Episode 3

Debby's POV

"What the fuck?!" the man yelled.

His voice sounded so thunderous that if the foundation of this house was not strong enough, it would have shaken.

I took a step back, head bowed. I dared not raise my head to see how angry he actually was.

I bent down to pick up the phone and briefcase that had fallen from his hands, although the phone was already broken.

The phone looked so expensive. I'm just hoping and praying he doesn't ask me to buy him a new one... I would just have to sell myself to replace the phone.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," I mumbled continuously as I picked up each piece of the phone that had scattered around.

I stood up, head still bowed, and stretched out the stuff to him.

"Why don't you fking watch where you're fking going?" he yelled again. I flinched.

Doesn't he know anything other than yelling?

"I'm sorry, sir," I apologized.

"F**king raise your head when I'm talking to you," he hissed harshly.

I instantly raised my head, and behold—the sight that befell me was magnificent. I was mesmerized by it.

The man before me was dressed in a black tuxedo, his dirty blonde hair styled and neatly combed backwards. His hair rested perfectly on his shoulders.

His eyes were the perfect shade of green, his lips so pink and kissable. I unconsciously licked my lips.

My eyes traveled down to his chest. His muscles were bulging out, like they could rip through his suit any second. I was 100% sure he had strong abs in there.

His tan skin glittered. Only one word could describe this creature in front of me: beautiful.

"Hey," he waved his hand in front of my eyes, cutting me off from my trail of thoughts.

He studied me from head to toe.

"Are you a new maid here?" he asked me.

I opened my mouth to reply, but Nora rushed to the scene and began looking at me, scanning my body, maybe checking if I was injured.

"Oh dear, are you alright?" she asked in her soft voice, but you could tell she was genuinely worried.

"Yes," I told her with a small smile.

She puffed out some air from her mouth.

"Thank God, I thought I heard a crash," she said.

While we were having this conversation, the man I had run into stood impatiently.

Then he cleared his throat at once, reminding us of his presence.

"There's nothing to thank God about. This wretched girl ran into me and broke my stuff," he said through gritted teeth, glaring down at me, as he was way taller than me.

He was 6'3", I guessed, compared to my 5'2". I'm a shorty.

Nora just laughed and waved him off with one hand, as if what he had just reported was not a big deal.

"Just shut it, Andre," Nora said.

The man, whom I now knew as Andre, opened his mouth to argue, but Nora sent him a harsh glare that shut down whatever he wanted to say.

Andre scoffed and sent a glare four times harsher than his mother's at me. I couldn't withstand it, so I averted my gaze.

Nora turned to me with a smile and took the phone and briefcase from me.

"Dear, you can go home now," she told me. I nodded in affirmation. "And think about what we discussed," she added. I nodded again and quickly dashed for the door.

I couldn't stay in the same room as that guy. Being in the same room as him made unexplainable chills run down my spine.

There was this aura around him that made me want to pee on myself.

I left the compound as fast as I could. Immediately I stepped out, my old Nokia phone rang.

I brought it out from my back pocket and saw that it was Anna calling.

I rolled my eyes. Of course, she had to call me.

Anna is my best friend. We've been friends for as long as I can remember. We are practically sisters.

"Hey Anna, what's up?" I answered.

"Don't 'what's up' me. You left without eating the food I kept aside for you," she said.

I could imagine her putting her hand on her waist and having a very angry face right now.

"Sorry, but remember I told you I won't eat anything until I get a job and start to contribute to the upkeep of the house," I explained.

The thing is, I once had a job at a bar but I had to quit because the boss was an old creepy and perverted man.

So I vowed not to stress or depend on Anna to feed me until I got another job.

"Debby!!" Anna barked. I moved the phone from my ear a bit.

"Yes," I replied.

"Did you hear a word of what I just said?" she asked.

"Huh?" I asked cluelessly.

She huffed frustratingly. I could tell she was rolling her eyes right now.

"Of course you didn't hear me," she said, then paused. "I said come to FK's Cafe. Lucas is meeting us there."

"Why are we meeting there?" I asked, confused.

"You have to tell us how your interview went," she said and ended the call. That sneaky girl—I knew she hung up to avoid me asking her too many questions.

Anyway, I kept my phone back in my pocket and began my journey to FK's Cafe. I needed to prepare myself for their questions before I got there.

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Ten minutes later, I found myself in FK's Cafe.

As soon as I stepped inside, little Manson ran to me and hugged my legs—that’s all he could reach.

Manson is the son of the cafe owner. He's so adorable. He's just three years old but he's got a smile that can make girls fall for him.

I picked him up from the ground and placed him on my left hip. I kissed his forehead and he giggled, his cheeks turning pure shades of pink. He was blushing.

My eyes scanned the whole cafe and I saw Anna and Lucas sitting at our usual spot.

I walked toward their direction. When I got there, I sat on the empty chair next to Lucas.

"At long last, the queen arrived," Lucas said, standing up from his chair and making a dramatic bow.

Anna and I laughed briefly and shook our heads at his silly behavior.

"Lucas, please sit down," Anna told him. She pushed him down into his chair.

"So...?" Anna said, trailing off and looking at me expectantly, waiting for me to complete her sentence.

Lucas scoffed playfully.

"Anna, at least let her catch some breath," Lucas said. I sent him a thank-you smile, but Lucas being Lucas had to spoil it. The next words that left his mouth made me glare at him playfully.

"So...?" he repeated what Anna said.

I took in a big gulp of air. I guessed they wouldn't let it go until I told them.

"Well, they want me to marry their son," I blurted out tiredly. I dropped Manson down.

He was struggling to get down. The minute I put him down, he ran off to meet his mother.

"What!!" they both exclaimed simultaneously, their eyes bugging out so much that one push could make them fall out of their sockets.

"Just like that?" Lucas asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

"So what did you say?" Anna asked.

"I said no," I replied nonchalantly.

Lucas and Anna kept quiet. They were both looking at me, maybe short of words.

"Did you see their son?" Anna finally found her voice.

"No, I didn't," I replied.

Now thinking about it, I should have asked them for their son's picture. Well, I already said no to them.

Anna narrowed her eyes at me. She wanted to open her mouth to say something but someone else beat her to it.

The voice I hated to hear. The voice that always spoke in my nightmares. The voice that bullied me all through high school.

The voice I prayed never to hear again in this lifetime.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here? Little Debby."

I tensed in my chair, my whole body rigid.

It had been years since I graduated high school, but I still felt the hair at the back of my neck stand at the sound of her voice.

My breathing was rapid at this moment, my heartbeat kind of fast. Standing a mile away, you could still hear it beating.

We were no longer in high school, so why did I still fear her?

Come on, Debby, you need to stand up for yourself, I encouraged myself.

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