Heartless Billionaire, Why Abusing Me?

9 Like A Sack Of Potatoes

Kristi hadn’t cracked, though. Rather, she’d taken what she knew of insanity, and she’d worn it like a suit of armor. Once he was gone, she took it off, stopped laughing, and began to compose herself. Not raped – she thought – hurt, but not raped. That’s good.

    The next day, Kristi was placed in the PR department and she was told that she would soon start receiving guests, so she went to the manager and told him, "I am in poor health and I had major surgery  recently, so I can't drink or have as intimate relationships with the guests as they might want, but I will do my best to satisfy them."

The manager scowled at her and said, "Do you think that I care about your wellbeing or level of comfort? Just look at yourself in the mirror, why don’t you! You are lucky to be here!”

    Kristi was shocked. She said, "I believe that the Diamond Club is not a place that forces their employees to do things they don’t want to do. Or should I double-check with Ray?”

When the manager heard that, he wanted to Kristi harm, but Ray Black had ordered him to watch over on this woman and keep her safe, so he was forced to keep his anger in check.

“Very well,” the manager said. And that was that. She was free to go.

 During the lunch break, the girls gathered together, but when they saw Kristi, they looked at her with scorn in their eyes. They had never seen a janitor promoted to the PR department, and they thought the idea of it was ridiculous. And because Kristi was so hideous to look at, they didn't believe that she would have very many customers.

Some of them assumed that Kristi didn't even want customers and that she was only there to make a mockery of them. They also knew, though, that she had recently come from the asylum, so some of them were a little bit afraid of her – and mostly, they just laughed at her from afar. Few of them took their disdain for her as far as Alicia and Victoria did.

In the evening, Kristi finally received her first client. She had been asked for by name, which surprised the manager, but his reasons for asking for her became apparent as soon as she opened the door to the box she'd been assigned to. When the door opened, and she saw the man, and then that there was already a woman with him, and it was Alicia.

Kirsti's body stiffened. "Alecia," she gasped. "What are you doing here?"

Alecia smiled and said, "I have been given the task of teaching you." She turned to the client. "David, this is the new member of our team that I told you about. How do you like her?"

David looked Kristi over with a critical eye, and after a moment, he said, "She has rough skin and a cold face. Is she here to entertain the guests or be a princess? Alica, why is she here? I don't like her."

Alecia ran her hand down David's chest and purred, "Oh, David, I'm supposed to give my pitiful new colleague a chance." She poured him a glass of wine, brought it to his mouth in person, and while he was drinking, she added, "Can't you help me?"

David sighed and said, "Fine. What are we to do with her?"

"I don't rightly know," Alecia admitted. "This b***h thinks she's better than everyone. She does not drink alcohol, and she is arrogant, but she still expects to make money in this industry. Do you think it will be hard for her? I do."

"Hahaha, your little mouth is adorable!" David laughed. "I also want to give her a chance, for your sake."

As he said this, he took out dozens of hundred-dollar bills from his wallet, and then slammed them on the floor. He looked at Kristi and said, "Come here. Kneel and pick up the money. These are your rewards."

Kristi's trembled, her face turned white, and then she knelt to collect the money.

"Wait!" Alicia frowned. "As you kneel, I want you to sing a song. He will reward you if he is pleased. Your attitude must be good. Do you understand?"

Kristi shrugged, and she began to sing the old Beatles song, Elenore Rigby, starting from the second verse: "Father McKenzie writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear. No one comes near. Look at him working, darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there. What does he care…?"

Alicia thought she was doing Kristi a disservice, but Kristi didn't care at all. She liked to sing, and for this kind of money, she could do it all night. While in the mental hospital, she had experienced far more painful things than this, and she hadn't been paid anything for her trouble!

And when David heard her singing, his expression slightly changed. He obviously liked what he was hearing.

Alicia's facial expression turned cold and ugly. She jealously picked up the glass on the table and hurled at Kristi. "Shut up! Are you a duck? Could you sing the correct lyrics and sing on key? Do you want to hurt our guests' ears?"