The Arrogant Mrs. CEO

Chapter 3

Tom looked at Peter in shock. "I don't believe you," he said as he continued standing in front of Peter. Peter smiled, as he could see the surprised look of disbelief on Tom's face.

"It's okay if you don't believe me, but that's the truth, Tom. I didn't sleep with any woman for money," Peter said, and Tom crossed his arms around his chest as he stared at Peter in awe, even as night fell.

"The truth is that there's this beautiful young lady I saw today, and she was struggling to carry her nylon bag. I offered to help her carry it, but she refused and said that I stink. And guess what?" Peter looked at Tom, who stood speechless in front of him in the closed shops.

"She opened her red purse and threw a $100 cash at me, just like that. She said I should get some new clothing because I stink," Peter said as he shook his head at the remembrance.

"What! Just like that?" Tom asked him as he finally walked up to sit beside Peter on the bench. But Peter shifted away from his friend again, surprising Tom, who laughed out and said, "Wait, Peter, just because you bought new clothes now, you're avoiding me. Really?"

Tom did not get annoyed, and Peter laughed as he stood up and stared back at Tom, who finally sat on the bench. Peter said, "What did you expect of me, Tom? That I would sit with you and allow you to soak me with sweat?"

Tom frowned in silence as he saw that Peter was serious. Peter said, "I was telling you just now that I was insulted by this pretty lady, and you thought it was a joke that she just dashed me money like that. Well, it's not."

Peter looked away as he didn't sit back beside Tom, and Tom said, "It's okay, Peter, I believe you now."

Tom knew that Peter was a handsome yellow man and very attractive. Also most ladies shamelessly approached Peter and wooed him to become their man friend, but Peter refused.

Tom had even seen some ladies offering cash to Peter to get him into bed, but Peter clearly rejected it, saying he could not sleep with a lady for money, and Tom couldn't understand why.

They were poor and couldn't afford rent in the city. Although Tom knew that Peter was a graduate from a well-renowned university that his parents had sent him to. But because Peter wasn't able to get a good job, his previous friends who were fraudsters sent him away. Not only that, Peter also didn't want to return to the village to meet his parents empty-handed.

Tom knew that if he were in Peter's position, getting contract jobs from different ladies asking him out for only a one-night stand with them, he would accept. As he was suffering daily and he wasn't a graduate either to now get a better job, and the city was hard.

Tom sat and stared at Peter, and after a while, Tom shook his head and said, "You're indeed a lucky man, Peter. But a lot of men in your shoes would just be using these pretty ladies that are requesting your services freely. You only sleep with them, and after that, you collect your p*****t and dump them. It's not like they are even asking you to marry them. You're really missing out, man, and honestly, if I were you and was getting all these proposals from at least one woman, then I would've long left this slump that we are sleeping in every night," Tom said.

"Hmm," Peter sighed, and he walked back to the bench to sit beside Tom.

He stared out at the busy road and at the different types of exotic cars driving along, and he said, "Well, that's you, Tom, and not me. I cannot sleep with a woman for money. Before I left the village for this city, my mom advised me not to fall for any woman advising me to become her puppy and pay me money to sleep with her. Mom always said that I would lose my respect as a man if I allowed any woman to work and feed me while I relaxed at her comfort and became her slave. No matter what I do in the city, I will never be able to progress, being tossed around by a woman," Peter said.

"Shut up, Peter! How about now that you're not with a woman? Aren't you being tossed around every day already?! Imagine a lady just dashing you $100 without you doing anything for her or touching her bag either. Why would she just give you such a huge amount of money like that? If it's not that she admires you and likes you... Look, let me tell you, man, no woman will just give her money to a man like that. Never!" Tom exclaimed, and Peter sighed.

"It's alright, Tom. I saw it in her eyes too that she admired me at first, but sensing that I stink and was drenched in my own sweat, she threw the cash at me. So maybe you're right. I guess if I were ugly, she wouldn't have helped me," Peter agreed, shaking his head sadly.

"Same thing that I'm advising you, Peter. Explore these ladies now that you have the chance too. Before you die of poverty. Chai! If you see another lady again that is disturbing you or asking you to only spend a night with her, please link me to her, and let me become her puppet," Tom begged.

"No." Peter stared at Tom and shook his head in rejection.

"Seriously, Peter, if you don't help me with this, then we're no longer friends," Tom glared at Peter, and Peter stared at him in shock.

"You can't be serious, Tom. So you want me to be duping the ladies and turn into a p********e too? What's the difference between you and my previous friends who were fraudsters and also threw me out?" Peter questioned, but Tom shook his head and replied, "This one is not fraud, Peter. The ladies rather agree to help you and to move you out of poverty. In return, you will be warming her bed and sleeping with her too. It's totally different from fraud. In fraud, you didn’t offer her any services, but only scammed her of her wealth and fled. But in this one, it’s just like being paid for the services that you rendered," Tom emphasized, but Peter still shook his head and replied, "No. I cannot do that."

"Oh! Peter! I cannot believe I am advising an English graduate like you on a simple thing like this," Tom cursed frustratedly as he stared at Peter, standing up from the bench.

Peter said, "I cannot become a male p********e, Tom. Never! This conversation is over. If you want to cut me off, then fine! Do the same, as I don’t care. I will never become a woman’s puppet. If I see another woman looking for a recommendation for a male p********e to service her bed and sleep with her, then I will recommend your services to her. Bye, but count me out."

Peter finally stood up from the bench too and started walking away, leaving Tom standing speechlessly as he stared at him as he left.

"Okay, Peter. That's fine by me. I will be expecting my first-ever contract job for servicing a woman!!" Tom screamed out to Peter's hearing, and Peter only shook his head as he stared back at Tom and paused.

"Are you serious about becoming a male p********e?" Peter questioned Tom as he walked up to meet him.

"What do you expect from me, man? I'm not a graduate like you, and I am from a poor family. This year, I will be 30 years old, and yet I have no wife, no car, no house, and you're here receiving lots of proposals from different pretty women asking you out."

"Just note that if you see any pretty young woman who stops you again and proposes to you to become her sugar boy, just tell her that you have a very handsome dark-skinned friend with a big rod who will service her however she wants, and you can contract me, as I'm ready to start the job immediately," Tom said.

"What!" Peter exclaimed, and he laughed out as he stared at Tom in shock.

"You cannot be serious about this?" Peter said, but Tom ignored him and walked past him to climb onto the pavement. Tom still wanted to run some errand jobs, even as night had fallen. His job was to carry different people’s loads and help them carry the loads to their cars until night fell.

"I'm serious, Peter. Just a one-night stand with a rich woman will change my life forever. That's what some young ladies do here in the city: they service a rich man and warm up his bed too for money. Life isn't fair to everyone, Peter, and we must also strive hard to survive it. So I will be expecting the contract from you. I have to run along now before the night completely falls. Let me see if I can get some extra cash to add to the little I've gathered during the day," Tom said, and Peter replied to him, "Okay."