Mr. Black Is Not A Gentleman!!!

Chapter 1. Two lives.

Chapter 1.

  Cia’s P.O.V

I was sitting at my office desk, trying to finish my work as soon as possible, but my eyes kept going to the clock every two minutes. I only had a limited amount of time to finish the work in front of me and it was already almost nine at night. I glanced at the clock one more time, but gritted my teeth as it was pushing my buttons.

“Hey, it looks like you are in a hurry.” Milo said, raising his brow at me. He was standing next to me with his coffee mug in his hand. I looked up and nodded at him. He just smiled .

“Yeah, I have to finish my assignment as soon as possible, I have even more work to do after this.” I carelessly replied, looking back at my laptop.

“What? What do you mean you have more work to do after this? It is nearly nine, so what work could you possibly have?” Milo asked, looking at me confused as I nervously licked my lips. I can't believe I didn't think before I spoke. It was 9pm, it was nearly time to go home, but I was talking about work. I knew I had to make up another lie and fast.

“I mean, when I get back home I will have to clean the house, make food, and get to sleep. I was talking about house work,” I replied, thinking fast on my feet. Milo brought my lie immediately. Milo knew that I lived alone in my one room haunted house.

“It’s okay, if you want, how about we go out for dinner?” Milo asked and I smiled, looking at my laptop.

“No need, Milo. I have told you many times that I like homemade food, I cook daily.” I countered, telling another lie. Milo asked me out to dinner every day and every day I refused, by lying to him. I heard Milo take a long deep breath, I watched as he looked back to his friends who were all encouraging him to not give up on me, but that just made me roll my eyes. They were all from my department, they all wanted to pair Milo up with me.

“Okay Cia, but take these chocolates. I am going back to my desk,” Milo offered, a sad tone to his voice. I rolled my eyes at him, the way he was acting sad, he always does this. He always acts depressed, buys me chocolates, trying to make me feel guilty, especially when he always buys my favourite chocolates.

I was doing my work and eating my chocolates, but then I felt as if someone was watching me. I looked around and found that there was no one there, it was weird as I have been having this feeling everyday when I am eating chocolate, it always sends a chill down my spine. It was a scary and strange feeling, but I pushed the feeling to the back of my mind trying to ignore it while I carried on working.

After finally finishing the last of my assignment there was a big smile on my face, but I had to get to my part time job as soon as possible. No one knew about my part time job, they would not understand, so I had to hide the fact that I worked in a nightclub and bar. Everyone looks at people who work in a nightclub in a low view. They think that the women who work in said clubs are bad, characterless women, who sell their bodies.

If anyone ever learned that I worked part time in a nightclub then they would start taunting me, I didn't want to listen to that. I already had to deal with enough unwanted things in my life that I had been bearing from a young age, I did not need anymore. My co-workers in my department were always kind and pleasant towards me, we were all friends here and there was no bitchiness, but if they discovered what I did they would all treat me differently. I just wanted to live peacefully and earn as much money as I could. But just as I was about to get up from my desk to leave, my manager came to stand in front of my desk and gave me some more work.

I was very irritated as soon as I saw the file, especially seeing as I had nearly died trying to finish the last five files, now he was giving me another. I looked up at his face, he gave me a sly grin.

“I do not want to finish this work, so you will finish it for me,” The manager said, as I looked at the other employees, they were all staring back at me, giving me their apologetic smiles. I knew no one wanted to take on extra tasks, they all wanted to go back to their homes, but he never gave any work to them, he only ever gave it to me. I wanted to refuse him, tell him that I had to leave, but he was the manager, so how could I refuse him? I took the file from him, accepting the work, knowing there was no point in arguing as it would just mean I would have less time to finish. The manager was not a bad person, but he was a little lazy and a jerk about it sometimes. Milo came over asking me if I wanted any help, but I refused him, knowing that if I accepted he would just end up asking me out to dinner again.

I glanced at the clock again, I only had twenty five minutes left. so I started working as fast as I could, I  managed to get the work done in ten minutes. This kind of work was a piece of cake for me, but the timing was all wrong. After completing my work, I gathered all my stuff and ran out of the office. I hailed a taxi, quickly getting back to my house.

As soon as I was inside my house I swiftly stripped off my dress pulling on a pair of jeans and a normal top. I could not just wear my dress to the nightclub as the people who worked there didn't know that I worked at a company. I didn’t ever want my two work worlds to mix together. As soon as I had left the house locking the door behind me I glanced down at my watch to find that if I walked I would be late, so I had no other option but to go to work by taxi..

There was not much traffic on the road at this time of night so the taxi was a good decision, so I opened the window and looked out at the city. I saw that everyone was busy with their daily lives. I arrived at the nightclub, as soon as I walked in the manager was standing there waiting for me due to the number of customers that were already there and the fact that we were short staffed.

“God, why are you five minutes late?” The manager asked me, when I looked at my watch I was in fact five minutes late. I was about to apologise to him when I saw other employees coming in and they were late too, but he was not saying anything to them. I narrowed my eyes at him, making an angry face.

“Go and start serving drinks quickly, we have a lot of customers and it seems that we are all going to have to work late tonight.” The manager commented, looking around at the floor of the club in a panic. He knew that he was going to have to work late as well, but I did not move. The manager noticed that I had not moved, that my attitude had changed. He knew that I had caught him along with the other employees coming in later than me, but he was only snapping at me about the time.

I looked at him in anger but did not move, I did not obey him. He nervously smiled and apologised to me, knowing that he could not lose me from this job. He could not even scold me as he knew that he could never get a replacement for me, there was a very special reason behind this. The demand was so high with all the customers, most of them would only allow me to serve them, no matter the cost, but I only served them drinks, I never agreed to sleep with any of them.

I was still a virgin, but they still wanted me and kept coming back with the hopes that I would say yes to having s*x with them. This night club employed five men and twenty women, the number of women was higher because girls were needed most. nineteen women traded s*x for money, but I didn’t and I refused. After the manager's apology I gave him my bag, so he could put it in my locker and get to work serving drinks to customers. I completely changed myself according to my job here.

I held the tray in my hands and took a long breath, looking at the number of customers and started working with a big smile. Even though I had a smile on my face, I was consumed with all the thoughts going on in my head, it was mainly centered on all the bills I needed to pay at the end of the month. I had to pay the electricity and water bills, plus the rent and now I had added another expense by taking two taxis, one from work to home and home to here. The largest bill and problem I had was paying off a loan that was not even mine to begin with, it was my mom and dad's.

I moved to this city at the age of fifteen with my parents. We used to live in a small village, but when we moved here my life completely changed. My parents took out loans from too many people to open a business in this big city, but the business was unsuccessful and they lost all the money. I did not know about any of this until one day when I came home from school  to find that my parents had left. The only thing they had left behind for me was a note saying that they had run away and were in hiding, that I should continue to pay the debt and that they would come back soon with money, but that was seven years ago.

I have done what they had asked in the hopes that they would come back one day, but it was hard at that age. There was only so much I could do, this was why I now work two jobs. They used to call me from time to time, they kept coming up with different excuses on why they weren't coming back. But it has been seven years, and they are never coming back. It was only ever talk and I realise that now. I was having to pay off their debt, while living alone and working like a mule, but even though I was sad and tired, I never stopped smiling.

I was so deep in thought that I never realised a couple of hours had already passed, but when a new customer walked in all the other girls stopped working to look over to him. When I saw who had entered the nightclub I thought about leaving. It was already midnight, but I couldn't because the man had grabbed my hand. I closed my eyes, knowing I could not leave. I looked at the manager who was smiling at me, I was absolutely furious with him. The manager was the type of man who would do anything for money, he wanted me to stay and serve him drinks.

“Cia!” Billy said, I had to turn back to look at him with a smile, while he was holding my hand. He was giving me a big smile while he was checking me out.

“You are looking hot as always,” He remarked as hugged me. He does this all the time and I don’t like it, but I had to hug him back.

“Manager! I want Cia’s service as usual.” He announced, placing money on the table. Without wasting any time the manager agreed putting the money in his pocket, no actually he grabbed it like a hungry man. He did not even look at me. Bastard!!!

Billy took his seat while I served him drinks. I saw he was staring at my breasts. Well why not? I was wearing revealing clothes, so why would he lose this chance to take advantage? I passed him his wine glass as I was sitting next to him on the sofa.

“Please call me, if you need anything sir,” I said to him with a fake smile, trying to divert his attention from my body to his drink. As he heard me he looked at my face more closely.

“Sir, do you want something?” I asked because he was getting much closer, but I was shouting in my mind, go away!

“Yes, I want you Cia.” He announced, coming closer to me. I could see lust in his eyes, this was nothing new for me.

“Sir, please don’t do this.” I urged him with a smile, trying to push him away. I could not understand him. Why does he always do this? He always wanted to eat me. These rich people are only hungry and lustful!

“But I can offer you good money Cia. Let me f**k you just one time. I would even pay you for a kiss, so why not for s*x? Let’s have s*x at my house or I can book a hotel. I will pay you per hour,” Billy proposed his offer to me, money in exchange for s*x like he always does. There were many girls who were ready to throw themselves at him, but he still wanted me. It was his daily routine, he made an offer to me and I refused him.

“I told you, I only serve drinks here. I do not sleep with customers.” I rebuked him trying to get up from there. He pulled me back down,I looked at the manager who was keeping an eye on me.

“Okay, but I will wait until the day you say yes. I have paid for the kiss and I want a kiss right now.” He said, attacking my lips. I had opened my eyes, I absolutely would not kiss him back. It was also a part of his daily routine. He only comes here for a kiss, so that he could kiss me, as I refuse him for s*x he releases his desire with other girls. I heard he was an animal in bed. I could feel that his kiss was also aggressive.

He was demanding that I kiss him back. He had paid the manager for it. I closed my eyes and kissed him back. I have to kiss him back because it is how I earned the money. At least I do not have to sleep with him. He kissed many times rather than drinking. I had to spend more than one hour a day with him. It was hell trying to tolerate the person who has only s****l desire towards you and to make matters worse he was rich!

Yes, he was rich and a friend of the club owner. The manager was a servant to them, so he had to follow his orders. He could not risk denying a rich person like Billy. But it was good that Billy was not a pervert like the other men. When I said no, it meant no, he never forced himself on me.

“See you tomorrow, think about my offer,” Billy advised, finally leaving with the other girls. I took a deep breath finishing my work. I looked at my watch, it was just past midnight. I was exhausted and thinking about what he had said. He was handsome, he was wealthy, and he was in his twenties. I heard he was a business man, but how much money would he offer me for an hour for s*x. I know I would not be able to pay my debt off with the little money I was able to make now. My parents had not just taken money from a single person, they had taken it from multiple people. It had amounted to a mountain of debt that I had not been able to pay in these past seven years. It only increased every month, I could not sleep peacefully. If I accepted Billy’s offer, I would still have to ask him for a huge sum of money. I know he would give it to me, but I did not want a new debt. I have to earn that large of a sum of money to get free from my debts..

The most important thing to remember was not to trust anyone. how could I when my own parents had not come to see me in these seven years? They only talked to me on the phone sometimes then how could I believe in an unknown person? It was a formative experience in my life, no matter what happens, do not trust anyone. Especially if that person is rich!!!

I have always hated rich people because the people that my parents took loans from were all rich. They all took my money like it was their hard work. I went to grab my bag and as I came out of the locker room, the manager was standing there.

“Cia wait!” He stopped me, I gave him a bored and tired look.

“Yes.” I asked, only wanting to close my eyes. I just wanted to sleep in my bed.

“This is your tip for today. You did a great job,” The manager said as he handed me an envelope. As I looked inside the envelope a big smile appeared on my face. It was my hard earned money. The manager grinned at me, telling me to go home and enjoy my money. I smiled back and ran out of the club. I was walking on the road and I bought myself something to eat. I was ravenous, I had not had the chance to eat anything in hours. As I got closer to home, I pulled out the envelope and saw the money. It was not too much, but it would have to be enough as I had not earned a lot of extra money this month. This tip came to me as a godsend. I was walking up to the stairs of the house, looking at the envelope.

“It seems you got money today,” I heard the voice of my landlord. I clutched the envelope tightly. He had been waiting for my arrival. He was one of the men who I needed to pay. When my parents ran away, he told me that they also took money from him. He let me live in this one room home so that I could pay him back.

“Yes, I earned money, but I can not give it to you. I will give you your’s soon. This month I …” I could not complete my words as he just snatched the money from my hand. I could not say or do anything about it. He always does this and maybe he was right when he does. The money I owed him was no small amount, at least he let me live here.

“I am going and will be back later for the next payment,” He warned and left. I opened the door to my home, switching on the light. I saw my messy room, placing the food on the table. I had not cleaned my room today. I threw my body on the floor, as the empty envelope fell in front of my eyes. I could have paid and bought so many things with that money. I was looking at the ceiling blankly, I was depressed, but now not even tears would fall from my eyes. They had left me alone with my debt. I closed my eyes and slept.

“I wish I could live like any other girl after paying my debt.”