A Night with a Billionaire devil

"Scarlett point of view,"

"The user you are trying to reach is now unavailable, but you can leave a voicemail, and they will get back to you as soon as possible." 

"Please pick up the phone, Clara; there is an emergency." I called Clara and left a voicemail in a state of panic. 

Until I speak with Clara, I can not leave this restroom. 

How could I have made such a grave error? 

Apparently, in my haste, I walked into the wrong room. I turned around and studied the luxurious washroom with awe.

Even though it's the dead of winter, the sweat beading on my forehead is evidence of how frightened I feel right now. Due to thirst, my throat is becoming quite dry. I'm moving my saliva up and down in my throat to quench my thirst. 

I wish there were two doors in this bathroom, one of which opened to the street outside the hotel, so I could get out of this awkward situation. Unfortunately, there is no other way for me to leave this place. 

"Clara, I need you to call me right away so you can help me get out of this awkward predicament."I fixed my pleading gaze on the screen of my cell phone. 

My heartbeat was speeding up because of panic as the time on the mobile device continued to increase. 

"Scarlett, what is going on with you? I just looked at my phone, and I saw your calls and messages." 

"Thank God you reached out to me, Clara; I'm in an awful situation." As soon as Clara's call appeared on the phone screen, I exhaled with relief. 

"Awful situation? 

What kind of mess ?" her voice distinctly confused. 

"I hurried into the incorrect room." I responded, gulping down my saliva. 

"What? 

Scarlett, how could you create such a mess? Are you aware of the difficulties I will face because of your mess?" She yelled indignantly. 

"Clara, I apologise, but I didn't intend to do anything like that." I said slowly, wiping the sweat from my forehead. 

I merely apologised for entering the wrong room, but I'm sure she'll be quite upset when she finds out I was actually in Mr. Oscar's room and not some other person's. 

"Okay, Scarlett, now put the mess behind you and head straight for the address I gave you." I heard her breathing in and out over the phone as she took two to three deep breaths to control her rage. 

Oh no, now I have to give her a detailed explanation of what's going on. 

"Clara, as long as that man is present in the room, I am unable to exit the restroom." I tried to calm my racing heart by twitching my fingers. 

"Why? 

Why are you having a problem exiting the room right now?

You clearly stated to that person that you entered this room by accident. 

Scarlett, are you not capable of handling such a basic situation?" The displeasure in her voice was palpable. 

"Clara, you don't understand my issue; I entered Mr. Oscar's chamber, not the room of some unknown random guy." I tried to make her comprehend the gravity of the situation by emphasising the name Mr. Oscar. 

"Are you telling the truth, Scarlett? 

Are you certain that you are currently in Samuel's room?" Why did her voice suddenly return to normal when she should have been in a panic over this terrible situation? 

"Yes, I am speaking to you while I am covertly using Samuel Oscar's bathroom. 

Please, Clara, spare me from this uncomfortable predicament." I pleaded with her. 

"You scared me, Scarlett, but there's no need to panic; you've come to the perfect place." 

"What? 

What are you saying, Clara? How could you send me to meet your boyfriend in this manner?" Hearing her words made me feel as if someone had ripped the floor out from beneath me. 

"Scarlett, please stop bothering me. Samuel and I have been in a relationship for 5 years, and we have a relationship full of trust, just like an ideal husband and wife. If you spend time with Samuel once, there is no problem." I got the impression from listening to her statements that the circumstances did not affect her. 

"Clara, that's wrong; you shouldn't intentionally mislead Samuel."

"Why are you taking this inconsequential matter so seriously, Scarlett? 

Samuel was excited to spend time with me, but I unexpectedly had to leave town for a calendar photo shoot. There will be no problem if you spend some time with him today, and I will transfer the full amount to you as I promised." 

"Clara, have you lost your mind? 

Mr. Oscar is here to meet you, and it served no purpose in sending me to your place."

"Scarlett, my photoshoot was very important to me, and no matter what happens, Samuel and I are getting married soon, so you don't need to be concerned about our relationship. I sent you there merely to help you since you needed the money for your mother's treatment; the rest is up to you."  She is taking advantage of my helplessness because she knows I am in desperate need of money right now.

But I don't want to put up with her insanity at all costs. 

However, I desperately need money right now. How else will I be able to pay for my mother's medical care? However, since Samuel Oscar is my friend's boyfriend, I can't spend the night with him in the same room. 

I should go outside right away and apologise to Mr. Oscar for my error. How will I then pay for my mother's medical care? 

"Can you hear me, Scarlett?" It distracted me from the internal struggle when I heard Clara's voice. 

"I'm sorry, Clara, but I can't. Instead, I'll go outside and express my regret to Mr. Oscar before leaving the room." In a stern tone, I informed her of my decision. 

"But if you don't get your mother treated, she might pass away." She made another attempt to fray my fragile nerves. 

"I entered this room solely to make money, Clara, but I didn't expect that from you. I am now exiting the restroom." Before she continued to blackmail me about my compulsions, I disconnected the call from my end. 

I collected the courage to walk out of the restroom, and as I took a step toward the door to face, Mr. Oscar, I caught sight of Samuel Oscar standing in the doorway.