Chapter 57 - Mister Gab and Miss Dahlia

I

Draga immediately stood up and grabbed the bathrobe that she had thrown a while ago on the other sun lounger.

"Why, Mr. Gab, is it not fine for me to have a swim here?" she asked with a lifted eyebrow when she was able to gain back her composure.

"Draga, you are allowed to swim here but you are not allowed to show off your body around like a whore! Goodness, woman, every man around here are hot blooded! “ Mr. Gab was pissed and it was too evident for Draga not to notice.

“Alright, alright, I will change my bathing suit now,” Draga said sighing as she walked out from the recreation area. Beta Manro followed the woman’s back with a grim.

Draga was walking with heavy feet toward her room. She felt offended being called a harlot by Mr. Gab but she cannot show anger toward the man. He is Boss Dar's right-hand man who has helped her come to this mansion. If not for him, she might have been still working as a lowly villa's maid for a man who broke her innocence by force and treated her like a piece of shit. She should have been still suffering from that man's sexual and physical abuse. She could still remember the pain every time the buckle of his belt would hit her face, her back, her breast, her legs, and everywhere on her body. He was a sadist who tortured her for a couple of years not minding her pains emotionally, mentally, and most of all, physically. She won't allow herself to experience that kind of pain again.

When Draga returned to the poolside, she was already wearing a one-piece black swimsuit.

“Better,” Mr. Gab said, who really waited for her return.

She smiled at Mr. Gab. “Thank you. What you said was worthy to be followed.”

Mr. Gab did not reply. She just nodded at Draga and left.

Inside her room, Gerthel has been getting bored. She wanted to get out and swim in the swimming pool but when she went there, she saw Draga lying on one of the sun loungers. She turned her back and walked away. The last person that she wanted to see, and encounter this day and in the next coming days is Draga.

Gerthel was already bored to death, so with her wolf, Thella, who really wanted to run in the forest to refresh and relax its reflexes. But they both knew that they cannot do so not unless Boss Dar would permit Gerthel to do so.

“But, Boss Gerthel did not know yet that I am a werewolf, much more the fact that I am a witch too,” sadly, Gerthel murmured as she slouched onto the floor while her back rested on the frame of the bed.

“Thella, should I tell, Boss Dar now of my real identity?” she murmured again, as she tried to have a conversation with her wolf. She has no other creature to speak with inside her room, except her wolf. If not for Thella, she might be screaming so loud because of boredom.

Thella was silent. Gerthel chuckled at her wolf’s act of not replying to her. She then realized that when Thella does not want to decide for her and is confused too, she will not talk at all. Gerthel sighed. “I know, I know Thella, like me, you confused as hell too,” she said sighing again.

II

It was three days that Boss Dar was not around and Gerthel was already becoming precarious. As she cannot control herself anymore, she went out of her bedroom and searched for Mr. Gab. She wanted to speak with Boss Dar’s right-hand man. She learned from one of the guards that the man was in his small office. She then walked toward there.

She knocked on the closed door of Mr. Gab’s office as she reached it. When the door opened, it was the frowning face of Mr. Gab that Gerthel outrightly saw.

“Mr. Gab, an apology if I disturbed you, I just need to ask you something,” she said politely. When Gerthel looked inside the Beta’s office from the open door, she was quite surprised to see Ms. Dahlia inside, sitting on the executive chair which she surmised to be the chair of Mr. Gab.

“Hello, Gerthel,” Ms. Dahlia said aloud while waving her right hand at Gerthel. Gerthel waved back at Ms. Dahlia and look at her again until her eyes went down to her blouse with two unmatched buttonings. It was as if, Ms. Dahlia buttoned her white blouse in a hurry. Ms. Dahlia seemed to be relaxed and unbothered with her wrongly buttoned blouse.

“Gerthel, what was it that you would like to ask me? You said you wanted to ask me something, right?” Mr. Gab said after a few moments.

“Oh, I just came in here, to know when Boss Dar will be coming back,” she readily replied to Mr. Gab.

Mr. Gab shook his head and looked at Gerthel. “I am not so sure, Gerthel. He needs to fix something in the place where he was born and grew up. Why, is there something bothering you, Gerthel.”

“Ohh, it is okay. I hope is just fine, Ms. Gab,” she said with her voice as low as the beating of her heart.

Mr. Gab smiled at her and mysteriously stated, “Don’t worry Gerthel, Boss Dar is completely fine. He might be still working on, settling the matter in his place.”

“Thank you for that, Mr. Gab. If you will excuse me, I will go now. Bye Mr. Gab and Ms. Dahlia,” she said and glanced at her former love trainer, who was grinning at her this time while her eyes slowly went down her wrongly buttoned blouse.

Walking now, back to her room, Gerthel was thinking about Mr. Gab and Ms. Dahlia. “Hmm, is there something special happening between Mr. Gab and Ms. Dahlia?” she thought. Until she reached her room, her mind was full of curiosity about what is really happening between the two.