BILLIONAIRE'S SÉX SLAVE: Maid for the Possessive Billionaire (R18+)

CHAPTER 2: Grieving

"GOOD MORNING, MR. Yilmaz. I just want to remind you that you have a meeting with board of directors this aftern—"

"Please, reschedule the meeting tomorrow."

"Mr., may I know the reason, so that I can inform the board of directors?"

Tumigil si Dashiell sa paglalakad at marahas na nagpakawala ng hangin sa bibig bago hinarap si Avah—ang kaniyang sekretarya.

"I'm grieving…"

After that, Dashiell continued walking until he finally reached his office. Ibinagsak niya ang sarili sa swivel chair at hinilamos ang mga palad sa kaniyang mukha.

His father is already dead. He received a call from his mother informing him that his father had passed away. His long battle with cancer—which he had been suffering from for several years—is finally over.

It saddened Dashiell. He was able to talk to his father yesterday, and now he's gone. He wants to fly to Turkey, but his mother is preventing him from doing so because she fears something might happen to him, especially considering their strained relationship with each other.

Walang tulog si Dashiell. Hindi na rin siya nakakain dahil sa pagdadalamhati. Alak agad ang hawak niya simula nang magising siya kaninang umaga. Ito ang unang pagkakataon na nawalan siya kaya ito rin ang unang pagkakataon na nakaramdam siya ng ganitong klaseng sakit. This is even more painful than what Camilla did to him two years ago.

Sunod-sunod na umiling si Dashiell bago hilam ang mga matang tumayo sa kaniyang kinauupuan at nagtungo sa kitchenette. He took some ice from the refrigerator and a glass before proceeding to the living area, which was also located in his office. He put ice in the glass before pouring 1976 Dictador Generations en Lalique rum into it. Dashiell took a sip from the glass before leaning back in his seat.

Hindi siya nagtungo rito sa Prime Properties para magtrabaho, nagtungo siya rito dahil gusto niya munang manatili rito dahil malapit ang gusaling ito sa ama niya. Namana lang naman ni Dashiell ang kumpanyang ito sa namayapa niyang ama ilang taon na ang nakalipas.

At first, he was hesitant whether to accept it or not. But since he is the only child of his father, he eventually accepted it because there is no other heir but him.

Dashiell couldn't help but smile during those moments as he gazed at the entirety of his office. All he could see was black. Dashiell loves black, so when he took hold of the company, he changed the office theme. It went from being colorful to everything turning black.

Lahat ng nasa opisina niya, mahal. High-quality ang mga furniture na nandoon at halos lahat ay inangkat pa mula sa ibang bansa. Mayroon din iyong sariling kusina, banyo, living area, at kuwarto. Parang bahay na rin itong opisina ni Dashiell. Lahat ay nandito na. Isama pa ang terrace kung saan madalas tumatambay si Dashiell at ang high-quality glass wall na kitang-kita ang tanawin mula sa loob.

Umiling si Dashiell bago nagpatuloy sa pag-inom ng 1976 Dictador Generations en Lalique rum. Ngunit sa gitna nang pag-iinom niya, bigla na lang tumunog ang telepono na nasa lamesa niya. Napamura si Dashiell sa sarili dahil sa inis. Gayumpaman, nilapitan niya pa rin ang telepono habang dala ang basong may lamang rum.

"Didn't I tell you not to bother me right now? I'm not in the mood to talk!" he exclaimed sharply, rolling his eyes in frustration.

"Pasensya na po, Mr. Yilmaz, pero wala po kaming natanggap na impormasy—"

"Why did you call?" he cut.

"May babae po rito sa reception area, at gusto niya raw po kayong makita. Her name si Maria Santos, siya raw po iyong journalist na mag-i-interview sa inyo."

"F*ck!"

Oo nga pala, ngayong araw siya naka-schedule para ma-interview kung paano naging matagumpay ang Prime Properties. Sa katunayan, ngayon lang siya nagpaunlak ng interview. Ilang taon na siya sa kumpanya, at ito lang ang unang beses na um-oo siya para ma-interview.

He wasn't in the mood to talk and socialize with people, but Dashiell didn't want to waste the opportunity for others to know what he had done to make Prime Properties even more successful.

Nilagok muna ni Dashiell ang laman ng baso bago sinagot ang receptionist. "Let her in," he said before putting down the telephone.

Hindi na nag-abala pa si Dashiell na ayusin ang sarili. Umupo siya sa kaniyang swivel chair at hinintay ang pagdating ng babaeng mag-i-interview sa kaniya.

After a few minutes of waiting, may kumatok na sa pinto ng kaniyang opisina. Tatlong beses na katok bago bumukas iyon at bumungad ang dalawang babae. Si Avah at marahil ay ito na ang babaeng mag-i-interview sa kaniya, si Maria Santos.

Pinapasok na ni Avah ang babae sa loob ng opisina niya bago nito sinaraduhan ang pinto. Hindi mapigilan ni Dashiell ang mapangiti ng mga sandaling iyon nang makita ang babae na manghang-mangha ang mukha habang pinagmamasdan ang kabuuang interior ng kaniyang opisina.

The woman walked towards him until she stood in front of him. She smiled at him. Dashiell swallowed hard, feeling his masculinity slowly awakening as he gazed at the gentle face of the woman.

"Hindi po ako makapaniwala na tinanggap niyo po ang imbitasyon kong interview-hin kayo, Mr. Yilmaz."

"Maria Santos, right? What a nice name."

"T-Thank you for the compliment about my name, Mr. Yilmaz. C-Can we start?"

He nodded. "Let's do it on the terrace."

Tumango ang babae kaya naman inaya na ni Dashiell ito patungo sa terrace ng kaniyang opisina. Pinaupo niya ang babae samantalang siya'y tumayo at sumandal sa balustrade paharap sa babae.

"Start now, Miss Santos."

Tumango ang babae bago nito kinuha ang isang notebook at lapis sa bag nitong dala kapagkuwan ay nag-angat na ito ng mukha sa kaniya.

"Bago ko po kayo tanungin kung ano ang mga naging hakbang niyo para mapalago at mas lalong makilala ang Prime Properties, may isa po akong tanong sa inyo. Kumusta po si Mr. Mustafa Yilmaz?"

Dashiell smiled. "You know, Miss Santos, my father built this company. When it was still in his hands, the company flourished and gained recognition not just in the Philippines but also in other countries. My father was business-minded, and I believe I inherited that from him. When I took over Prime Properties, I promised my father that I would further grow the company, which I think I've achieved. I didn't become a billionaire because of this company. In fact, I also own two condominium buildings here in Manila and five resorts in different provinces in Luzon. I built them through hard work, perseverance, and dedication. Everything runs smoothly because of my father's guidance. But now that he's gone, I don't know how I can run everything without him."

Maria flinched. "Gone?"

"That's my answer to your question, Miss Santos."

"I-I don't understand, Mr. Yilmaz. What do you mean by 'gone'?"

Dashiell smirked. "Dead."

"Oh my God! I-I'm so sorry to hear that, Mr. Yilmaz. I didn't mean to open this top—"

"It's fine. You don't need to apologize."

"Let's proceed, Mr. Yilmaz. I have gathered questions here, and I will ask these to you one by one."

"Before we start, Miss Santos, I have a question. Do you have a boyfriend?"

Maria smiled widely. "I don't have a boyfriend, Mr. Yilmaz. It's not my priority this time. I want to focus on my passion."

Dashiell grinned before confidently walking towards Maria. "Are you open to having s*x with me, Miss. Santos? Don't worry, I will pay you."

Mabilis na tumayo si Maria. "Mr. Yilmaz, I came here to interview you and know the story behind the success of Prime Properties, not to have s*x with you."

"I am aware, Miss Santos."

"You're aware, but you still asked me."

"Name your price, Miss Santos. I can pay you any amount—just let me taste yo—"

Hindi pa man natatapos si Dashiell sa iba pa niyang sasabihin nang makatanggap siya nang malakas na sampal mula kay Maria.

"Excuse me, Mr. Yilmaz, but I'm not for sale. I don't need your money because I have my own. No matter how much it is, I don't care. I won't compromise my dignity just for money because I promised myself that I will only give this to the man I love. You know, I don't care about the interview anymore. You disappoint me, Mr. Yilmaz. It seems that what they say about you is true. You're really a womanizer. I regret stepping into your company."

Afterwards, Maria aggressively left Dashiell's office. The woman even banged the door before leaving.

Nangingiti na lang na napailing si Dashiell bago bumalik sa kaniyang desk dala ang bote ng rum na kanina niya pang iniinom. Nagsalin siya sa baso bago nagpatuloy sa pag-iinom.