Chapter Thirty Seven

I hate him.

I hate him.

When he once again left me wet for him, I truly despised him. He came over and grabbed me by the behind as if we were about to conclude our kiss on the bed. He didn't kiss me today, but I still returned the favor. We simply can't stop licking each other's tongues out of hunger. These days, when he touches me, I start to feel the lust I've been hiding. He talks in a way that burns me inside. Why was he so influential on me?

This continued until he received a call, at which point he ceased. I'd like to yell at him or stop him. How could he abandon me after what transpired?

"Miss Rose, your phone?"

"Huh?" I emerged from my erotic ideas. Ronald told Theo to take me home, so he did.

"What phone?" Unknown phone number.

'Hello.'

'You have been chosen for a job interview, Ms. Rose. When you have time to...'

'I'm now free.' Could I come? At least, idiot, let him finish first.

'Yes.' He shut off the phone after giving me the address. It is an invitation to a job interview. Wow, I can't believe I've already landed a job. I asked Theo to drive me there, and after a brief interview, I was hired after an hour had elapsed. It's a modest but lovely eatery. Without further ado, I began working there. Only two people, including a boy and me, were chosen.

My favorite day so far was today since I was offered a second job for the evening shift around lunchtime. Yet, the complexity of the club is the issue. But it doesn't take long, and I don't care because I need a job more than that. But why does it seem like more than just a coincidence? I worked two jobs today.

"Miss?" The boy who chose me for the interview was the one who shook me.

"Your phone is disturbing me." On it, Ronald's name was flashing. Well, another victory.

'Hello.'

'Your gentle lips are still resting against mine. When you're going to lick me more, The moment I hear those words, my entire body starts to burn.

'What are you referring to?'

'Come here or help me now; I need you.'

'In what?'

'Jerking. I'm by myself in the workplace, holding a cock.' I promptly hung up the phone and left the storeroom. My cheeks are burning hot, and I have no control over my breath. Why is he even doing that?

"What happened?" That boy is still there, watching me. Why is he continually in my vicinity? Already, every cell in my body is shocking me.

"What?"

"Your face is red. Do you feel ill?" I checked myself by touching my skin and shaking my head.

"Calls on the phone are not permitted while working, as stated there." Why is he such a pain? I try to do my work, but his remarks continue to bother me. This is why I overlooked my order.

"Sir, what can I get you?"

"You. Naked." Ronald?

"Why in the world are you here?"

"Language girl. I am your client." Why is he here, exactly? God willing, nobody is present, so why is he there? It scares me now.

"So give me what I want."

"We just serve meals and beverages, Mr. Ronald." I smiled as I spoke. He took a breath, then turned to face the audience.

"Rose, you disconnected the phone without my consent. How could you?" Not good at all. He appears to be the property owner, from where he is sitting.

"Please, it's my first day of employment here."

"How rude of you! I need what I just said."

"I apologize, but I..."

"What?" He removed the pen from my grasp and continued to tap it repeatedly on the table. Carry on.

"I was afraid. These are..."

"Stop; it's my first time talking to you on the phone. This is new for me. Nobody ever converses in such a manner." He paused and gave me a pitying look.

"Why?"

"I'm not sure." I'm suddenly really warm. In exchange for my pen, he gazed outdoors. A spark surges through me when our fingertips connect.

"I advised you to schedule a medication appointment. Did you carry it out?" Sorry, I don't have the funds for that. Keep your mouth shut while your eyes fall to the ground. On the table, he slid something out.

"Here is my card, so start your medicine right away." What? A card? I'm getting money from him. He pulled me against himself while standing. No, thank you.

"I'm going to fuck you hard tonight. You misplace where you are. Keep in mind that you are responsible for paying." He has a new sense of humor. He is once again Ronald today.

"I.."

"What?" After giving me a confused kiss on the lips, he let me go. What brought him here? Yet he stopped and called that boy before exiting. Why? As the boy arrived, he stood.

"I'll kill you here if you keep your eyes on her. I observed you observing her. Keep your hands where you've got them." It's a caution. He saw him when?

Once he left, I went to the doctor with my file because I had an appointment. I'm afraid once more. The same moment returns. Ronald was in the hospital with me the last time; now I'm alone. He gave me his business card and made sure I got treated by the greatest doctor. I'm waiting for my turn while seated among others. What if the issue reappeared? Many older women are seated and chatting about their lovers.

"Miss Elvis?" I haven't heard that name in a very long time.

"Indeed, that is me."

"Enter inside." An attractive female doctor is writing something inside. She looked at me and paused.

"Mrs. Elvis, take a seat." There aren't many places nearby. My mind and nose were completely blown away by the papers and the strange smell.

"I'm Paulina, the doctor." I extend my hand. Why does she smile? I detest when people smile aimlessly. I smile back while seated in a chair.

"So, Mrs. Elvis, tell me."

"I.." Why is it so humiliating, God? Give it some time.

"I want to begin using pills." She grinned while asking a few queries. But when she examined my file, everything came to a halt. She completed reading my case five minutes later, at which point her demeanor completely altered. Not good at all. I'm terrified to come here because of this.

"Where's your husband, Mrs. Elvis? He must be present."

"He is no longer here. What took place? You can communicate freely because I am aware of my circumstances." I received the paperwork back after she nodded.

"You have a really delicate case. Since you are conscious of yourself, I need to double-check something before we move on." I'm writing some tests right now. I was instructed to go to the second level after she wrote some tests. I'm always taken back by the machine's sound. Nothing is going to change or occur.

"Is there a serious issue?"

"Well, nothing to worry about. Can I ask you a question?" She's lying once more. Why did the physicians keep telling us lies?

"As you have mentioned, we never seem to be able to achieve complete contentment. You're now with someone, right? You require his assistance if you are. From here, I can only express my regret that you are unable to be.". I stood up before she had finished sliding the chair.

I took a test on the second floor after our talk. But I noticed Jessie sitting there in the search room, looking quite terrified. Why is she alone in this place? Oh, what if she learns about me then? Turing, I begin to move but stop right away. Ugh, I detest it. I approached her with firm steps and halted where she was.

"What are you doing here, Jessie?" She cast a glance at me, then behind.

"Mam, you're with her?" There was a nurse who questioned me.

"Yes." I responded without hesitation.

"She won't be entering. She has her first appointment today." Oh.

"Give me two minutes." I sit close to her and hold her hands in mine when she leaves. She doesn't talk to me, but she needs someone right away.

"Why do you come alone? You need to be with someone. Where's Sebastian?"

"He is currently abroad."

"Call Ronald." I said. Even though you aren't communicating with me, at least I can help you with this. She gave me a sympathetic glance. I retrieved my phone from the jacket and called Ronald. He chose.

"I'm busy.."

"Jessie needs you here. Her first appointment is today. Sebastian is not here. Can you please come here? She'll be more at ease and peaceful if you're present." Her hands are so chilly. She's scared, like me.

"I'm on my way." Then he abruptly hung up.

"What on earth are you doing, Rose?"