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Mission For A Billion

Alfeo is a well known person in Milan, Italy. He became a notable chef due to his undeniable skills in cooking. Which left every customer in awe. Despite all of these, he still kept his head down and led a private and peaceful life. While Demetria on the other hand, the boyish girl who force herself to work in a night club just for a big sum of money. She swallowed all her pride. She even use wigs and make her body like a Beauty Queen, just to sustain the big money that she can get from her customers. But...an unexpected night happened, that turn her misserable life into a chaotic one! Demetria was force to go in Milan just because of a one-billion peso reward if she will find that guy named, Alfeo Bianchi. She didn't want to go but she needed the money for her mother's medication. While finding in Milan, she found out that guy was a total mess---a gay one! Will the both of them find an inner peace to each other?

Vanaxxue9 · Urban
Not enough ratings
111 Chs

Prologue

"Dad! That's enough!" I parted with Dad and restrained his right hand that was about to slap Mom. While Mom was just bent over, waiting for Dad's heavy hand to touch her face.

"Let me go, Demetria! You! If you had only been a man, this life of ours wouldn't be so chaotic!" Dad shouted at me loudly and even stabbed me in the forehead using his index dinger so I immediately back away.

"You and your mother! I have no responsibility for this household anymore!" Dad shouted loudly again and immediately took his bag full of his belongings and then left.

"Fernan! N-No don't leave me, please! Come back!" Mom cried and followed Dad in a hurry. My tears also flowed and I went to my Mom's direction and hugged her.

"Mom, that's enough please ..." I cried as I tried to stop her from following Dad. Mom has high blood pressure, so her left leg is already paralyzed. We can't afford the monthly treatment for her because the medicines are so expensive so she is now on crutches.

"N-No… your Dad ..." my hug with my Mom tightened even more when the very heavy rain fell. At the same time, my tears flowed incessantly on both my cheeks.

The difficulty od being poor is this kind of set-up. I don't want to be a girl either!

I just rubbed both my eyes. "Mom? Eat now, so you can go to bed early," I said softly and tried to strengthen myself not to stutter.

From the time I was born into this world, my father has treated us like this, like a garbage. And until now when I am already nineteen years old. Nothing has changed yet. Because Dad wanted a boy to be his son so that someone would bring his last name. Not me. He doesn't want me.

My forehead immediately twitched when Mom didn't say a word so I shook her shoulder and I couldn't help but be nervous. "M-Mom?" I stammered.

I was immediately confused that Mom's body gained weight and I knew immediately what was happening to her.

"Mom! Wake up!" I cried even more knowing that she's unconscious again. I immediately carried her on my back and without hesitation went down in the very heavy rain and looked for a trycle to ride on.

"Mom! H-Hold on, please!" I no longer knew what to do if I'll swear at my father or not, I will blame myself for this because I can't even give Mom the right medication for her.

"Driver! Please hurry up, please!" I'm confused while saying those words. He immediately accelerated his driving while I couldn't help but clench my fists because of my growing anger and towards my Father.

I swear I will never fall in love! Men are the same ... they are all the same!

And then with that, my life change in just one snap.

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January 05, 2021. Present.

"Dem! Someone is looking for you at table five!" I messed up my long blonde hair. It's a wig.

It's so itchy in the head, gosh! Why else would I have to wear this kind of stuff?

"Okay! Gosh, those man can't stop their lime! Sh*t!" I complained and threw the cigarette on the road once I stepped on it to put out the fire. I look like a newly circumcised man entering the entrance of the club.

"What's that, Dem, fix your walk!" Our Madam said to me, "Madam, you know I'm not used to heels, like this! I'm still learning--"

"Fifty thousand. Fifty thousand are waiting for you inside, Dem. Do you still want to complain?" My posture straightened automatically.

"Who says I'm whining?" I said softly to Madam with a broad smile in my face. I just shrug my shoulder. I can't do without this big-client of mine. It's easy to turn my mood around. Just give me money, I'm not mad at you anymore.

Tell me I look like money, I don't care.

I was like a penguin going to the dressing room and fixing myself right away. I immediately wore fake lashes, a mask and a very red lipstick that perfectly matched my thin lips.

I winced at the same time as I stood straight in front of the mirror. I look like a different person because of the kind of cocktail dress I'm wearing right now, it's color violet and it really shines when the light hits it edge.

I smile bitterly.

"Damn it Demetria, what have you done in your past life? Are you a thief or what? Why are you so unlucky in life?" I speak weakly to myself. Maybe I'm totally crazy already.

"Dem! What the heck! I'm looking for you!" I immediately looked behind me, "Yes, there it is!" I quickly changed my walking style and it was as if I was now ramping up in any competition.

The men's look at me every time I passed them. There are others who wink at me and I immediately wink at them back, but the truth is, I'm sick of what I am doing.

We stopped in front of a man. It was obvious from the kind of stare it gave my body that he is rude and a s*x addict. If you're not really a client and you don't have money in your pocket, I would have thrown away your private part and cut it off myself. But anyway, that's just a joke.

I can't do it. I need money.

"Mr. Halston, this is Dem, my one and only gem here in this club." when Madam introduces me. I want to tread on the future of this man when he immediately kissed the back of my hand without any hesitation.

"She's so hot, I really like her!" there was a fire written in his eyes while saying those words in front of me. It's obvious from the way he moves that he's used to it here at the club, those kinds of eyes I know right away that he's very rude and no respect for girls like me. I know that very well, during my time working here at the club I have memorized all that.

But I ignored those thoughts and we went to the Private Room. He came in first because Madam was still talking to me.

"That's a big fish, Dem. Don't give me disappoinment, okay?" I just nodded and Madam said goodbye to me. I took a deep breath before going inside.

"Come here, baby," he said hoarsely and patted the seat next to him. I immediately smiled obscenely and didn't react to his behavior and artistically took a red handkerchief that was just placed on the small table in front of him and tied it around his eyes.

He seemed to like what I did and even touched both my hips. "I really like this!" He said excitedly and was about to kiss me when I suddenly blocked my index finger on his lips.

"Not so fast, Mr. Halston," if you could hear my voice now I was like a cat run over on the road because I was too tight on my voice. I forced myself not to let go of his caresses even though I was vomiting already. Figuratively.

I slowly took his wallet out of his pocket and he just let me go. "Take all my money! I want you, honey! Take it all!" It looks like he's going crazy.

I haven't even done anything to make him react likes this yet? How naughty of him.

I was just surprised when he suddenly knocked me down on the long couch and held both my hands tightly.

"Do you really think I'm that stupid, huh?" At the same time, he sniffed my neck so I immediately stepped on his private part causing him yo scream in pain and hold on to it.

"F*ck you! You said earlier that you only wanted to kiss me, but you wanted already to knock me down that fast, huh? Eat your money!" I shouted loudly and slapped him with his own wallet full of checks. I just acted. I know from the very start that this is the reason why he choose me, why he choose this club because he's a s*x addict.

I even saw piles of condoms in his pocket.

"You f*cking slut!" he also shouted loudly back at me but I just showed him my middle finger and went straight to the door and then slammed it shut.

But before I could go out, I had some cash in my pocket already.

'Yes, I'm a slut, atleast, I have my brain.' I answered silently in my mind and smiled as if I had won the lottery and waved the money I had earned in the air.

Do you think money can't make a person happy? Nah, It's different for me. Money, can make my soul and body happy. But as what everyone says, all things in this world has a limit. So as money.