You know, the rich man, Noah he could have just forgiven me. 50 thousand dollars isn’t much for people like him, but he had to make a fuss about it.
He did that, because he had the power to do so. Rich people are so insensitive, they can never understand the problems of people like me.
I was acting destitute, that is because I have certain obligations, I did that because of my conditions. I would have never begged him if I was a free person, who didn’t have to worry about the bills, the rent, making ends meet, my little brother’s expenses and most of all, the goon Morty. He is the problem!
“ Hey Emma, that was Noah Enrique. “ Jess, a waitress in the same restaurant explains, reminding me of the existence of the man due to whom I lost my job.
“ But why was he harassing you? “ Jess asks confused.
“ Harassing… “
“ I mean why was he holding your wrist like that? Is he interested in you? Did he offer you something and you denied it. Is it the reason he threw you away with force? What happened between you guys? I can’t even believe Noah Enrique is interested in you. “ Jess exclaims, yes she is that type of girl who is always interested in gossip.
Before I can deny her made-up story, she shoves her phone right in my face.
“ Here see, I got the whole thing recorded to show to other girls, it will be such a great story. People will pay to hear it out and even better watch it. “ She exclaims, excitedly.
An idea pops in my head.
“ Hey Jess, can you send me that video. So I can remember my moment with The Noah Enrique. “ I lie in a girly tone, though the lie itself disgusts me.
“ Yeah sure. “ She replies and then goes for work.
This isn’t the actual time to arrive for work, but she gets away with it since she is dating our manager. I mean she is pretty, tall and beautiful, why wouldn’t anyone date her?
I sigh and go back home. I’m greeted by my brother of age 4. Sadly he doesn’t go to school yet, I can’t afford it for now. I thought this new job will help me a lot as it pays a handsome amount but I just lost it so now I’m doomed.
I play with my little brother Timothy, short for Tim for sometime before there is a knock on my door.
I look through the peep hole to see it is the goon Morty.
“ Morty.. Why are… you here? “ I ask, scared.
“ You know very well, open the door bitch. “ He shouts in a gruff voice.
I slowly open the door and he barges in. He is a tall and rough looking man. He has a lot of muscles on himself but no woman can ever find him pretty. He has such a bad stink.
“ My money. “ He states.
I lower my head, biting my lips. The thing is, I was supposed to get my paycheck today, but I got fired and now I won’t get any paycheck at all. Those are the rules of the restaurant.
“ Speak up bitch, did you go mute? “ He asks aggressively. Losing his temper. Morty loses his temper quite fast.
“ I couldn’t get your money, but I swear I’ll get it by tomorrow. I’ll get it to you I swear please don’t hurt us. “ I start pleading because I know where this is heading to.
“ You took fucking 90 thousand dollars from me for that piece of shit’s treatment and I gave it to you. You were supposed to return that money in 6 months and now it has been a year and only 20 thousand dollars have been paid so far. Where is the rest of the money? “ He screams like a mad man, kicking the sofa causing it to fall down and create a heavy voice.
Me and Tim both flinch, scared. Tim hides behind me.
“ Why couldn’t you get my money today? “ He asks bewildered.
“ I.. I got fired. “ I reply and with in an instant I am met with a tight slap, causing me to fall down. My cheek stings and the rooms spins for me. It takes time to get my vision straight.
“ Fucking bitch can’t do a single job right. Now how will I get my money? “ He screams.
“ I’ll give it to you somehow… just please don’t cause a scene. “
He advances towards Tim and picks him up roughly by his collar.
“ I’m going to hurt this brat really bad. You either give me the money by tomorrow night or I’ll fuck this whole house up and take your brother with me. “ Morty warns, finally leaving Tim.
He eyes the both of us dangerously, we’re both lying miserably on the floor before he finally decides to leave.
I run towards Tim and try to relax him as he is crying and so am I. After 10 minutes of effort, he falls asleep and I place him in his bed. I wipe my tears to get myself a glass of water to calm my nerves.
Just then Noah Enrique comes to my mind. I need money and fast. I think about what Jess said.
What if I can threaten him into giving me money with the help of that video.
It is risky but what other option do I have? I look at my other options and I find none.
I finally decide to go with my option, it is evil but I have no other choice.
I find his e-mail through the internet and decide to mail him.
I first mail the video alone. Then I mail him the following message
Transfer 70 thousand dollars to the account provided, or else this video will go viral.
I send the mail, my heart beating quite rapidly. In normal circumstances, I wouldn’t have ever done that. But my circumstances are nowhere near normal.
I wait for an hour before I finally get a mail-back, that was quick!
Waitress, you do realize the consequences of your action?
I get a message, not in the mail but from his private number. I freak out a little bit, but I’ve come this far, it would be useless to back out now.
I can defame you for sexual harassment, the video itself is a prove. If you do not want any threat to your career, send the money or else prepare yourself for the havoc. People will boycott your company.
I try to sound intimidating but feel like I’m failing.
Nothing like that happened, we both know it waitress.
I read his reply, thinking for a second and then text back.
You know that, I know that, but other people don’t know that. They will believe whatever the video shows, and your image will be ruined. You might even face charges of sexual harassment so think wisely.
I enter the send button.
I don’t get a reply for the next 30 minutes and that makes me anxious. Did I make a wrong decision?
Finally my phone beeps and I run towards it, I open his reply and relief spreads over me.
Fine, 70 thousand dollars, cash. Come to my office. The address is ***. You personally hand me the footage and I’ll give you the money.
His text makes me extremely happy. Finally all my problems will end. I won’t have to be scared for Morty. My debt will be paid and I can finally have some time to think about other stuff like Tim’s education.
I’ll easily get the money tomorrow.
Nothing can go wrong, right?
You would be wondering what a girl like me is doing with her life. Well, my name is Emma. I’ve been taking care of my little brother since I was 16, I’m currently 18. I work part-time jobs and jobs with minimum wage. That's all you can get with a high school degree.Last year, my brother Tim got sick. His sickness felt like never-ending pain. No medication would work and in the end, we had to opt for surgery, but surgery itself was expensive.The surgery required 90 thousand dollars and I didn’t have that much money. But I couldn’t just do nothing and let my brother die. From there, I heard of Morty. A local gangster who sometimes lends people loans with interest.I took a loan from him to save my brother’s life. But the amount was so much I couldn’t return it all back in the promised time. I worked several part-time jobs, without even caring for my own health. But they was never enough.Recently I got a job in a 5-star hotel. It
I walk back home, with a cheque of 70, 000 dollars and the title of a mistress. Was it worth it? I don’t know.I reach home and call Morty.“ Hello, you can pick up your money. I’m sorry for the delay. “ I whisper and then put the phone down.He arrives in 10 minutes and takes the cash.“ How did you get this money?” He asks“ That’s not your business,” I state.“ Whatever.” He says happily and leaves with his money. I hope he doesn’t come back now.Tim jumps towards me. He gets bored in the house sometimes.We play a little, watch some cartoons and then I get him ready for bed. After putting him to sleep I go to my bedroom and think about today’s events.“ You’ll have to warm my bed every single night, you will always be available for me. And during this period you will not come in contact with any men- “ Mr. Noah puts out his conditions, his voice emitting authority.“ I’m not in a relationsh
I have to jog down the stairs due to my heartless boss. I don’t even know where the restaurant is? I find the location on Google Maps and then run towards it. It is only 5 minutes away.Reaching it, I look bad but I don’t care. If I don’t get it in time. I am doomed! Mr. Enrique will roast me alive.“ What’s your business miss? “ The guard asks. Of course, they won’t even let me in looking like this. My clothes are cheap and I look nothing like someone who can afford this.“ I’m here to get lunch for my boss, Noah Enrique. ““ Okay miss. “ The guard replies politely and lets me in.I state my business again at the reception and am seated in the lobby. Noah’s lunch is handed to me instantly, I guess they have an arrangement or are fond of him. I mean who wouldn’t? The mighty and powerful Noah Enrique who likes belittling people. Anyways I job back to the building.I have to climb a hundred floors now.
The rest of the day is spent in cleaning the entire floor.I have to mop the floors, dust the walls and the expensive decoration pieces.“ A single piece is worth more than your entire existence. Do not break them “ He had advised in the same taunting manner.Rather than that, I have to fetch the boss’s dinner at 7 pm.I also have to mop the floor every single time someone comes in from the floors below.Only moping takes me 2 hours as the floor is huge, cleaning the walls takes me another 2 hours while dusting takes me 3 hours as I have to be extremely careful.I then clean the kitchen, cleaning any extra dishes, and then the dining room.I finish at 6:50. Almost 7, I have to serve him dinner by 7, only ten minutes left.I run as fast as I can down the stairs, my feet almost slipping but thank God I make it.I pick up his dinner and then jog up the stairs in a hurry. I’m fina
I march out of my bedroom, dressed in only a T shirt, the first thing I saw in my closet.I see Mr. Enrique sitting on my sofa. The audacity, after raping me, he is chilling on my sofa.“ How dare you take me in such a vulnerable state, while I was sleeping you took advantage of me and you’re sitting on my sofa as if nothing happened you four eyed demon! “ I shout.He is taken back by the intensity of my voice. He raises his brow at me.“ You might be forgetting that you are my mistress, I can do anything I want with you. You signed your body to me for one month. So lower your voice. “ He threatens.“ I might be a mistress, but that didn’t mean you could rape me. “ I object angrily.“ Well you did sign a contract Emma, now tell me, didn’t I tell you that I own your body for the entire month. Why would I need permission to touch something I already own? “ He asks, coming dangerously close to me.“ You could
Mature Content!!" Here is your coffee Miss. Sophia. I apologize, I didn't know you are specially permitted to use the private elevator. " I reply looking down.I place the coffee and start doing my chores which basically involves mopping the floor, dusting and so on.My arm hurts badly, I can barely work with it. I do the chores with my left hand as my right hand hurts badly. It is hard to do so many things with a painful arm and leg.Just then, the bell rings again. What now? Does he want to torture me more?" I'm going out with Sophia. Clean my office. Please the files in the shelves accordingly, also tell my assistant to cancel all my appointments for today. "" Yes Sir. " I reply, now scared of him.He doesn't give me a second glance, instead leaves with Sophia.If you're pretty and rich like Sophia, people will care about you.If you are poor and not desirable, no one will car
Noah's POVI wake up late, my head is aching due to the hangover.I reach my office in my Mercedes. Going towards my office, none of my employees rush to greet me or try to please me. They know that it doesn't work on me.I always prefer those employees who are focused on their work. John my manager is the best example.I reach my floor and I am see the sight of the most unprofessional and useless employee ever!Emma." Emma bring a strong coffee in my cabin. " I order." Morning sir. Yes sir. " She replies scared.Why is she scared? Oh fuck, last night!Emma arrives with my coffee." Emma about last night- "" I don't want to talk about it. Just fulfilled the duty of a mistress, so nothing to talk about. " She replies bitterly.Who is more bitter today? The coffee or Emma?" Did you take the pills? " I ask taking a sip of my coffee." What pills? " She asks confused and I swear I coughed
" Well sad for you darling, you can not fucking leave me for a month. I own you so shut that mouth of yours. " He booms, leaving his seat and pushing his upper body on my seat.Cutting the distance between us, he comes extremely close. I can see the immense anger in those white orbs." The month will end Me. Enrique. " I chirp, still not aware of my situation. Shut your mouth Emma, before Mr. Enrique eats you alive!" Not if I don't want to. " He comments, with an evil grin.What is that supposed to mean?" Wh..what is that supposed to mean? " I stutter." Little one don't you know? I can extend the contract if I want to, up to 5 years, with extra sum paid. Someone should have read the contract. " He breaks it to me, slowly coming closer to my neck. His breath falls like feathers on my neck." You won't do that...no please " I beg, not wanting to take this torture for more than a month.He rolls his eyes at my plea." Get out