Chapter 5

I watched him leave until he closed my door. An hour later, my phone rang—Felia was calling via video call, so I quickly picked it up.

“We’re in the lobby,” she said, sounding smitten.

“And—” Felia didn’t finish her sentence because Prislet suddenly snatched the phone.

She looked at me with dead eyes, and I swear, even through the screen, I could feel the tension when she spoke.

“What did you do this time, Capris Hestia?”

I cleared my throat and tried to speak naturally even though my voice was still hoarse.

“What? Did I do anything wrong?” I said quickly, then ended the call.

I started picking up the used plastics on the floor—wrappers, bottles, everything—then wrapped them up in paper. I cleaned my whole unit as fast as I could and even smashed and threw away the chocolate. It felt like such a waste, but I still chose to throw it away.

This time I became wiser—making sure there's no things they will see. I occupied myself for vacuuming my whole unit.

Also thinking,why then too slow coming up here when they were already at my lobby.

As I was thinking of cooking for them, I saw the pork loin, so I decided to boil it first before roasting it in the oven for forty-five minutes. While waiting, I suddenly heard my door unlock.

“Kitchen!” I shouted.

When they reached the kitchen, I was shocked by how they started forming a circle, like they were cornering me.

“Hey, what’s going on? Are you pulling some prank on me?” I asked, slowly stepping back—but I almost tripped, not noticing I was already at the edge. Luckily, Alea grabbed my arm and helped me steady myself.

“What’s your trip to—” I stopped when Prislet suddenly grabbed my hair. Her grip was so strong that I knew she wasn’t joking. She leaned closer and smelled my breath.

She scoffed. “Really, Capris Hestia? You’re doing it even when you’re not drunk? Are you crazy?”

I hold her hands on my hair trying to slip away from her, “What are say—ouch! Don’t pull my hair! Let go!”

She let go of me. “Girls, tell your friend who we saw.”

I looked at them, and they answered in unison, “Your rapist.”

I reacted violently. “Farvo wasn’t a rapist! He never was!” I said quickly, almost shouting.

Prislet snapped and almost hit me with her hands when I stopped urgently, “just because of that you're getting angry and even hurt me,are you insa—” I didn't see her left hand was ready and slapped me more harder.

I look at her with fierce look and even cross my arms with arching eyebrow, “you know what if you didn't stop hurting me, please just go,” I said and slapped her too that triggered her to hurt me again using her both hands to grab my hair that Alea and Felia go in our between to stop and separate us.

Then Felia shouted, “Aren’t you going to stop? You’re hurting each other! You could have just talked this out. And you, Prislet, you started this—”

Prislet fired back, “Are you an idiot? I’m trying to save Hestia from what she was doing! Tita Paisley—Your mother would not be happy—”

I almost choked, my mouth barely able to form words. “R-repeat what you just said,” I demanded, my voice sharp.

Then I whispered, barely audible, “My parents are already dead, especially my mother that dead for almost two decades.”

I gather to compose even my voice cracking as my eyes forming tears that I didn't know where came from then point out the door, “Get out now!”

When they get out, I broke down behind the door slowly slid that made sit and hug my knees,“ No, my mother already dead,” those words that came from my mouth with sobbing.

After sobbing and crying,she decided to go to the same bar where's she always go—where Farvo's working.

Putting an almost hundred layer of foundation and power to cover my swelling eyes and put a super shining red lipstickI decided to wear a body-hugging dress with a deep V-plunge cut from the chest down to the waist, detailed with lace embroidery. Both sides of the skirt also have high slits that add a bold, elegant touch then let my hair straight down.

Then I realize, it was only two in the afternoon and the bar wasn't still open so I just use my phone to kill the time.

When the time finally came, I slid behind the wheel of my Porsche and drove myself to the bar, the city lights reflecting off the sleek hood as if the night itself was daring me to show up.

This was me, turning the hurt inside me in to excitement—as I sped off to the bar. When I finally arrived, my mood shifted; I frowned when I didn’t see Farvo anywhere. I went straight to Arianda to ask, and she said he was here, on duty. So, I started looking around for him.

The moment I stepped into the main floor, the heavy bass wrapped around me, and the scent of liquor and perfume filled the air. Some strippers and even a few men in suits tried to stop me.

“Hey, gorgeous, come have a drink with us!” One of them called out, grinning.

“Damn, look at that dress—don’t walk past, sweetheart,” another teased, his tone half-drunk, half-awed.

“C’mon, one dance? You look too fine to be walking alone,” a third added, his eyes following every step I made.

I didn’t even glance their way. I just kept walking, heels clicking against the polished floor, the dim lights tracing the curves of my dress. Every step felt deliberate, untouchable like I owned the night but didn’t owe anyone a look.

As I started to look upstairs, my legs began to tremble, my mind spinning with what I might see. Then I froze—literally froze—when I saw Farvo sitting beside that same girl we’d dumped last Monday while we were too busy making out.

Before I could even move, a group of people crowded around them, cheering wildly.

“Deeper! Deeper the kiss!” they shouted, their voices blending with the pounding bass.

I stood there, watching them like animals losing control under the flashing lights. The scene felt chaotic, loud, and cruel.

I almost curse every bad words I knew as my clutch bag fell and even lost my balance that also made myself as a scene stealer.

I barely noticed how fast everything was moving until Farvo was suddenly right in front of me, his hands scooping me up before I could even react. My breath caught as I looked at him—especially at his lips, smeared with bright red lipstick. My eyes narrowed, disbelief twisting into a sharp ache in my chest, one I didn’t even know was there.

Slowly my anger raise up as I start kicking my feet, “put me down!” I said it with a mix of disgust, irritation, and anger.

But he just tightened his hold, stretching my dress as I moved, making it ride up even more. “Stop it. Your dress is too short—you’ll be exposed,” he warned.

“What’s your problem now? You’re the one kissing someone else!” I shot back.

He brought me to another private lounge with front glass and put me in the sofa as he started laughing endlessly.I smacked him many times in the stomach to get him to stop laughing that I didn't see my last hit will be fall between his thighs.

What’s he imagining right now…?

I was supposed to remove it immediately when he put his hand over mine to press my hand there.

I could have been happy, a spark stirring inside me—but then I remembered what I saw earlier, and my teeth clenched. “Let go of my hand, Farvo,” I said.

I crossed my arms. “Why don’t you just hand that over to your new customer over there?”

He let out a low chuckle, but when he saw my glare and the way I rolled my eyes, he pressed a finger to his lips like zipping them shut. “Jealous, Miss?”

I diverted my look at him but he control he pressed my hands again of his.

I grabbed his arms, my face flushed with anger. “I can’t take it anymore! You’re all just making me mad and breaking me today!” I shouted at the top of my lungs, pointing right at him.

He looked shocked but tried to calm me, brushing his fingers softly across my face. “Shh… who hurt you?”

My voice cracked as I confessed, “My friends… they hurt me, and I just known something and I didn’t know if it was true. I was driving and it was around six then I saw you with another girl.”

“Why are you jealous? She’s just another customer—like you,” he said calmly, which only fueled my anger even more.

I stood up and ready to leave he blocked my way when I move on his side when he also did.

“What the heck?” I said annoyed.

He locked me as bent to reach the sofa, “ let's talk,” he talk like he was begging.

I knot my forehead as a furrowed, “I believe that we have nothing to talk since I wasn't your customer today,” I said confidently.

I almost shout when he carried and put me in the walls, locking up my hands above my head as he whispered on my ear, “ I repeat,are you jealous?” Then he bited my ears as he pressing his body on mine.

“What are we for me to jealous? We are nothing!” I said firmly with teasing.

By body started to react when I felt him, “Turn on?” I tease followed by saying his name that more sounds like a moan.

He whispered again this he's the one who sounds frustrated, “Fuck,stop the tease or I gonna take you?”

I laughed as I curse him too in seductive tone and followed with—“As if I let you?”

But those teasing turn into calling his name breathlessly when his lips suddenly landed in between of my valleys and I was already lost when I didn't even notice that he already make me half naked.

My hands is pulling his hairs and his mouth started to suck me there like a baby while playing the other one while his hands then he stop and look as me.

He grinned at my reaction and get his mouth there as his both slowly lit up my dress and massage my legs harder before touching my entrance that still in cover, “so wet for me,huh?” he smirked before getting aside for his finger to enter.

“Farvo…..” I bit my lower lip.

Then bent down to as he parted wider to dive me. He even put my other leg on his shoulder as his tounge together with his finger that moving in and out fast.

“ I'm cumming,” He stood and hug me as about to fully upper my dress, I warned him,“they see us,” I pointed the glass then he carried behind the sofa.

“It’s dirty,” I uttered but then Farvo didn't mind as he free himself in his boxer and sit down on floor then guided me to sit on his while facing the walls,as soon as I sit I felt him, gripping his tighter on my waist before entered me.

“Ahh…Farvo!” I moaned.

I felt he move faster as he move while hands crawl all over my body until it went down.

“Ohhh!” I moaned longer as his finger also worked on me that also made me bite my longer lip.

As he move rapidly, I also start hearing his moans.

I nearly lost control on my body as I almost stumble but his one hand grab me.I remove myself my I felt his liquid out.

We are in my room right now both panting after finishing fifth round. I look at the ceiling,still trying to catch my breath.

“Farvo,” he stop cleaning me and look at me, “ that's not part of your job.” I resisted him and was about to grab the tissue from him, but he just shook his head at me.

He also threw it away before speak, “ it's not but I believe it's my responsibility and wanted to do that.”

I covered myself and reached for my pills before looking at him. “Are you going back there?” I asked when I saw Farvo start putting on his shirt.

He stopped and looked at me, a playful glint in his eyes. “Are you still up for another round?”

I felt my face heat up. “No,” I said quickly, then shifted topics. “Do you really need that much money?” I asked slowly, carefully choosing my words.

He froze, then nodded slightly. “For my mother,” he admitted.

I cleared my throat, gathering all my strength and confidence. “Resign from your work, and I’ll pay you five million every month just to be my bedwarmer and bed playmate,” I said firmly. I saw his jaw drop in shock.

When he finally recovered, Farvo cleared his throat. “Sorry to ask, but… where does your money even come from? I mean, I noticed you don’t work.”

I laughed softly, a mix of amusement and pride. “I inherited several companies around the world. My parents worked hard, and through succession, I became their heir. I don’t work because my relatives manage everything—I just live off what they’ve built for me.”

Then he threw another question at me. “How will you assure me about the monthly payment?”

“I can send you a contract to sign for our agreement, and I’ll just call my lawyer. So… what’s your answer?”

“Then… it’s a deal, miss.”

“Good. Resign now at the bar and come back here for the contract,” I said, my tone leaving no room for argument.

I grab excitedly as I call Attorney Vassilio for him to draft about this contract, we talked him in speaker together with Zackillio for contract especially for each other terms and conditions.

Zackillio grinned, “Now, we are more than just a nothing,” he said, obliviously teasing on what I said earlier on the bar.

I put my finger on his lips down to his abs, “ let's I own you now Mr. Green Eyes Innocent Stripper or should I could you my bed playmate,” I tease while biting my lips.

He looked at me and watch how my hands play on his body, “ I maybe not owned you the way you own me but I hope you never find another man—” I stop his nonsense words as I kneel on him.

Massaging his, “you do not need to bother my Favro,my body was all for you and you are the only one I will serve like this,” I put him in my mouth without saying anything and his loud moans and violent reaction says everything.

When Farvo's done,I pulled out his and played it in my finger as he massaging my chest and like what I did,he also revenge on me.

He scoop me up, puting on his legs while I was still focus on his with suddenly entered his finger without a warning that maybe loss my focus and grip of his,as he also inside me.

“Who start to play?” he tease and he move his finger aggressive yet slowly like his playing with it.

I moaned as I felt I'm near and my hands moving faster too.

“The boss should always be the one in control. Who’s the boss?” I said, letting go of my hand and grinning, swaying my hips.