CHAPTER 4

Celeztine’s Point of View

“So I can call you instantly if I need something.”

“You may sit there,”  Governor added as he pointed the vacant seat just a few distances from him.

“B-but I’m not allowed…”

“No buts, this is my plane, I have my own rules, besides can you stand there for 13 hours of flight?” He asked.

“It’s alright Sir, I was trained…”

“No, sit there and come when I call you.” He insisted I think I have left no choice.

“Alright Sir, Thank you,” I mumbled before walking just a few distances to the seat he pointed to earlier.

The flight was quite long and every time I took a glance at the Governor it always made me regret it because I always caught him staring at me which made me uneasy the whole flight.

And finally, we’re in Paris. The cold wind embraced me as it penetrates my thin uniform, a good thing I brought a scarf with me.

“I heard we’ll stay in an expensive hotel,”  Cara uttered after we get inside of a limousine.

“No doubt, Governor Isaac is a billionaire, I’m not surprised anymore,”  Calvin replied.

“I wonder how much is the salary after this,”  Cara mumbled sounding excited which made me glance at them.

Aren’t they receiving the first salary from Miss Yvonne? Despite that question I remained silent, they probably received it and they're pertaining to the bonus salary we will receive on the third day.

I stayed quiet for the whole ride while watching the views outside of the transparent window while the couple keep on talking to each other. I saw the famous Eiffel Tower of Paris from a distance, I hope we have time to visit it.

“How about you Celeztine? How’s the flight with the Governor?”Cara asked sounding teasing which I didn’t find fun.

I shrugged.

“It’s fine Cara,” I replied flashing a half-smile.

“I wish I was the one assigned to him, I’m sure he’ll like my service and might offer me an additional bonus,” Cara claimed.

I nodded.

“Yeah, I think so.”

After saying that, I pretended that I’ll sleep, I don’t know I’m not just comfortable talking to them. We’re not close even in the class.

After a couple of minutes, the limousine stops in front of a tall building.

The hotel screams elegance and luxury with its exterior design.

I just followed them until we reach our rooms. Finally, I can rest now. I let my body fall onto the soft mattress. I closed my eyes but after just a couple of minutes, someone knock on the door.

I lazily get up and open the door just to see Cara and Calvin outside.

“Hi.” I greeted.

“Hi Celeztine, would you like to join us? We’re visiting the Eiffel Tower.” Calvin stated.

I shook my head and smiled at them.

“No thanks, I need some rest,”  I replied politely.

They just nod their heads before they left.

“I told you let’s not invite her.” I heard Cara mumble before they vanish from my sight.

I heaved a deep sigh before I went inside my room and closed the door. But after just a few minutes, someone knocks on the door again. Who is it this time? Did the couple go back?

“I told you I don’t want…” Before I finish my sentence my eyes widened a bit, embarrassment reign on me to see Governor Guevarra outside.

“G-Governor Guevarra.”

“Are you fighting with someone?” He asked and chuckled.

I shook my head and bowed.

“I-i’m sorry Sir.” I deeply apologized, seems like someone won’t receive her salary bonus.

“Don’t mention it, may I come in?” He asks which made me glance at him.

“Y-yes Sir, sorry I haven’t finished fixing my things,” I muttered, my luggage is still a mess.

“It’s alright dear.”

“Do you need something else, Sir? You should have just called me through the landline and not bothered to go down here.” - I concluded politely.

“Yes, I need something.”  He said before shifting his gaze at me.

The depth of his stares made my heart palpitate, damn I’m getting nervous here.

“I want you Celeztine.”

I was looking at him flashing a confusing face. Waiting for him to say that he was just kidding, but a couple of minutes had passed yet he didn’t say a word, just staring at me seems reading my emotion and to wait for my response.

“W-what do you mean Sir?” I asked firmly but deep inside I’m trembling in fear.

“I don’t want to go around the bush Celeztine, I’ve been a very straight person. I want you to be my mistress.” He pointed out.

“A M-Mistress?”

“Are you kidding me S-sir? Who would agree on that? Who wants to be a mistress anyway?”  I asked unbelievably. Is this happening?

“No one wants to be a mistress but sometimes you have to analyze first before you reject the offer. Who knows this is your chance to save your father?” He uttered.

“W-why are you doing this to me S-sir?”

“I like you Celeztine.”

That made my eyes widen.

“That’s impossible,”  I replied, I barely saw him, just on posters and banners most of the time.

“It’s not.”

“If you’ll ask me when it started, I have no time to explain it.” He whimpered.

“Well then, you ask for the wrong person. I would never be your or anyone’s mistress.”  I uttered firmly.

That made him raise his eyebrows.

“Don’t you want to save your father, you mentioned in the interview that you’re doing this for him right?” He asked.

“Yes, to be your flight attendant and not to be your mistress. I’ll find the way for it. Don’t worry about it Sir, it’s not your business anymore.”  I affirmed.

“The operation will cost a million.”

“Can you provide that?” He added.

It made me silent for a few moments and shifted my gaze on the verandah. I know the answer already but no.

“I’m giving you an offer that would make your life easier and better, I thought you love your father.” He continued.

“Don’t question my love for my father Sir, you don’t know a thing,” I grunted.

“Alright, I’m sorry. Here’s the contract.”  He maintained and handed me a piece of paper.

I look at him unbelievably and didn’t get the paper from him.

“You’re unbelievable, how are you sure that I’ll agree to your offer huh? And you even prepare a contract?”  I asked continuously. All I can feel is disgust over this man. Does he think that everything can be bought with his money?

“Look at the terms and conditions first, it might change your mind. I’ll be leaving it here, you know where to call me.” He found it like he was sure that I’ll agree to his offer and was about to leave the room when I stop him.

“Fine. But stay here and I’ll tell you my final decision, no need to take this so long, I’m determined to refuse your offer.”  I uttered firmly.

He just shrugged. I immediately get the contract and read it. I put my focus on it, and my eyes widened a bit to read each term and condition. The contract says that I have to meet up with him 3 times a week, but it also says that he can visit me or meet up with me anytime he wants. The contract also says that sexual intercourse is prohibited if one of us disagrees or doesn’t want to, and if someone failed to do so means the termination of the contract. I was shocked when I read it, the Governor isn’t over me to be a sex toy or sex slave like what I always saw in the movie or read in novels. There is also a tempting salary written on the contract that even I can’t imagine earning at the end of the month.

I look at him, he was just looking at me blankly.

“Call the Doctor assigned for my Dad’s operation and tell him to start it immediately.” I challenged. This isn’t a bad offer, after all, most of the terms and conditions were in favor of me, all I am asking is why this man wants to see me and be with me of all the beautiful women in the City who are much qualified than I do? Does he like me?

“Sure. Do you have any requests?” He asked and pulled out his latest model of the famous mobile brand.

I shook my head and wait for him to do the next moves.

He seems didn’t think twice and dialed on his phone, I know with his power and connection, it’s not impossible.

“Good evening Doctor Martin. It’s me, Governor Isaac Guevarra, the payment for Mr. Dior’s operation has been sent to your bank account. Please proceed to the operation as soon as possible.” The Governor stated full of authority.

He gave her the phone.

“Ask for confirmation.”  He uttered.

I handed the phone and put it next to my ear.

“Hello, Miss Dior? This is Doctor Martin and I am the one assigned to your father’s operation, it has been paid by Governor Isaac Guevarra, we’ll proceed to the operation today.”- The voice on the other line muttered, it made her glance at the Governor and the latter just smiled at her.

“T-thank you Doc, please take care of my Dad,”  I replied before giving back the phone to him.

“Here’s the receipt.”  He showed her the screen of his phone this time, flashing a receipt of payment confirmation to the bank, with a note written on it that it was for her father’s medical operation. She can’t imagine how powerful this man is.

She bit her lip.

“I’m still allowed to go to school and finish my college right? It’s just a one-year contract.”  I asked waiting for confirmation from him.

“You’re still free to do what you want Celeztine.”The Governor confirmed.

I nodded and heaved a deep breath as I shifted my gaze from him to the contract and slowly walk to it. When I handed the pen, my hands were shaking.

I closed my eyes. It’s my father’s safety over my dignity.

With a determined and convinced mind, I opened my eyes and started to move the pen.

I found myself signing the contract. I’m now a Governor’s Mistress.