Chapter 7: I Shouldn't Want This

Sofia noticed my expression changed. “Is there something wrong?” She asked concerned. 

“No… it's just… I don't know. Read this.” I was confused and just passed the phone to her.

“Woah, there goes the ‘not fucking same woman twice’,” she squealed.

“Why are you excited about this?” I asked confused.

“This is an opportunity to get extra money,” she explained. 

“No, not going to happen, he owns my school Sofia,” I reminded her.

She rolled her eyes at me. “And so what, he won't find out,” 

“What if he does?” I pointed out.

“We would handle that when it gets to that bridge,” she looked at the text intently. 

“So what are you going to tell him?” She asked. 

“I…” she cut me short.

“You still have the app on your phone, which means a part of you was expecting a text from him,” She dragged my cheek playfully.

“No I wasn't,” I lied to myself. 

She looked at me with that knowing look.

“He's way older than me, I shouldn't be fucking him,” I said in a low voice. 

“But you said his hot,” she exclaimed.

“I said handsome not hot,” I corrected her dramatically hitting my hand on the table.

She laughed. “So are you saying he's not hot?” She asked teasingly.

“Well… he is but…,” she interrupted me.

“Anything after the ‘but’ isn't necessary,” she waved her hands in finality. 

“This is wrong,” I concluded. 

“What's wrong about having fun, I mean he would ease all the stress and still pay you,” she whispered. 

“You could use the money to sort out bills, maybe even go shopping,” she added.

“Sofia you're the devil,” I widened my eyes. 

“I know baby girl,” she did a little dance on her seat. 

I shaked my head in defeat, I was not going to win this one and even if I don't admit it a part of me still wants him to fuck me.

I sighed. “Fine I will accept the offer,”

“Why you acting like you don't want his cock,” she said a little too loud.

“Sofie, what the fuck,” I covered her mouth.

“I love the nickname,” she said sipping her coffee. 

She was going to make sure I explore my wildest fantasy, I just knew it from how she acted.

“Let me help you reply,” she said snatching the phone from me. When she gave me back I was shocked to see the chat.

“Pick me up by 7pm tomorrow baby,” and he's reply was “okay love.”

“Why you acting shocked like you don't want him,” she smiled widely.

“You need to go home and rest up, I will cover your shift tomorrow evening,” she said winking at me.

“You're going to be the end of me,” I shook my head at her.

When I got home, Papa was already asleep. 

‘Thank goodness’ I thought to myself. I didn't have the strength to deal with his behaviour.

After freshening up, I tried my best to sleep but was restless, I couldn’t stop thinking of him. Yes I admit it I want Damien but who wouldn't. I had to remind myself he was way too old for me and owned my school. I cleared the thought from my head.

“I just need extra money nothing else,” I cautioned myself.

I kept hearing muffled screams in my sleep, until it became clear who was yelling.

“You do nothing but sleep and complain about paying the bills,” Papa yelled.

“Why are you screaming this early,” I yawned and stretched.

“I need money,” he said sharply.

“For?” I asked looking intently at him.

“Are you questioning me child?” He asked angrily.

“You would save both our times if you give a valid reason,” I said getting up. I wasn't feeling sleepy anymore, it was 7am. I would just prepare for school. 

“Are you walking out on me?” He seemed furious. 

I didn't answer, I was tired and wasn't going to exchange words with him.

After freshening up I made breakfast, leaving his on the table, I knew he wants to use the money to get drinks, that's why I ignored him. I don't understand how he was almost dead and still wants to go back to the same thing that put him in that condition. 

“You’re really spoilt,” he yelled at me.

“Thank you,” I forced a smile shutting the door. Sometimes I wonder if he is my biological father, but I was not going to let that weigh me down.

School wasn't any easier, I had my final exam coming up and I need to pass them. As I walked to the library to read, I remembered the portrait I saw and it sent shivers down my spine. 

I read for a while then went home to prepare for what's to come at night. I was stressing over what I would wear then remembered it didn’t matter, he doesn’t even like me, so why overthink it and I didn't have any expensive clothes.

I put on a pink short gown, it fit my shape perfectly. 

A notification popped up on my phone.

“My driver would be with you shortly” I read it out loud. It sounded like a business transaction, well it was.

“Where are you going too,” Papa eyed me intently. 

“I'm going out with a friend,” I replied looking anywhere but at him.

“So you are slowly turning into a whore,” he spat out.

“I won't be back till tomorrow,” I said ignoring his earlier words and walking out on him.

As if on cue the driver arrived as i stepped outside. A lot of eyes were on me but I didn't care, there stares were not going to pay my bills, I entered the car and he drove off.

I went to the exact room as last time to wait for Damien, it brought back memories that made my stomach tingle.

“Excited to see me,” Damien teased me as he walked into the room.

“Seems like you were the one who couldn't get me off your mind,” I teased back.

“But you showed up for the money,” he smirked. 

I didn't know if it was just a joke but it offended me, it made me feel like I was a whore, or maybe I was.

“I don't think we should do this,” I changed my mind wanting to leave.

“Hey, I'm sorry if I sounded harsh,” he held my hand back. For the first time he pleaded. 

“It's fine,” I waved it off.

“Come with me,” he whispered in my ears, taking me to another room. It was bigger than the other one, but it had a lot of sexy toys there.

“Why… are we…” I was confused and short of words.

“We are going to try something new,” he bit my ear softly.

“What have I gotten myself into,” I thought to myself.