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CHAPTER 55

Author: JOLINE
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-15 04:30:05

“Hey”

“Riann”

“Huh?”

“Do you usually fall asleep on strangers?”

Sharon became aware of her surroundings, and yes, she was sleeping on him

Still, she had no idea how she got into that position, since she had been sitting opposite him

“I'm sorry”

She said, standing up quickly. Like he was the plague

“I don't mind, really”

She went back to her initial sitting position

“No thanks”

“Are you hungry Bella?”

“No”

Sharon folded her arms around her waist, but she couldn't stifle the sound of her stomach growling

Luca gave her a comical smile

“Will you eat with me?”

Sharon sighed.

She knew where it was going. He would offer to feed her during the course of their meal, and hold her in a romantic position. And slowly, she would desire his touch, his affection

And eventually, they would do it again, and again, and Sharon would slowly fall in love—

“No, I don't dine with strangers”

Luca pressed a small bell and two waiters walked in with trays of food

“It's okay, I'll leave the room for you to eat if you're uncomfortable”

“No!”

“I mean, the room is big enough and it's not like we're eating from the same plate or anything. Besides, you ordered the food—

“Oh,well I guess I'll stay”

Luca sat down, and crossed his legs

But she didn't eat

she looked lost, out of place

“Let's play a game miss Riann”

Sharon looked up at him

“What game?”

We'll each guess something about each other. If I get it correctly, you'll eat something. If I don't—

If you don't, I get to hit you in the face

What?

Yup, that's what I want

Sharon because enthusiastic. The idea of hitting Luca, testing his boundaries, seeing how much he could take

Gave her a kind of satisfaction.

Plus, she felt she had to repay him for choking her on their engagement dinner night, and dropping her on the jade floor immediately they got to the house

“Agreed”

“Really”

Luca nodded

He leaned in, and fixed his eyes on her

“You have an eating disorder”

Sharon slapped her palm on her face.

“How'd you guess that?”

“I'm very observant, now eat”

Sharon took a spoon to her mouth, and had her first bite

“My turn

You're a narcissist”

“Really? Is that what you think?”

“Yes”

Luca ran his hand through his hair

Well you're right

He took a piece of cherry from a cake, and put it into his mouth seductively

“You hate me”

Sharon took her spoon to her mouth, but then she paused

“I don't”

Without giving him time to react, she threw her next guess

“You have a thing for tall blondes”

“Fuck no!”

They both laughed

“You were traumatised as a child—”

*****************

“Fuck!”

Claire said as she fumbled with a bunch of keys

She had just finished her shift, it was 10:45

She held several bags in her hand, her hair was messed out of the bun it was in, the mascara she hurriedly applied that morning was splurged around her eyes

The pink nail polish on her fingers had chipped off, and she looked tired as fuck

“Great!”

She said as she walked to the road. The cold breeze whizzed through the cheap fabric of her uniform.

It was going to rain, eventually. If she didn't find a cab soon, she would be drenched

She could've called an Uber, but her phone was dead.

Claire shivered as droplets of rain hit her skin. She used her body to shield the bag she was holding

Then

She heard the sound of a car pass by. It was just passing by, but for some reason, it stopped just ahead of her.

She needed a lift, needed that help. But she was done receiving help—

She walked further away from the car, not even looking back when the car door was opened

Not even turning out of curiosity when she heard footsteps behind her

Not increasing her pace for fear that he was a bad guy. If he came to rob her, then he was at a loss. She had nothing valuable. If he wanted to rape her, then he was also at a loss. She had been used so many times, that she was numb. To pleasure or pain. If he came to kill her, then he was probably doing her a favour—

“Claire”

She stopped, but she didn't turn back. She recognised his voice

“What do you want?”

He walked over to her, pulling off his suit as he got closer.

He wrapped it around her, and she felt her body relax slowly

“You can't die of hypothermia, not before I unravel what you've been hiding”

“Fuck you”

“Fuck you too”

He grabbed her hand and dragged her towards his car. She tripped as she walked. Her bag slipped from her hand and fell on the ground

He picked it up, pushed her into the car and slipped into the driver's seat

“What's your address?”

“Arman”

“What's your fucking address”

She mumbled her address to him reluctantly

There was silence for a while

“Your boyfriend stopped sending you an allowance, or you just like working yourself to death?”

“There’s dignity in labour”

Arman smiled for a second

“You can fool your best friend, but believe me you can't fool me. So stop playing those fucking games with me”

He looked at her from the mirror

but he didn't expect to see tears streaming down her cheeks. She was crying, silently. And her eyes were filled with pain. She tried to stifle her sobs

He pulled over

And sighed

“Claire”

“What the hell did he do to you—”

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