The Billionaire's Gambit

DELI’S POV “Deli are you leaving already? You usually have no problems staying behind and working extra time for the extra money,” Deli heard Jora, her manager ask, the second she caught her packing her bags and arranging her side of the counter, where she usually stood. “Yes, Jora. Something came up so I can’t do that today,” “Huuuuuuu, A MAN?” Jora asked with a clearly excited tone in her voice. “We wish. The day our innocent Deli decides to enter the dating world is the day, I believe in true love,” Hara responded way before Deli could get a word in. “Shhh…do you think everyone is like you? We all know you only go for handsome and rich faces” Jora asked watching Hara smile brightly as she responded, going as far as to take what Jora said as a compliment “Well maybe everyone should be like me,” Hara replied, and by then Deli was done packing her bag, and was finally able to join the conversation. “It's not a man Jora…” Deli gently explained, familiar with Jora enough to take to her easily, the same way she spoke with Hara, even though she was the manager. “I need to go home. For some reason, my mom called and she says it's important,” But Deli had just finished speaking when Hara spoke right after with a slightly worried expression on her face, one that Jora their master didn’t seem to understand. “Are you going to be alright?” Hara gently asked on the verge of asking whether or not she wanted her to accompany her. But even before she could do so, she watched as Deli quickly nodded at her with a big smile on her face. “Everything is fine. I’ll see you later…” Deli told her and left after saying her goodbyes to Jora too. Deli left “Shining”the retail jewelry store where she worked, which was one of the subsidiaries under The Mega company called PRG, and made her way to her parents house. She lived there with her parents, right after she graduated from college. It was at the the edge of town and she needed to board a bus from there everyday to her workplace which took about fourty minutes. It was hectic but Deli knew that she couldn’t afford to rent a place of her own in the center of the city. A full fifty minutes later, she got down from the bus stop with the intention of walking the rest of the way home when she suddenly felt an uncomfortable feeling wash over her as she saw a brand new fancy black car stop right beside her. In a split second, she instantly felt an aura of impending doom, which only worsened when she saw the windows of the car slowly roll down to reveal the person sitting on the owner’s seat, smiling at her with a cigarette hanging from the corner of his corner of his lips. Mr fisher Deli instantly recognized the man and was tempted to keep walking away and would have done so if she wasn’t worried that it might affect her parents dealings with him. “Deli…” he purred, his eyes twinkling in delight as he allowed his gaze to wash over her from head to toe, mostly stopping on her breasts, before finally resting in her face. “Seeing your youthful body is a sight for sore eyes,” Yet you somehow make me see the appeal in being an old woman. “Mr Fisher. What can I do for you?” Deli quickly asked in the most polite way she could muster at that moment, wanting nothing more than to be in her way. “A pretty girl like you shouldn’t be walking. How many more times do I have to tell you that the benefits of being with me are more than you can imagine?” “Really? What about our age difference?” “Age is nothing but a number,” “…and the girls I always see you with,” “They mean nothing, especially since you’ll be my only wife,” Yeah right. Long enough until I too mean nothing to you. “I’m sorry Mr Fisher, but you know that it’s impossible for me to be with you.,” Deli went ahead to gently say, but with a fierceness behind it that passed her message across. “Why? Is it because of my age?” It’s because of your everything. “Mr fisher you know…” but Deli had only began to respond when she was interrupted. “Darling, the money I will shower you with will more than make up for it…” he bragged blowing the smoke, he pulled from the cigarette in his hand, out through the window almost right into her face. This made Deli instinctively step back, while working hard not to squint her face in disgust, especially since the man wasn’t just a rich loan shark, but also owned a lot of businesses in the area and the city. “I’m quite comfortable. I don’t need your money,” Deli quickly said before, going ahead to make an excuse to leave. “I need to go. I’m already late for an appointment,” Deli said, nodding once in his direction before turning around to leave as quickly as she could no longer caring being polite. Of all people. Everyone knows he treats his women like brand new goods and tosses them away once he’s done with them. Deli walked away quickly wanting to get to her parents a house as soon as she could, with hopes of never having to see the man again. “Mr Fisher, it’s unlike you to let such a succulent fish go,” Goan, the driver said seeing as how how his boss said nothing and made no extra moves towards the girl. “Oh that fish is already mine. She just doesn’t know it yet,” Mr Fisher replied signaling for his driver to wind the windows back up and for them to be on their way. He could already imagine how pretty she would look on his arm and how great her young and innocent body would look on his bed. He had done his research like he usually did in the girls he was interested in, and with her not having had any history of a boyfriend, and being too busy working through school to make enough money for her family, he was sure that she was the kind of fish he liked the most. The kind that had never been caught.