CHAPTER 2 (Mr. Cooper's Mother)
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Chapter 2 (Mr. Cooper's Mother)
Celine's POV
"Why did you get into this kind of work?" This was the first question Mr. Cooper asked me when we entered the VIP room.
Instead of being rough, he chose to talk to me first and interview me. I was extremely surprised why he seemed interested to know the reason why I chose to work here.
"Mr. Cooper, you don't need to know the story of someone like me... You're here to be pleased, right? So that's what I'll give you. I belong to you tonight, so maybe we can already start," I said with an alluring tone in my voice.
It's not my thing to tell my life story, especially to people I don't know very well. I'm not used to pity. Because I'm not used to being pitied.
"If that's the case, can I remove the mask that's covering your face, Ms. Angel?" he said and was about to remove my mask. I quickly stopped him from doing what he wanted.
No, he can't. I'm just a mere student. It's embarrassing for someone like me for them to see my true face.
"You can take off all my clothes, Mr. Cooper, just not my mask," I told him.
"You said it yourself that you belong to me. Why do you seem afraid for me to see your face?" he asked again.
"It's not that I'm afraid. I still have my privacy, Mr. Cooper... Besides, it's just my body that will please you—so I don't think you need to see my face," I said to the young man.
To make him forget about nagging me for my mask, I decided to just start unbuttoning his shirt. I started to seduce him. And I could feel his body heating up because he was already stroking my arm.
When I was about to kiss him, his phone suddenly rang, so he pulled away and chose to answer the call.
"Damn it! Where did mom go again? Didn't I tell you to watch mom carefully? You know she's forgetful and old," he said in a scolding tone to the person on the phone, clearly annoyed by what happened.
I couldn't hear their conversation clearly. But I'm sure he's worried about his mother right now. So instead of continuing our interrupted kiss, he chose to prioritize his mom.
"Let's just continue this tomorrow. We're not finished yet, Ms. Angel," he just said and immediately left the VIP room.
I don't know why, but there was a part of me that suddenly felt regret. It was like I had already fallen in love at first sight with Mr. Cooper. I felt a disappointment when the s*x between us didn't happen.
"Why did Mr. Cooper leave in a hurry, Angel? What did you do? Wasn't he satisfied with your performance? Or maybe you played hard to get," Madam Baby immediately said when she suddenly entered the VIP room, probably after seeing Mr. Cooper leave.
"I didn't do anything that would turn him off, Madam Baby. The person just had an important matter to attend to, so he left in a hurry. Just chill. You didn't lose a customer because he's coming back tomorrow," I told her to make her stop talking.
"You better make sure of that, Angel, okay? Remember your family's debt," she reminded me again.
When she was about to leave the VIP room, I quickly stopped her to clarify the status of our debt to her.
"Wait a minute, Madam Baby... If Mr. Cooper gives you the three million, does that mean I'm all square with the debt? Can I resign from this job?" I asked.
"If he gives it all, you're definitely all square. You even have a fifty thousand tip from me. So do your best tomorrow if you want to get out of your hellish job," Madam Baby said, which made everything clear to me.
I took a deep breath and looked up at the ceiling. Tomorrow is my last day here in the club. If I satisfy Mr. Cooper, I won't have to gyrate on stage and wear a bra and panties anymore.
"You can do it, Celine... Just drink and use pills so you won't get pregnant by Mr. Cooper," I told myself.
Later, I also left the club. I wasn't wearing my wig and mask anymore, only a facemask was covering my nose and mouth to make sure people I'd meet on the street wouldn't recognize me.
But unexpectedly, I saw an old woman being harassed by some men on the street corner. The old woman was defenseless while she was giving her wallet and jewelry to the men. Fear was evident in her eyes, afraid that the men might hurt her, so she chose to just surrender her money and jewelry to ensure her safety.
I didn't want to get into trouble, but I couldn't stand the old woman's sobs. She needed help and I was the only person who could help her. It was already too late, and there was no one I could ask for help. I sighed deeply before deciding to help the pitiful old woman.
"Batman will take care of it," was all my mind said as I approached the bad men.
"What do you think you're doing? You're even stealing from an old woman?! Are you that lazy that you can't even use your big bodies to find a job?!" I shouted loudly at them, which got their attention.
They all turned to me and laughed as if they weren't intimidated by my voice.
"Hey, Miss, what got into your mind to get involved? You have the guts to be a hero, but you're just a woman," one of them said, seemingly belittling my being a woman.
I raised my eyebrow at what he said.
"You're right. I am a woman. So what if I'm a woman? Do you think I won't fight you? You might not even be able to handle me," I said arrogantly to provoke them.
"Wow, dude! This woman is tough. It looks like she's challenging us," another one of them said.
Another guy smirked as he looked at me again from my feet to my head. And I just realized that I was wearing a fitted clothes.
"What kind of fight do you want, Miss Sexy? Do you want a fight in bed? Because if so, we'll give it to you to make your night happy," he said, full of lust.
Because of what he said, which was so vulgar, I couldn't stop myself anymore and immediately punched him.
"You jerk! I'll never be with you! How about a fistfight, huh?!" I taunted again.
But before the men could hurt me, a patrol car passed by, which was a signal for them to run away. I quickly approached the old woman and asked her.
"How are you, ma'am? Did they hurt you?" I said, worried.
"I'm not hurt, hija.. But thank you for saving me. Your bravery is admirable. What's your name?" the old woman said.
"Celine... My name is Celine," I replied.
"Thank you, Celine. I didn't think there was still someone like you who's willing to risk their life just to help people like me," she said again.
"Anyone is willing to help, ma'am. So you're welcome... But may I ask, why are you still outside? It's very dangerous to be outside at this hour. There are a lot of bad people lurking around this place—so you should just be at home... Do you have a child, ma'am?" I said to her.
"I have one. A son. But he doesn't care about me because he's too busy with his work," the old woman replied softly.
"If that's the case, then your son is worthless, ma'am. Oh my! What an irresponsible child... What if something bad happened to you? What if I didn't come or the patrolmen didn't come? I'm sure you would have been in danger," I said and I couldn't help but feel annoyed at her son.
I still had a lot to say but the patrol car stopped in front of us, which cut off my judging of her child.
"We'll take you home, you might get into trouble here outside," the police officer said to us.
"Thank you, sir, for coming. But it's better if you just take ma'am home because the place I'm renting is just nearby," I told the police.
"Oh no, hija, just come with us. So you don't have to walk," the old woman insisted.
"No need, ma'am. I can protect myself," I just replied so our conversation wouldn't get longer.
The two police officers and the old woman I helped earlier finally left.
"Her son is such a jerk. He didn't even look for her," I said, shaking my head as I walked home to the house I was renting.
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