BILLIONAIRE'S BETRAYAL

Do you have a boyfriend?

KRIZZIA'S POV

After what happened earlier, Mrs. Reid assisted me by herself. I am wet and I have to change my clothes in able to avoid getting sick. Sadly, I have no extra clothes to wear... I'm afraid that it might bother her.

Without any notice, she fled somewhere I do not know. I'm waiting here in their guest room.

Honestly, I was so scared back there. I don't know how to swim and I feel like someone would grab my feet and drown me there. It reminded me of my childhood, and also the horror movie 'Shake, Rattle and Roll' One of the zombies there was a siren and I fear being dragged down from my feet! Even now, I can still feel my flesh shivered in fear. Like, the presence of the pool water hugs my whole.

I swallowed hard as I turned off the shower and wrapped the towel around my body before going out of the bathroom. "You sure that you're okay, Krizzia?" She asked again, for the fifth time already. Mrs. Reid's presence welcomes me by the time I went off of the bathroom. I smiled at her to assure her that I am fine. She gestured to me the clothes that I am going to wear and I accepted it shyly.

"You know what, I am so thankful that you came to us. Despite Brent's attitude, you still remained and stayed with us. I just can't help it when he hurts you. It made me worry for you." She said in a low guilty tone. Even if I were on her shoe. I will feel the same. The only difference was that, Mrs. Reid is too kind. She couldn't afford to hurt her child. As for my part, I couldn't tolerate kids having that kind of attitude. I might punish him, if I have a son like Brent.

But then, I realized... Brent undergoes a different situation. It's not easy.

"I understand you, Mrs. Reid. But we don't have a choice but to endure Brent's attitude. I believed that his heart will soften again and live his life with happiness. Let's be positive that everything will be fine." I said. I just hoped that it would help her calm down.

"By the way, Mrs. Reid. Where will I change?" I asked when I felt cold already because of the aircon. It's been a while since the last time I was exposed to air conditioned area. Alone in the room.

"There, Krizzia" she said and walked to the place where I can change. It's a walk-in closet. I guess. I entered while she waited outside. But, while I was changing clothes... she said, "Can I ask you something, Kriz?"

I dressed my panty and brassiere on as I replied, "It's okay, Mrs. Reid. Go on." allowing her to ask.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" My jaw dropped at her question. Why did she ask that anyway? Gosh! I'm surprised!

In the end, I just let out a chuckle and answered her honestly, "No, I don't have. Uhm... I never had a boyfriend." It might be shameful, but that's the truth. I never experienced being in a relationship. I danced and played with guys before, but I never commit. It's scary to enter such a relationship. I'm afraid of being affected and hurt. I don't want it. Besides, I have no plans of entering. Especially at my family's current state.

"For real? With that goddess like beauty? You haven't had a boyfriend yet?" She seems surprised. I put the dress on, and answered.

"Yes" I'm embarrassed. I'm not even surprised if she reacted that way, many were able to ask me about it, and mistook me at the same time. They thought I had a boyfriend. But the truth was... I don't have any. I'm an NBSB.

"But, why?" I was drying my hair with the use of the towel as I faced my reflection in the mirror. This dress looks expensive. It's been a long time since the last time I wore branded and expensive dresses like this. I'm kind of missing it. Maybe I can try... soon. If I could afford to buy one.

"Uhm, I don't feel like getting myself involved with a guy in a relationship. It's boring and, I don't want someone to cage me and stop me with the things I liked to do before." That was true up until now... but with different reasons this time, I just want to spend my time with work and gain money for a living. Of course for Mama's meds.

"That's new, but I like what you said." She replied. When my hair is dry. I used the comb near the mirror and combed my hair before going out of the walk-in closet. "How about now? Aren't you planning to have one?" I just laughed at my shame.

"I don't know..." That's my answer to her, because I don't feel like getting one and that the only thing that was lurking in my mind was... work.

"You know, I really like you and I want you for my son." I let out a fake chuckle at what she said. Was she referring to Brent? Brent was just a kid!

"I know that Mrs. Reid and I like Brent too. Uhm, he's way stubborn this time but it's understandable, of course!" I reasoned while she waved her hand disagreeing with my point.

"No, no, no. I do not mean Brent." Eh? I am surprised. Does she have another son?

"I mean for my eldest." This is the first time that I've heard it from her. For almost a month of working here... I didn't know that she has another son. It's just surprising. You know, she's in her fifties...

So, "I promise, you'll like him too. But this time, he's in the states." But then I remembered what Brother Cougar told me. It was about Brent's brother, which I hadn't seen.

This conversation really made me feel uncomfortable, I don't think I can survive with this topic. It's kinda awkward and...

"Aha-haha-ha, no, no, Mrs. Reid." I declined.

She frowned at me, "Why?" I scratch something from my nose using my point finger. Gosh, this habit of mine again. But, I just can't help it. "Uhm, it's not right that we chose someone for him. I suggest, we should let him choose someone who he wants to be with." I hope I said the right thing. This topic is making me uncomfortable. She thought about it too.

"You do have a point. But, I don't know my son. He seems uninterested with women and still single. I'm just worried about his future. What if no one will like him and will live alone? No one on his side will grow old? Jesus, I don't want that to happen. I want to see my grandchildren!" What she said, made me let out a chuckle.

But then a glint of idea came inside my head. "Is he gay?"

Her eyes widened in surprised. That's the time that I realized of what I just said. What a shamd of me...

"No, he's not. I'm sure of it." I then thought of it.

Mostly, billionaires, businessmen and rich guys are like that. To them, love is dangerous. The same principles as me. Love is a disturbance. A drug that they avoid getting addicted to emotions. However, they felt lust and desire too. In order to please themselves... They pay women who are willing to have intercourse with them. To satisfy themselves. I'm just basing on the hot billionaires, and riches making out at bar.

I understand her worries towards her son, but that doesn't mean she will choose a woman for him. He especially doesn't like women. What will happen to the woman who will be entangled with him? Still useless. Life won't be meaningful if you're choosing a person who he won't be treasuring. No fun.

Even my mom, asked me about that subject.

Goodness, I'm just twenty three! I have lots of time for that. To make a baby is just one to five rounds of s*x and to find a guy isn't hard for me. I'm pretty! And to bear a baby, its duration is just nine months! See! In just a year, I can make my own family! But not now, I'm busy with our family. I want to continue studying and build my dream.

Being poor is hard but fun. Tho, I cannot allow my family to stay like this forever. I have to do something.

So, I'm not entering myself in that situation.

"It's okay, Mrs. Reid. I believe that men won't live without a woman by his side. They have needs after all." Exactly, men aren't a saint though. They have needs and there's no way they could resist that. Just like, what I was saying again?

She chuckled, "Hahaha! If you only know what kind of man my son is," I frowned at her. "He's a jerk who pays women who he wants to bed." Damn, that's more sad. I just thought of it earlier!

I feel pity for those girls.

Meanwhile, having the fact of those girls selling their bodies just to sustain their living... cut me from judging. I understand them.

Tho, I couldn't think of myself being in that situation. The cringe!

"You okay? You turned pale" I snapped at her question and composed myself and smiled at her.

"It's nothing, Mrs. Reid." Even if the truth was... I am imagining some happenings that I can't stand. Shems, for Pete's sake... I couldn't lose what I was protecting 'till now.

In order to change the topic, "Mrs. Reid, can I talk to Brent? Was Mr. Reid didn't punish him right?" I asked. She smiled but with sadness from it. I'm sure she's still bugged with the happenings earlier.