You again
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**Bryan**
“Yeah, come over to D'elite lounge to get your contract signed.” Those words confirm my suspicion, she had changed her mind.
I stared at my manager in anticipation and he nodded.
Why refuse in the first place when she knew she was going to do it?
She is definitely crazy and indecisive. I still don't know why I wanted her to play that role.
Probably to annoy her, since she already hated my gut.
And that hate, does she really hate me?
As much as I want to believe it. At least she is good at the hate game.
I refuse to be hurt by her being the first female to show disinterest. They always want to associate with me no matter the circumstances surrounding our meeting.
She seems different but I know better. They are all the same, and even my mother was not an exception.
She was just good at keeping hers.
I nodded at my observation.
“I'm still trying to understand why you don't want her to see you before signing the agreement.” My manager said,
“It was nothing, I just wanted to see her reaction.” I shrugged out, nonchalantly.
She might not know the gravity of what she did. I promised to ruin her if she had anything to do with the video exposure.
I would make her hate her existence, she would wish she had never been born.
She might as well beg for death by the time I am done with her.
It would have been easy to just carry out an investigation on her and fish out who did it. But I want her up close.
I want to be the one to prick her with a needle and still say sorry. I smirked at my devilish thoughts.
She would wish she had never signed the contract but by then it would be too late and impossible to revert.
I would make sure of that. I'll break her beyond repair.
The video had gone viral and it was fast trending, almost too fast like there was a force pushing it harder.
And it is scary.
I'm at the peak of losing my career. If this fake Dating doesn't work out.
Then I might as well kiss goodbye to ever being a hockey game captain.
I can't let go of hockey, it is the most current thing in my life. The only thing I can boldly say I'm good at.
My father will mock me for failing.
It is the most consistent and stable thing I've ever had. Hockey is more than just a game to me.
It is my lucky card, my perfect match. It had been the anchor holding my life together ever since I could remember.
It is that much and more to me
“I need to go get her.” My manager. Mr Roger's voice broke into my thoughts.
**Flora**
I wobbled out of the hospital gate, questioning myself on why I took the dating offer.
But I knew better, it was either that or nothing. There is no hope of my getting a job, not now or anytime soon.
I might just do it for the main time till I get my name cleared..
My mom's health is deteriorating, so I can't just stay put and find a normal job. The best option was to make do with what I see.
Tears brimmed in my eyes, I never asked for much, just wished my mom were healthy.
I want to have my mum as agile as seven years ago. And I would try. I could go through all lengths. She needs to be fine.
God knows what awaits me in this forsaken offer. It was not like I was expecting much. I just needed the funds I could earn from it.
D'elite lounge, it reads. Luxury and too bold, bolder than my existence. The walk into the lounge seems like a death wish.
Can't believe I was nervous.
The man from earlier walked towards me and bowed respectfully.
“Thanks for accepting.” His face remained neutral.
My head bobbed, gripping my already worn-out bag too hard.
“Here are the do's and don't's of the contract.”
My eyes nervously read through the file, still finding it hard to believe I can't see my supposed boyfriend until I sign the contract.
I almost stopped at that point but I couldn't for the life of me. And I'm scared of the risk I am taking.
I hoped it wouldn’t backfire because his reasons for not wanting to be seen before the contract seemed suspicious.
Maybe he is handicapped, correct.
That would probably be the problem. I felt pity for him.
Moreso the pay is much more than what I can earn in years. It's just a year and I would be done before I would even blink.
That calmed me a bit, and the public eyes must see me with him. At least, I'm gonna get a bit of exposure. Free trips and food.
Isn't that cool?
My lips stretched in a bashful smile. Maybe I was the one making it harder than it seemed.
It is not that bad.
I get to enjoy a little bit of a baby girl lifestyle and pay for my mom's surgery. That's more like two golden tickets in a pod.
What would have been the spoiler was that I can't work anywhere else cause apparently it would breach the usefulness of the contract.
I rolled my eyes at that, it is not like anyone is willing to employ me. I might as well just calmly enjoy my fake celebrity status.
The pen might as well beg for my mercy with the force of my grip on it. It is not easy signing a contract you can't breach.
Tell me why I was shaking all through. Scared that I might be signing my entire life into someone's hands.
I swallowed that.
Mr Roger pushed another door open. This one was more private and secluded. Then he pointed to ..
A man's back, swiveling in a chair. I felt cold all over, desperately trying to get a glimpse of his face.
Then he turned.
“You again.” I snapped, my fingers stretched at him.
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