ROmance MYstery

CHAPTER THREE (RAY OF HOPE 2)

She was irritated by his stupid smile, maybe he thought his smile made him handsome or something.

Camilo knew his smile was a false one, he was deeply hurt by what Mylar said to him.

"But what if I am offering you lots of money." He asked and ran his hand through her blonde silky hair.

"I don't need your money," Mylar whispered.

"Of course you do. You see everyone needs money, money can do absolutely anything." He said looking closely at her.

She kept quiet and looked down, pulling on her dress in a fretful manner.

"Let's have a one-night stand and I will give you a very good amount of money. Will $100000 do?" He asked her and waited to see her reaction.

She quickly raised her head at the mention of that amount of money. That would be able to clear off all her debts and she would have some extra, she swallowed up her saliva.

"What do you say to that, huh?" He asked and kissed her forehead.

"Okay," Mylar whispered almost to herself.

He moved closer and asked.

"What? I can't hear you."

"I agree." She replied and he smiled opening almost all his front teeth. He felt Victorious anytime he made a woman agree with him.

He got up and pulled off his shirt showing off his masculinity and threw it away, he looked at how she sat down shaking like a frightened little child on the bed, and yelled at her.

"Is that what you plan to do all night, lay on the bed so we can do what we agreed upon."

She was startled by his shouts. She slowly got up and lay on the bed.

He smiled, happy to see that she was finally doing what he wanted.

He got on the bed and wanted to touch her but she stopped him and said.

"I want to be sure you will give me the money, so give it to me now."

He pulled out some bundle of dollar notes from a briefcase he brought in with him and threw it on the bed. She picked up the money and counted it.

"Satisfied?" He asked after she finished counting it, she nodded.

Some minutes later, Camilo came out of the room fixing his pants zipper and he went back to the club with a satisfied grin on his face. Mylar cleaned herself up and got dressed, she went back to the bar and noticed Ozzy raising his thumb at her with a smile on his face.

"He knew about it, that bastard." She said angrily under her breath.

"Where did you go to for so long? I also saw you with Camilo, what were doing with that jerk." Vida asked.

She looked at Mylar who was looking a little messed up, her hair didn't look the same as earlier. She knew something was wrong.

Mylar tried to form a lie in her head to tell Vida, she knew Vida to be a really smart lady, but it was quite hard to lie to her. She always figured it out but she still wanted to give it a try.

"Tell me the truth," Vida said to Mylar after Mylar told her a few stupid lies.

Mylar took Vida behind the club and told her everything that happened.

"Jesus Christ, Mylar! I said you can make money in less than a year but I didn't say through this way." Vida shouted at Mylar.

Mylar made signs at Vida to keep calm, and then she explained to her quietly.

"It's not my fault, I thought about it severally but still couldn't find a better solution to my problem. This was the best way for me to get money."

Vida calmed down and looked at her best friend sadly, she felt pity for Mylar and herself. They were going through a lot because of the lack of money.

"It's fine. So what do you intend to do with the money, are you going to give it to Ozzy to buy your freedom?" Vida asked a little excited about the word freedom.

"No. I have a lot of other things to do with the money, like paying my annoying landlady her rent. Buying some foodstuffs and also giving my best friend at least $1000." Mylar replied with a smile.

"And who is that best friend?" Vida asked jokingly.

"You, silly," Mylar replied and they both gave each other a tight hug.

Mylar arrived home late and tired but she had to do something important before going to get some rest. She went to the landlady's room and banged on her door, the sleepy old woman came out and saw Mylar at her door, she asked angrily.

"Can you ever stop being a b***h? Were you planning on breaking the d..." Before she could finish her sentence, Mylar brought out the money she owed and tossed it at her landlady, then she turned around and went to her room smiling, feeling on top of the world. She has always wanted to be able to do that to the old lady.

You are fired!!! Camilo yelled at his secretary. She was startled by his outburst and hurried out of his office, she bumped into a tall, long curly-haired man in a brown suit. He asked her after she apologized for bumping into him.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Sir Camilo fired me because of my dress." She replied to him in a shaky voice because she was already crying.

"Your dress?" The man asked and looked at the secretary, she was properly dressed in a white shirt buttoned up to her neck, a black suit jacket and her skirt was long as well.

"Is Camilo feeling okay?" He asked himself.

He told the secretary to stay right outside the door and went in to speak to Camilo.

"Elio," Camilo called the young man in the brown suit when he saw him come in.

"What brings you here, I thought Dad ordered you not to come into any of his or my company. My baby brother can't follow his daddy's orders, his acting all grown up." Camilo said mockingly.

"We all know you are his pet dog, so keep following his orders. As for me, I am a man of my own, I don't follow anyone's orders." Elio said with a confident smile.

Camilo was annoyed by what he said but put on a permanent smile. He didn't understand why he couldn't just hate his stupid brother.

"Baby! Can't we just leave all this anger behind us and come together to take care of our dad's lifelong hard work." He said to Elio in a sweet but still mocking way.

"I am not here for that, I will tell you why I am here later but first I need to ask you why you fired your secretary," Elio said to his brother and sat down.

Camilo also sat down and smiled, then he told him.

"That girl, Zayla she is very stupid. She doesn't obey simple instructions."

Elio crossed his legs and asked.

"What instruction did you give her?"

"I simply told her to wear a short skirt, unbuttons her shirt a little to reveal the top of her breast, and not squat when she wants to take out a file from the cupboard."

"And why would you ask her to do that?" Elio asked

"Because I want to be seeing it, those things give me the energy to work better, and crazy mind-blowing ideas come into my head whenever I see these things," Camilo replied.

Elio scoffed, he found his brother's demands very stupid and absurd.

Why would he ask a lady to dress indecently just for his perverted self and what kind of boss is he?

"I want you to hire her back," Elio ordered.

"And why would I agree to that?" Camilo asked, a smile on his face.

"If you don't, then I will go back to being a good and obedient son to Dad and you know what will happen to you when I do," Elio said also smiling.

He bent down at his brother, looking at him closely. Elio decided to mock him.

"Poor baby. You will be abandoned and neglected."

Elio fixed his suit and used his hand to push his hair backward, smiled once again at his brother, and went out of the office.

Camilo breathed out heavily and banged his hand on the desks in anger.