Chapter 11: Dilemma (10)
Grace
“What?” I said. I couldn't believe my ears. Did he just say what I thought, he said?
“You are twisted.” I wrapped my hand around my arm and squeezed it hard, making sure I wasn't daydreaming. What is happening today? Did Satan start liking me?
“I guess you can say that. Be my girlfriend and I will keep your secret safe with me. How is that?” He asked in an absurdly cheerful tone. That is bad, moron. I controlled the feeling to snap at him.
“Why do you want me to be your girlfriend? Among all girls in our college, why are you choosing me? A sex worker?” I threw his words back at him. Wasn't he the one who spoke shit about me? He shrugged.
“My father wants me to have a good, stable relationship. Otherwise, he won't hand me his business and I have to start working a regular job until I prove myself to be worthy enough to handle those responsibilities. His business. He's a weird man.” He explained.
“And why would he want that? What is the connection between…” I raised my one hand, “... getting a good stable relationship and” I raised my second hand “... carrying out his business?” I measured both situations with my hands. His deal did not make sense to me. It's not like you have to be good at relationships to be good at business. They are both different things and completely opposite.
“You don't need to know that. Just do what I'm saying, accept the deal. We both will save ourselves.” I crossed my hands across my chest. He looked at me with a bored look.
“Still, why me though? You can have any girl. Why drag me out with you?” I asked. He did not make sense. Nothing made sense.
“You answered your question. I'm dragging you out with me. If I choose any random girl they will eventually ask for more. Girls have the tendency to become clingy in a very short time. I don't want anything serious, especially in a relationship. I know you hate me, the feeling is mutual by the way, and you don't want to date me, less likely to want more. Even if you do start liking me more cause you know I am charming… “ My lips ticked up in disgust, making him chuckle and shake his head.
“... then I have something to limit you. One thing though, no one in college should know about our deal or even this fake relationship. I will destroy you even if you try to brag about me being your boyfriend.” He said. I made a gagging sound in the back of my throat.
“I didn't even agree to this deal. Also, I don't want to insult myself by bragging about you being my boyfriend. A person should have some talent to brag about and you have nothing.” I hiss the words at him.
I felt tired of standing up. I was standing for almost an hour which reminded me of the passing time. I walked to the bed and sat down. This situation was so fucked up. I looked at him to find him staring at the bed. The bed was made and as nothing happened between us, sheets were folded cleanly.
I glanced at him and saw a glimpse of his tiredness.
I blinked a few times to realize he was standing just as long as me. He was standing with his hands crossed loosely around his chest. He was too much of a man to admit his tiredness. I sighed loudly, making his eyes turn to look at me.
I nodded my head to the bed.
“Sit down.” I said. He blinked with a look of surprise. His eyes moved from me to bed and then back to me. He narrowed his eyes at me.
“I'm not tired. You don't have any other options. You have to accept it or I will expose your secret. Trust me. I can do it and I will do it if you don't go with my offer. I'm being generous here to even let you go off with your secret. If I were some other guy he would have fucked you already… or worse he would have taken advantage of this situation to have warm body and a wet hole to fuck on regular basis. Without payment.” He told me with venom in his words.
His words spoke volumes. In his simple words I would be someone's sex slave. He wasn't wrong and it scared me. If any other guy found out what I did for a living then I would rape regularly just to keep this secret. I simply would be blackmailed into agreeing to their conditions. Even people who worked with me and the ones I worked for, won't do this to me. The truth is people who worked in this field have more respect for me than the people outside. It would be much worse.
But…
But it didn't make him a gentleman either. He is taking advantage of my situation just as well. Maybe he decided not to blackmail me, into raping me but it doesn't mean he is not working this situation in his favor.
“You are no better than any other guy out there. You are still trying to make me agree to a deal that I don't want to.” I told him. Expecting him to snap at me and telling me to shut up and to agree with the deal without any further argument but instead he walked leisurely to the bedpost and leaned against it.
He looked down at me from where he was standing with an unreadable expression. I was sitting on the opposite side of the bed.
“No. I'm not any better. And yes. Yes, I'm making you agree a deal that you don't want. I didn't leave you any options but, I promise you one thing. I won't do anything that will do anything that causes you any sort of pain. Mentally or physically. Accept it or not but I'm not from one of those perverts who will force you to sleep with me. I may be a jerk but I won't ever force myself on someone. I will kill myself before doing something like that to someone.” I listened to his words in complete silence. He said it all while staring in my eyes. His dark brown eyes showed how serious he was. I was lost in his words when he closed his eyes and ran his hand into the back of his dark black hairs. When he opened his eyes I saw his cool face coming back on. He was about to say something but I beat him to it.
“Give me tonight to think about it.” I said. I held my hand out to stop him from protesting.
“Let me wrap my head around this idea. I know I don't have any other options but please… let it go. Just for tonight. We'll talk about this tomorrow. I'm tired and I just want to go home.” He nodded his head in understanding. I wish he let it go, just for tonight. My head was fuzzy and things that we were talking about didn't really go into my mind anymore.
He walked up to a chair, picked his jacket and shrugged it on. He cleared his throat and without looking at me he asked,
“You need a ride?” I was about to say 'no.', when he said “Of course, you do. You don't have a car.” It made me scowl. Why does he always have to break the few minutes of calm between us?
Without hearing me answer, he said “Let's go.” I wanted to deny him but I stopped myself. I did need a ride. So I picked up all my stuff from the bathroom and followed him outside.
Gifts
-- Gift
received Weekly Power Status
-- Power
Ranking 
-- Power
stone