Stuck In Stepson's Hot Bed

Beatrice POV

The spring wind blows slowly stroking my face. Standing in front of the fresh strawberry garden the fruit this time multiplied. It's really fun if the crop is abundant like this.

The high selling price makes me excited to continue to improve various types of fruits and vegetables that will be sold to the mall and special markets of organic fruits and vegetables. All my fruit and vegetable harvests are labeled grade A. This harvest will be transported using a large special car and ready to deliver to these places.

All fruits and vegetables will be sorted first to be chosen the best for sale.

"Hey, Bea, when did you go to LA?" My friend came to me who was weighing this harvest and tasted some fresh and sweet fruits.

"Maybe tomorrow, why? Do you want to meet Mr. Matthew?" I said mocking her.

Matthew Villier is a mall owner who always subscribed to my agricultural products. The man is good and never fussy. We have been working together for a long time, but never face to face. The last time my father was dealing with his payment issues. Because my father was dead and now I live alone. I will continue this business.

"I heard from your father that Matthew is a lonely widower who is looking for a wife. If I may propose, you better apply to be his wife."

"Crazy! How could he want to be with me," I said sure. I am a village girl who might be considered tacky. My lover just left me and married a girl from Washington. People who live in the city must have a high taste in choosing a woman who will accompany them to the end.

"If he wants, do you want to?" She said I shocked my shoulders. My age is enough to get married. However, marrying an older man, deep in my imagination.

"That man is my father's friend, I think he is old. He needs a woman who—"

"Fresh, beautiful, shining like you. If you marry him, then you will be a millionaire. You can boast of yourself in front of the bastard who has dumped you. Show him if you can get it. A man is better than him!" Her words have a point too. Hendry can see me move on and become a rich woman.

"How?" asked my friend again, surprising me who was daydreaming. I scratched my head that wasn't itchy. She continued to persuade me to agree to go to see the man. My plan at the beginning was just to go to the city, but I didn't want to meet him. Payment issues can be done by transfer method without face-to-face or a piece of check.

"Eum, I think later."

"Don't think for a long time. I'll be with you. We will look for clothes first, so you don't look like a geeky village girl. You are a beautiful girl's target of all men. Fuck with old age. Because old men are hotter than young men. He will be crazy about getting a young girl like you."

Akh Damn!

What my friend said is poisonous! She influenced my brain to get revenge on my ex-lover. I don't even want to meet him again. I haven't had a new lover for 3 months. And maybe he thought I couldn't forget him. There is no harm in trying. Not necessarily the man likes me, right?

***

Preparation for the city is complete. All fruits have entered the coffin. The big car is ready to leave and take us to LA. The bag containing clothes is also ready for me to take it out. Shortly thereafter, Daisy came and shouted at me, "You went in that clothes"

I saw what I was wearing. This is correct: jeans, sneakers, and T-shirts, everything is still new because I only wear them once on a date. I dated my lover for 3 years but he invited me to date only once a year. This means that 3 years only 3 times dating.

"What's the point I bought you the tall dress and boat."

"We can't possibly use it at this time."

"But you have to meet him right now, right? Let's change your clothes, and I'll put makeup on your face."

Also, she said, I could not change clothes when I was about to meet him after dismantling the things from the coffin. I could not refuse anymore when she forced me to enter the room. I have to change clothes.

My long hair on the comb is neat and tied one back. Some strands were left dangling and she gave me bangs to make it look funny. I have to wear a dress along the knee with the Sabrina model.

"Look, you change. You're like an untouched holy teenager. You don't tell me if you're still a virgin," She said and I sighed.

"I'm still a virgin," I said with a grin and she glared at me in disbelief.

"For God's sake! You certainly don't want to be touched by Hendry that is why he married another woman."

"I want to be touched if he really wants to marry me. But he says I don't know yet, so I don't give my body to him," I said. A strict and very basic principle. I don't want to be played by any man.

If I'm pregnant, will he be responsible? If now he leaves, there's nothing I regret. I don't need to imagine how much he belongs to me or how good he is. I never put all that.

"Come on, let's go, you're already beautiful. And I will spray this perfume so that the man sniffs you."

For God's sake! Sniff by an old man who somehow looks. I never knew the figure of Matthew Vlillier, and I hope he is a good and polite man.

***

We started traveling. We sang together until finally, it did not feel like it had reached the mall in less than an hour. There are no obstacles on the trip so we quickly arrive and can spend a long time here after moving the item.

3 staff from the mall came to welcome us. My friend and I will meet the man to confirm that I have delivered his ordered items.

Before meeting him, we were intercepted by a beautiful woman named Briana, who had written on her identification that hung on her neck. "Who are you? Before entering his room, he must know what your name is and where you come from, Miss."

"Alright, I'm Beatrice Sappiere from the San Joaquin Valley, suppliers of fruit and vegetables," I said and this woman nodded my head as if to know.

"Oh, you are the daughter of Aros Sappiere?"

"Yes, that is true,"

"Wait a minute, I'll tell him."

This sexy woman walked to the room in front of us. My friend's hand sweats and holds my hand. "You are the one I want to match but I'm the one who is nervous," She said.

She was too enthusiastic and confident so she could not focus. Soon we were told to enter the room. A proportional man with a beard around his face adds to the impression of a male. Although the wrinkled skin on his face was already visible in his sturdy body, his chest, which was seen in the field, did not see his shortcomings.

"Good morning, Miss Sappiere; glad to meet you directly."

His friendly smile made me not hesitate to reach his stretched out, we shook hands. He invited me to sit down and we began to talk about payments.

"After this, you will go home or spend the night here?" asked this man and my friend immediately said,

"We want to sit casually at the cafe while looking for a man to be a date for my friend's date, sir."

"Oh yes?"

"Yes, she was betrayed by her boyfriend, left by marriage and she had to be able to forget the jerk man!"

Daisy damn. Why should she open my problem in front of this man? I can't defend myself, being cornered because I can't get a commensurate change. This man occasionally stole a glance at me. We glanced at each other, and finally, I smiled and elbowed my friend's arm so that she was silent, not widening the problem.

"So, what is the man like you need to take revenge on that man?" he said while staring at me.

"Eum, I, I have never thought about what kind of target for men. I just want a loving man, mature and understanding," I said and made him stare at me.

Daisy again took the role of a pimp who wanted to sell me to this man. "She does not need much criterion because she is an established woman and has her own business. She just wants a man's love, especially since her father just died, sir. I feel sorry for you. Do you have acquaintances who are still single, widower, or unmarried? If there is, we just match them," She said, fuck! Always to the point.

This man smiled sideways while saying, "What if that person is me. I am looking for a woman for a life partner. Are you willing? We will get married tomorrow, if you agree."