Lucy Mugure_2

Gabriel Germaine was sure he liked his ladies tough. That meant he'd get to enjoy breaking them, having them at his mercy. But then she came along. He didn't know her name, but one look was all it took to make him obsessed. She was shy, nice and considerate. She was everything he was not! 
There was only one little problem. He had basically sold her to another. His best friend to be exact, the outcome of a bet between the two of them. But he had never expected to actually develop feelings for her...and he was forever in anguish because every time he was close to her, he burned with desire and was scorched by the need to have her. But he still wondered what would happen when she eventually got to learn the truth...that she was a chess piece in a game between him and his friend.


The billionaire's wallflower

I stood outside the door, only one person was ahead of me. But this is no doubt a strange way for us to get paid. Calling us in one by one as if it's some kind of job interview.

I would have preferred it if they paid us all at once, I would have felt better, more at ease. But the man that had been managing us seemed nice and the other waiters only went in for a second before they came back immediately out.

The big deal however, had been seeing HIM again. The crazy guy from the traffic jam that wouldn't quit staring at me. And for a person that sucks at remembering faces, it's amazing just how clearly I remembered his. And I saw him talking to Aiden.

If I didn't know better I would have said that they had been talking about me, but I'm sure I'm just making things up in my head.

And it also turns out that he's the one behind the gala. Which means he's the ' brother ' that Aiden had been talking about. All the more reason for me to get out of here as soon as I possibly can. The last thing I want is to run into either of them again. I mean, Aiden's nice and all but still, I sometimes get a little creeped out when people are nice to me.

All thanks to my lovely past. I can never really tell what their true intentions are since I always choose to see good in people. Something that's gotten me hurt quite a few times. But I can't help but feel like there was... I don't know. But there was something in the way he looked at me. And I had caught him looking at me uncountable times throughout the entire night.

Which was why I made it my mission not to go anywhere near him.

Does he remember me too? I wonder as the name of the guy in front of me is called. He walks in. And I count to five before he walks out with an envelope of his cash in his hand.

Which leaves me. I wait for my name. Takes me back to my school days, although I had never really been in a situation that would require me to be called out.

It takes way longer than it had taken the others for my name to be called. And I began to panic. If he doesn't call me then I'll have to go in there, which will require me talking. And I don't want to do that.

So I wait. Until finally the manager walks out with his briefcase in hand, clearly intending to leave.

" You're Layla Kendrick right? "

I nod. Wondering what exactly is going on.

" Go in there, the boss wants to see you. "

And with that, he left. Just hopped away and left me standing there. Terrified about what was going on.

But it must be because of the glasses I broke. The manager had found out and he hadn't been too pleased. So I was probably either not getting paid, or they were cutting it from my salary which would leave me with....let's see, two dollars if I'm lucky. I know nothing about glass prices but if they were nearly as expensive as the other things in the gala, then I would not only be not getting paid, but I would probably be in debt as well.

Chapter 12