Chapter 10

Lucas put on his suit quickly. After inserting one button neatly, he reached out. Grabbed his briefcase that was on the table, right when he felt a slight knock on his door and a moment later, he saw Vlora come in.

“I was just about to go out, Vlo. How? The meeting place has not changed, right?” Lucas asked, handing the bag to Vlora.

Vlora smiled faintly, greeted Lucas’s briefcase, and replied. “No, Sir. Mr. Rhodes had been at the hotel a few hours ago. The meeting will still be held at six p.m. at restaurant of the Fullman Batavia Park Hotel.”

“Okay,” Lucas said as he looked at his watch showing five p.m. “I think we’ll go now.”

“Um, Sir.”

Lucas’s footsteps stopped. “What is it?” he asked as he found the look of doubt in the secretary’s face.

Vlora seemed to weigh as she said. “Someone wants to see you, sir.”

“I have to go now, Vlo.” Lucas took a deep breath. “After all, I don’t seem to have any appointments at the moment.”

“The woman said something important and assured me you will definitely accept her presence.”

Lucas’s forehead frowned. “Who?”

“Ms. Howell, Sir.” Vlora seemed to wait for her boss’s response. “An employee who met you a few days ago, Sir. Do you remember her?”

“Velia. Velia.”

Lucas subconsciously glanced the name repeatedly. He was asked himself.

“Why did she come again?”

“Would you like to meet her?”

Lucas was worried. That clearly infuriated him. He knew and would never forget. Velia left him. And when he asked her to return, he even got a refusal. Now? When Velia came, Lucas knew he had to do the same. But he did otherwise.

“Tell her to come in.”

Vlora nodded in understanding. “Yes, Sir.”

Lucas then rolled back his footsteps. Going to the table, but he stopped in the middle of the road. He stood perplexed as he guessed, for what reason Velia came again.

The door opened. Lucas turned around. He saw Velia closed the door behind her back. The girl expressionlessly stepped closer to Lucas.

That day Velia wore a pink shirt that printed perfectly her curves. Combined with a knee-length black skirt that contrasts with the white skin.

In his mind, Lucas still wondered what Velia’s arrival meant to him when she stopped right in front of him. Lucas waited for Velia to talk, but what happens it was something that made the thirty-three-year-old man startled.

Velia's hand went up. Her fingers moved towards the chest. Slowly but surely, she took each button out of the hole. One by one with a very slow motion. As if to torture Lucas.

Lucas was unmoved. His eyes did not blink when the pink shirt opened. The sight of a pair of filled breasts was presented so seductively.

Velia let the shirt off her body. It fell on the floor and her hands moved again. This time towards the back.

Lucas could not breathe. Those breasts were freed from the frilly black bra in just two seconds. Flaunting a pair of beautifully puffed tanned nipples.

It wass still quiet. Neither Lucas nor Velia spoke. However, Lucas knew exactly what Velia wanted.

*

The cool air made Velia shiver. However, she could not back down. After took the shirt and bra off, the skirt would be the next.

Velia's hands went to her hips. She intends to pull down the zipper of the skirt and Lucas walked up to her. Lucas held Velia's hand.

“What are you doing?”

Lucas's voice was hoarse. He lowered his head and his gaze fell on Velia's breasts.

“I'm really desperate, Luc,” Velia replied helplessly. “Whatever I will do now.”

Lucas’s jaw hardened. His sharp eyes darkened as if he wanted to slice Velia's body.

“Is this what you did after so long without me?” asked Lucas by voice implies disbelief. “Being a bitch?”

Biting her lower lip, Velia said. “This is the first and the last time I did this.”

Lucas’s eyes nailed Velia’s eyes.

“Keep it on your mind, Luc,” Velia continued, with no trepidation in her voice. “I did this all because I had to. I have to pay the debt.”

Lucas’s eyes changed as he heard that. His heart was filled to hear the confession of Velia.

“What happened to you?”

“None of your business,” Velia replied directly. “The point is.” She took a deep breath. And it makes her breasts move with sensual, gentle movements. Caught Lucas’s attention in the blink of an eye. “Are you going to do what you say?”

“What?”

“Give my job back when I give myself to you.”

Lucas was silent. He stared at Velia without blinking. At first glance, Lucas brought his hand, stroking Velia’s nipples with his knuckles. He gave vibrations that make Velia goosebumps. And Lucas said.

“Put on your clothes.”

Velia’s eyes were rounded. Before she spoke, Lucas said.

“Come with me.”

And Velia knew Lucas had accepted her offer.

*

Ten minutes later, Velia and Lucas were in an oncoming car. Lucas set up barriers to create privacy for them. All their conversations will not be heard by Vlora. Even by the Mr. Baker—the driver.

“So...”

Lucas's voice sounded. He glanced and saw Velia was squeezing her hands.

“... now you want to be a whore?”

“I can’t even be called a whore if I just turn myself for you.”

Lucas glanced. He knew exactly that Velia reversed his sentence some days ago. Quietly, he grinned.

“How much do you want to be paid?”

Velia looked up.

“Why? You wouldn’t do it for free, would you?” asked Lucas. “Or is it enough just to get your job back?”

“Of course.” Velia strengthened her heart. In her mind, she counted. “I want 2.500, Luc.”

Lucas’s eyes were bulging. “2.500 for a newbie whore? Seriously!”

*