Megan’s POV
I hesitated to go inside. Could it be that Zac was fucking a new girl? Tsk, that means he’s lumping me in with the young whores who just came from the village. How dare he do something like that when I was carrying something important for him?
“Ah, sir. Slowly, please. It hurts.” A girl’s voice pleaded.
Come in, no. Come in, no. Shit! Zac is such an unpredictable guy. I was afraid if I went in and upset him, he’ll be mean to me.
“What are you doing out there? Come in,” Zac yelled from inside.
“Oh okay,” I stammered in reply. He made this easier because he had let me in.
I opened the door to his room slowly and saw a sight that hurt my heart and eyes. A young girl was lying on his desk with her legs wide open and her body naked. I saw bruises on several parts of her body.
Could Zac have had rough sex? Scary. Now I felt stupid for being involved with a dangerous person like him. However, it was already done. I couldn’t take back my request or he would think I was playing with him.
Seeing him still fucking that girl made me misbehave and get jealous. No! No! Why would I feel jealous? We were just bartering. He would do what I asked and in return, I would serve him in bed. I was annoyed at first because I had to be ready if he wanted sex, but I didn’t know when I missed his touch.
It was baffling, yes it was. The way he made love made me addicted even though he didn’t always treat me gently, but I liked it. Sometimes he would hurt me just to increase his desire.
Was I going baffling and wild? Baffling for getting into Zac’s dark world and wild for missing his prowess on the bed.
If Mom or Grandma heard about this, then I would be dropped as the primary heir. Ah yes, I forgot that Grandma had made up with Piper. All of Grandma’s assets would have to be divided in half. And to get it all, of course, I’d have to remove Piper from everyone’s lives.
Slowly, the girl’s cries of pain faded away, making me curious. I walked toward Zac, who had just finished fucking her. He pulled his dick out of her still-red pussy.
I noticed a spot of blood on Zac’s desk. Could this young girl be a virgin? Did every young girl who would work at this bar have to be tasted first by Zac? And all at once, I felt sick. Maybe I was going baffling. I shouldn’t have feelings for a dangerous man like him.
Zac left the girl lying on the table. He rushed into the bathroom and I heard running water.
I stood in front of the girl and found her unconscious. Sperm and a little blood were still flowing from her pussy. The girl’s body was quite full, and she had large breasts. Zac’s favorite type.
Oh, Zac again. Looked like I need to take my mind off all things.
Not long after, Zac came out of the bathroom dressed in a black kimono. He walked towards me while tying the straps of his kimono, then he sat on the sofa and lit up a cigarette.
He waved his hand at me and signaled for me to sit on his thigh. According to the rules and customs she had told me, I usually had to take off my clothes immediately before sitting on her thigh.
“Don’t take off your clothes. My men will be here soon. Come in, sit here,” he told me when I was about to take off the white t-shirt and mini jeans skirt I was wearing.
I straightened my clothes and walked toward him, then sat on his lap. He caressed my face while kissing my neck and cheeks and leaving several kiss marks on my neck. Then, he called one of his men to bring out the young girl’s body.
“Is she okay?” I asked curiously.
“She just fainted. Nothing to worry about,” he replied as he stroked my thigh.
“Umm, Zac. I have something to ask you.”
“Yes, please,” he replied.
“Does every young girl who just comes to this place have to be fucked by you first?”
“Most. Not all. Why?” he replied.
“Are they all virgins?”
“Yes. Because my assistant deliberately looks for young girls who are still virgins. Most of my clients also ask me to find young virgins. What’s wrong with you? You rarely care about the affairs here,” he asked. His eyes looked deep into mine, as if trying to dig into my mind.
“Ah, it’s okay. I’m just asking,” I replied while trying to hide the look on my face that was actually in a bad mood.
Shit! I hate myself for feeling jealous. There was an unwillingness inside me that didn’t want him to touch those young girls. I didn’t want any other women in his life.
Wake up, Megan. I seem to lose my mind. I can’t fall in love with him because our worlds are completely different, and Ethan and I will be engaged soon, anyway.
“You’re lying,” he said, touching and holding my jaw so that my face was facing him.
“Wh-what do you mean?”
“You’re panicking and hiding something. Also, you don’t want me to touch those girls, right? You’re jealous,” he said.
“N-not so. Where are your men? They took so long,” I said as I stood up and stayed away from him before he discovered my true thoughts. I just didn’t want him to know how I felt right now and feel like he was in charge.
Suddenly, he hugged me from behind. He leaned his face against my shoulder as he whispered, “You’re in love with me, right? You can’t lie to me. After all, the look on your face and your questions have represented your feelings. But you should know that I’m a free man and don’t want to be bound by a relationship that holds me down. I’m sorry to make you disappointed and sad, but our relationship is just a business relationship. We need each other.”
I let go of his embrace as I moved away from him while holding back the tears that were urgently coming out. He was right. The one at fault here was me because I loved the relationship between us. Perhaps unintentionally, he had touched the deepest part of my heart because Jay, whom I loved, had never loved me back. Although Ethan was by my side from the beginning, I only considered him as a friend.
I tried my best to keep the tears from flowing, then I turned around and looked at him. “I understand, and between us, there is only a business relationship. But, there’s one thing I want to tell you. What is the fate of this baby that I’m carrying?”