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Sophia Censatio

I saw his beautiful eyes looking at me and I shivered. I didn't know what he was going to do to me. I promised but I couldn't keep it.

I can't go to jail. The idea of ​​leaving my family, especially my mother, began to haunt me. I shivered at the very thought. My priority is to see her wake up and walk on her two legs again. Seeing me in prison is a total disaster, not only for me but also for my family.

"Shall we cut to the chase, Miss Censatio?" Speaking dangerously, he took a step forward and I took a step back until my back was against the wall. I swear and close my eyes tightly.

 

"Where do I start?" He whispered again in my ear and I felt his warm breath on my neck and it immediately made my heart beat faster. 

What's wrong with me? 

I was thinking about everything that just happened and is still happening between us.

I slowly opened my eyes and his magical blue eyes were still staring at me. "What... What are you doing?" I stuttered quietly and spoke before he could say anything.

"Follow me." he ordered, turning and walking towards his office. As I was still shaking in fear, he slammed the door, which made me shiver even more in fear. I have to make sure this man is okay or not. Seconds ago, he was calm and charming but then suddenly he sucks again.

I silently followed him like a lost puppy, put my shaky hand on the latch, and slowly opened the door. I peeked before entering and couldn't help but admire his office and the whole room for a moment. It was bigger than my apartment.

How much money does this person have? All the things set in this room seems expensive, clean and elegant. I couldn't stop staring at this scene right in front of me. “So where is my money? You promised to give my money today, remember?" I heard him ask, I was shaking and slowly made my way to his desk.

"I...I tried my best but couldn't get the money. But I promise to pay. I'll make sure I pay for everything I promised." I said hurriedly before he could say a word.

"When are you doing that?"

"I still haven't found a job and everywhere I go, I get rejected and the shaky look on their faces still stuns me when I go to an interview..." I stopped suddenly, I saw his expression and I looked at him. "You made them do this?" I pointed at him and he chuckled. 

"How dare you!" I shouted in anger but his face still had a relaxed expression. 

"Calm down, you're still in my office. I'll arrest you for trespassing if you act out of line." he sneered again as he said that.

"What?! You told your men to force me here. You're just screwing things up even more for me. I had a good life until you came into my life and screwed it up! I don't have a job, it's.. it's all your fault. Are you trying to intimidate me now?"

"It's simple. Work for me and everything will be the same... If not, better than before. I'll give you good money, go and cure your sick mother."

"Samuel, I made it clear that I would never work for someone like you. You better put me in jail and spend the rest of my life there! No matter what happens next, I will never work for someone like you."

A ruthless man who made my life miserable, I couldn't imagine what he would do to me if I worked for him. He was angry and I could see that my reaction had upset him. Does he still dream and think that I will be happy to work for him?

“Your work begins next Monday. Miss Censatio. You must be in the office by 8:00 a.m or 8:00 a.m at the latest. Book flights if necessary, read and respond to all emails... I always have my coffee before..."

"I never said I would work for you one day." I got mad and cut him off. "It's my life and my choice. I'd rather go to jail than work for you. I'll keep saying it," I said sternly. 

"What happened that you couldn't work for me?!" He suddenly got angry at me and spoke harshly, now standing in front of me with me against the wall. His whole body was pressed on me and I felt her hot breath on my face for the second time that morning, but now it felt scary.

"What happened? Everyone who wears your shoes will be thrilled with this opportunity. Do you know what working for me means to you? Are you kidding me?" he added.

“Stop talking like that, Mr. Samuel. You can't intimidate me. If you don't let me work somewhere else, I'd rather go to jail." I repeated those words with firm determination, even though I was shaking with fear.

He looked at me and shook his head. “Prepare to continue working for me from next week. Don't be late, I won't tolerate that," he said arrogantly. 

"I never said I would accept your offer. I told you I didn't want to work with you."

He looked at me angrily. "So how many years would you rather spend in prison than work for me? Do you know what you're talking about? You are crazy? Your mother is ill and is in the hospital bed. Your brother and sister haven't paid the tuition yet and you still have to pay the rent, so you've decided to turn down my offer?'' He was furious. 

"Don't try to scare me, I'm not afraid of you." I watched him sigh and walk away from me and back to his desk.

I don't know what's wrong with him. Why did he insist on working for him when he hated me and threatened to pay him a huge amount of money for ruining his image? This guy is so unpredictable and crazy at the same time. 

"Go away." he commanded abruptly, pointing to the door. My face instantly lit up with excitement.

"but what... excuse me? Really?! I... Can I go?" I asked, stunned. 

"Prepare to stand trial. You know the consequences of tarnishing the image of the most respected and richest billionaire in the world. I will stop your brother and sister's education and possibly your mother's treatment too... Who knows if it will backfire on you and never end up being caught up? Not only will your brother and sister drop out of school, but you will all be homeless." He said what he would do as he got up and stood in front of me.

I want to slap him now. How dare he scare me like that. He was the reason I became who I am right now, he pointed me in this direction with no sign of remorse. I clenched my fists and tried to hold back the terrible tears that were about to fall down my face. He will only try to make me more vulnerable if I break down in his presence. 

“What do you think of this whole thing, Aaron? Can you tell people how it feels to treat people like trash? What is it like to feel so mean and heartless to people?! Or, do you want to focus on your strength and power because you who can do what you want with people?" I questioned.

The truth is, it hurts so much right now. But I decided to be strong for my family and I wanted to help them badly just that,I do not know a way to go about it.

"How can you be so cruel? I wouldn't be here if my manager hadn't fired me for telling him to do that to me. Why are you so mean and heartless? Why? Why, Mr. Samuel!" I screamed to him loudly and now I punch him in the chest, but he doesn't move and I feel like he's made of stone. I felt weak in front of this evil person and I hate myself even more especially my current situation. What does he think of himself? 

"I don't have to explain to anyone. My proposal is still in effect. It's easy. All you have to do is change your mind and agree to work with me. That's all. You will not refuse my word and my offer when I say: I will reward you well. Four thousand dollars a month. I'm sure it will help you a lot. Do you still refuse my offer after hearing the great offer?” he said, gently pulling my hand out of his shirt and stepping back into his seat. 

"I...I'm not...And one day...I'll work for you!" I grit my teeth and said