that I have no plan to return to where he is,” I said instead of answering her question in a polite way.She raised her brow in confusion. “
ANGELIQUE SLOAN’S POVUp until this point, even though I’ve heard the side of Airi, I still couldn’t believe what I discovered. I can’t properly process how much Greyson has drastically changed his attitude to be this pathetic. He might have his share of reasons as well as why he had to play around with women as he pleased, or whatever it was that led him to the edge of the cliff to only be left with that kind of choice.Airi suggested that I spend a few days and nights in their house while I still haven’t found one to stay in, but I politely refused and told her that I'd be the one to settle things out. I heaved out a loud sigh in realization that I lied just for the sake of not getting her involved with Greyson any longer. In fact, I didn’t even have a single idea of how I would be able to survive the rest of the day.“Have you really made up your mind?” Airi asked, in an attempt to persuade me.I nodded my head once. “Yeah. Besides, it wouldn’t look too good if he found out that