Chapter 4: Petty Favours
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After escaping His suffocating presence, I make my way through the hallways. The Mayor's manor is no doubt luxurious and big, but it is nothing compared to the castle I work in.
It's such a bummer though, I work in such a large castle yet the pay can only last our family a week. If I ever meet the owner, I'm gonna demand a raise. But given the circumstances of this small town, I highly doubt my demand will be met.
Besides, I was only able to get this job through the help of the church. I don't want to ruin the chance by arguing with the owner. Not that he'll ever set foot in this town. Our town is located at the edge of the country. The owner being rich would rather spend his life in the nicer part of the country where all the luxuries are than set his foot here.
Finally, I reach Ron's room. He's the mayor's only son and a total flirt. I tell myself it's for my family, before setting foot inside his room.
" Can I come in?" I ask, knocking at the wooden door.
" Yeah. " Comes a lazy voice.
As I push the door, it creaks open and I step in. Inside is a different sight. One that has me wishing I had come at a different time. The Mayor's son is nicely sat on his couch with a woman on his lap.
The woman seems to be much older than Ron himself and seems to come from a wealthy family in the town, noting her dress.
" Baby, are you going to get me that bracelet? " The woman asks in a high-pitched voice. I find her voice to be extra squeaky.
" I'll get you anything you want. " The Mayor's son replies, findling with the woman on his lap.
His hands roam around her body as he nibbles on her skin. In short, the two are caught in an intimate position.
" As long as you give me what I want. " He adds with a mischievous smile on his face, gawking at the woman as if she's some sort of eye candy.
" What is it that you want? " The woman asks, pretending to be unaware.
I can conclude though, she isn't new to this and this isn't the first time they're together!
" Don't play dumb now. " Ron retorts.
" You know what I want. " He adds.
Once the woman doesn't answer, but only continues to run her hands on his chest. He decides to break all barriers of modesty and becomes blunt.
" I want to f**k you into oblivion, take you right here, right now. " He puts out, letting out a dog-like growl. Ew.
" Hmm. " She hums in response.
I don't understand, why would Ron call me in if he's busy with someone. I've got real-life problems here, unlike these two rich individuals.
" Your fiance doesn't deserve you. " Ron tells her, sloppily licking her neck.
" Marry me then. " She proposes, trying to score the Mayor's son.
I'll tell you what, many have tried and all have failed. Like I said, he's a flirt. He doesn't have the heart to ever fall in love with someone.
" No can do baby. " He denies.
" Father wants me to marry into an influential family. " He lies slyly.
He lies. She doesn't belong to the most influential family, but her family still is wealthy as compared to many. So that wouldn't be a problem for his father.
It's him who doesn't want to marry her. This man is known for using women to his utmost pleasure and then throwing them away once he's done. He has no respect.
" I'll come back another time. " I finally speak up. I should not be here in the first place, not at such a time.
" Hazel, what a surprise. " Ron remarks, noticing my presence just now.
Oh great, so I was invisible all this time?
" Who is she? " The woman questions and I get a hint of jealousy.
Ron doesn't go for the poor. As he likes to say it, he has a ' standard '. So she doesn't even need to be jealous. Not that I'd ever be with someone who only loves me for my body.
Love needs to be pure and selfless.
" The girl from the orphanage. " Ron describes.
And that is indeed my identity in the entire village. I'm the poor orphan girl. It doesn't matter if I have a mother. She's not my biological mother and that is enough for them to consider me an orphan.
" Why are you here? " She asks.
" I...I needed his help. " I mutter, a little conscious now. I hope she doesn't lash out at me for coming to her boyfriend's room at such a time.
But I really need help.
" You should help her, she's an orphan after all. " The girl utters after a few moments of thinking. She gets up from his lap and leaves the two of us alone.
At least she wasn't mean about it.
" See you later. " Ron bids her bye.
" So? " He asks, spreading his legs on the couch.
" Can you please talk to the church on my behalf, and ask them to release our funding? " I get straight to the point, in utter desperation.
I need this worry to cease. I'm already too stressed regarding the nightmares. Besides, the night is only getting deeper. I need to reach home on time.
" Church? " He asks.
" I gotta talk to those old dudes! " He exclaims.
" I don't want to. " He straight up denies it.
Before I can argue and tell him his father told me that he would help, he decides to speak more.
" But you can make me. " He proposes.
" How? " I can't help but ask.
If he doesn't wanna do it, how can I forcefully drag him with me?
" See Hazel. " Ron starts, approaching my frame.
" You do me a favor, and I do you a favor. " He talks in riddle, not allowing me to decipher the real meaning behind his sentence.
" We both get what we want. " He reveals.
But still don't know what he wants from me? He practically has everything.
" I don't know what you're talking about. " I mutter, backing off.
I don't like the proximity.
" Why don't you strip for me? " He proposes, revealing his ugly desires.
" No. " I reply without any hesitancy. I will do no such thing.
" Don't be such a tease, Hazel. " He taunts, putting his hand on my shoulder.
" You'll be one lucky girl to sleep with me. " He whispers, as his hand trails towards my face.
At that exact moment, I slap him on the face.
" I said leave. " I spit out, pushing him away.
" You b***h! " He screams in vexation, striding towards me.
His intentions have now changed. He no longer wants ' favours' from me. No, he wants to hurt me for I have damaged his man ego.
Just as he is about to pounce on me, I kick him where the sun doesn't shine and he falls to the ground wailing like a child.
I leave him like that, in his state of misery and I make a run for it. Finding my way out of the manor and going back home.
Though fear soon strikes in my heart, I just kicked the Mayor's son!
Not only did I somehow manage to piss off the Church, but also slapped the Mayor's son. I'm doomed!
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