Capítulo 17: Solve The Problem
Rion immediately came out of his room and went with Alex who was already in the car. "Have you contacted the company that distributed the article?" Rion asked as he opened his cellphone, a lot of messages and calls came into his cellphone.
"Yes, sir. Now that article is no longer available," said Alex, handing Rion the cell phone.
"You damn it, Dean," Rion cursed. He was annoyed at the amount he had to pay the company to have them remove the article about Magenta.
"We're here," Alex said, stopping the car.
Rion smirked, he loosened his shirt and looked intently at the house they were about to come to. "Just you wait, Dean,"
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Magenta POV on
I took off the coat that Rion was wearing on me and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked at myself in disgust as many men had touched my body.
"Ah,"
I winced as I blinked because that bastard Mandy was holding my eyelids open. I remember what he said to me when Rion hadn't come to the villa.
"What do you think would happen if people found out about your weakness? You will be forgotten, no one will be interested in you anymore," Mandy whispered while touching my body.
"I don't care, I don't even want to be like this," I said, biting my lip to hold back a sigh as Mandy's hand squeezed my chest.
"Really honey?"
"Mhhh," my sigh escaped as Mandy squeezed my chest hard. I'm really disgusted to see his face that looks full of lust and enjoying the game.
"Don't hold it in, just get your sighs out before Rion comes," Mandy whispered in my ear which made my body shiver.
I hugged my body when I remembered that, and my tears slowly fell down. I really look like a bitch now. Rather than that, how did he know about my weakness? He seemed so sure of it. I looked at myself in the mirror, looking very pitiful, with very red eyes with disheveled hair. My thoughts drifted to the thoughts of the curly-haired man who entered the room.
"How did he know that I was pretending to be blind? Was he ordered by Mandy? Or one of the rivals of Rion's company? Then what does it mean if we meet again?"
Various questions popped up in my head, especially the look on the man's face that made me uncomfortable. I shook my head wiping the tears running down my cheeks. I chose to lie down in bed but I stood back up when I remembered that I was now wearing contact lenses.
"Should I take it off?"
"Of course, you have to, stupid Magenta,"
I cursed myself. I immediately removed the contact lenses and put them in their place carefully because I don't have a contact lens case with me right now. I hope that Rion really doesn't come home or else my disguise will be caught by him and new problems will arise again.
Magenta POV off
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Dean who had been asleep in her room woke up when she heard a voice from downstairs. She got up slowly and took the gun she had hidden under her bed. She peeked through the hole in the door, her eyes wide in shock when she saw the living room light on even though she was sure she had turned it off.
Dean then came out of her room with the gun and pulled the trigger. She saw someone rummaging through her living room. Dean's body trembled but she mustered up the courage and continued to descend slowly while holding on to the wall.
"Who are you!" shouted Dean, pointing a gun at the man who had ransacked her living room.
The man stopped what he was doing and slowly turned to Dean. Dean kept pointing her gun with trembling hands, her eyes widen in shock to see in front of her was Alex, Rion's secretary.
"Hello, Dean. How are you? Long time no see."
Dean looked away when she heard someone say her name. She changed the direction of the gun when she saw Rion sitting on the sofa with a haughty face.
"Put down your gun or my secretary will finish you off. I came here well."
"Coming well? Entering without permission you called came well?" Dean joked, she took a sip to shake off her fear.
"Then the interview without my knowledge do you think that's good too?" Rion said, this time he stood up and headed towards Dean with a sinister face.
Plak! The gun in Dean's hand fell as Alex kicked it. With a reflex Dean's body immediately retreated with a frightened face. "I'll scream and people will catch you," said Dean, daring to raise her head and look Rion in the eye.
"Scream, then your brain will scatter," said Rion.
Dean glanced sideways at her, Alex was now aiming her gun at her head. "Ah and also before you can catch me, you're the one I'm going to put in jail," Rion said as he caressed Dean's cheek slowly and then gripped him hard.
"What do you mean?" Dean said in an incoherent tone, she winced a few times because her cheeks hurt.
Rion hints at Alex to keep looking for the money the company gave him. Rion gripped Dean's cheek again as Dean looked away. "How dare you look at the others when you're talking to me,"
"You ask why you went to jail?" Rion released his grip so hard that Dean's body staggered. "I heard you tortured Magenta until she had to work,"
"I don't have a whip, so how about using a belt, the pain will be the same, right?"
Dean shook her head as Rion removed the belt from his waist and started to roll it in his hands. "I'm her mother, it's up to me what to do with her,"
Plak! "It's up to me as your daughter's boss," said Rion with a scream of pain from Dean's mouth.
Plak! Plak! Plak! Blow after blow landed on Dean's body until Dean fell to the floor, her smooth body was now covered in bruises and blood was pouring out.
"I don't think you ever think, this is how Magenta feels. And I also got to know why you like whipping it so much, it's really fun," said Rion with a grin.
"Arrrgh,"
A scream of pain escaped Dean's mouth as Rion whipped her so hard that her ears began to tingle and her vision began to blur. She watched with her eyes starting to darken as Rion smirked at her as he rolled up his belt.
"I have it,"
Rion's hand which was raised and ready to whip Dean fell back down when he heard Alex's voice. He saw Alex walking towards him with two very large suitcases. Dean, who looked helpless earlier, immediately dragged her body when she saw the suitcase that Alex was carrying.
"Shut up you bastard," Rion said as he stepped on Dean's hand until a loud scream came out of Dean's mouth. Dean shook her head as she continued to struggle as Rion opened the suitcase.
Rion's smile widened when he saw the contents of the suitcase filled with money. Rion took a little money from the suitcase and bowed.
"I'm sorry for whipping you, wasn't I nice?" Rion put the money in Dean's mouth. "Don't you ever dare to do anything related to Magenta again without my permission, let alone to the detriment of my company, or you'll get more than this. You understand don't you?"
Dean nodded quickly as Rion gripped his cheek so hard that tears rolled down his cheeks. Rion released his grip with a grin. He straightened his coat then put his hands in his pockets and walked leisurely out of Dean's house, Alex following behind him with two suitcases in his hands.
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"Mom, please think again," Jessy pleaded in a pitiful voice. She held her mother's body as she continued to plead.
"Mom I beg you," Jessy said again, this time she prostrated herself in front of her mother until her mother stopped what she was doing and turned to Jessy.
"Stand up," her mother said flatly but Jessy didn't budge.
"I won't stand until mom persuades dad to cancel my overseas departure," Jessy continued to prostrate, even now she was kissing her mother's feet.
"Stand up or I'll block your atm card"
"Mom, you can't be like that," said Jessy who immediately stood up in a panic at her mother's words. "I can't do without it,"
"Then go abroad," said her mother, cutting Jessy off.
"Mom, I don't,"
"You have disgraced Mandara's company, Jessy!" her mother said in a high tone making Jessy lower her head for a moment.
"I told you not to be friends with Magenta a long time ago, but you still don't listen to me," her mother sighed calming her emotions when she saw Jessy's body tremble at her words. "I've convinced your dad not to worry about you being friends with Magenta but look what you did to Magenta, and you did it at Stevano's company, the company your dad really wanted,"
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