Choices

Chapter 5 - The Boyfriend

CHOOSE: Push him back and leave or kiss him (it costs ten diamonds to pick this choice)

"This game is such a gold digger," I complained as I rolled my eyes while kicking the air using my two feet. "I just spent seventy diamonds earlier and now, I am going to spend ten diamonds again? That's... ugh."

It's been a week since I started reading this story, and the story's getting interesting, to be honest. I badly want to finish the story in one sitting but the author only uploads one chapter a day. If I could just pay him or her so that she can finish the whole book already, I'd gladly do it, but unfortunately, I don't know who she is.

I don't even know why so many people judged her and her story. It's fun! Don't they know how to have some fun? They're so boring.

It's eight o’clock in the morning and here I am, just lying on my bed while playing on my phone, wearing my pink pajamas with a strawberry design. Sometimes, I even forgot to eat breakfast since I wanted to focus on reading so much. I even forgot that Drake hadn't come home in the past week. Maybe he stayed in his condo unit so that he could go to work early like he always did.

He totally forgot about me.

"Well, at least I don't care now." I shrugged my shoulders as I bought another pack of diamonds to play the game. Money is just a tool for me to be happy and to get what I want, so I'll maximize usage of it just like how I maximize my credit card.

I know that my mom's gonna be mad if she knows that I am spending $100 on this kind of game. However, the feeling is mutual. I am also mad at them and they can't do anything about it.

Sorry not sorry, mom. This is my happiness now. It feels good to find my new happiness... in a game.

I chose the second choice because who cares if I'm going to spend thousands of money on this game? No one. I'll never mind as long as these characters in the story that I'm reading take themselves to the next level. I really want them to do that thing!

What thing? Of course, their making-love session! I'm on chapter six already, but they're still in the confusing phase of their relationship. I want to know how Sam's real wife would react if she knew that her husband was having an affair with their nanny.

Does she have the right to be mad, though? She's the one who broke up with him. I shrugged my shoulders at that thought.

"Oh my gosh, what the hell, oh my f.ucking gosh!" I exclaimed as Camilla and Sam shared a wild, steamy kiss.

I even rolled my body on the bed to contain my feelings. My heart started to pound nervously when I noticed that Andrei was just around the corner of the room, playing on his phone. However, the excitement flows around my body, hoping for them not to get caught.

"I'm sorry, but I don't wanna be a mistress,” Camilla said, pulling back from the wild kiss. “I still have my pride and dignity, please let me just have it. Don’t mess with my mind," she said before leaving the room.

End of Chapter Six.

“What? The chapter ended there? With that kind of cliffhanger?!”

I parted my lips in shock after I said that. I thought there would be something about them when I chose to kiss as his option. I even spent ten diamonds on this. This is so annoying. I can't help but roll my eyes as I drink my strawberry milk tea. I just really love beverages more than cakes.

Anyway, I understand now why this story got negative publicity. It was a kind of story that only open-minded people should read. This should not be read by people who close their minds when it comes to topics like this one. It's about a mistress, but can I really call her a mistress? I mean, Sam and Cassandra separated, but they are not annulled. They are just married on paper, but their feelings are gone. Sam wanted Camilla, and I’m sure that in this story, Camilla also wanted Sam.

Well, according to the law, she's still a mistress because Sam and Cassandra are not yet separated, right? I don't know if I got the facts correctly, but I think I did.

However, if I was Camilla and if it was in the real world, I would smash Sam in the ass. How dare he play with two women at the same time? Manipulative j.erk.

Well, I am just making dumb choices for the main character because it's fun. If there's no thrill, there's no fun. Life is supposed to be fun. Aside from that, I also wanted to know why Camilla wanted to be Sam's mistress even though she knew that it would be complicated. I mean, there are so many guys in the world. Why would she settle for less?

Despite playing this game up to six chapters, I still don't know what mistresses think.

"What the hell are you reading, Alexandria— aw! That hurts!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!" I shouted in panic. I didn’t even know why I was so shocked seeing Drake here!

I was busy talking to myself and then Drake came and even spoke right in my ear, and was he expecting that I would not gonna hit him with my pillow? Nuts! I am near having a heart attack because I thought he was a ghost!

But wait, I didn't even notice him going inside our bedroom? Wow, that was new. I think my focusing skills are becoming better. It's just not helpful to my heart, since I was really shocked up to that point.

"Are you okay? Did I hit you that much?" I sincerely asked because he was not answering. I was mad at him, but not to the point that I would hit him. He just scared the s.hit out of me.

Also, I am not mad at him anymore. I cannot get mad at him for that long, especially now that I see that he needs someone to take care of him… and that someone is me. He looks exhausted, though. Like a walking zombie.

"No, I'm fine. I was just flustered," he explained as he unbuttoned his shirt.

"You look tired," I said. "Are you even getting eight hours of sleep? You look like you barely took a rest at all."

I stopped playing for a while to make coffee for him. I stood up and opened our coffee machine. I also mixed two different coffee pods for him since this is how he wants his coffee. It's kinda weird, but what can I do? He's the one drinking it, so it's fine with me.

Our apartment is not that small, but also not that big for us to have separate rooms for a bedroom. The living room, bedroom, and dining room are combined into one room. The only room that is separated here is the bathroom.

My mom definitely does not want me to live here since it was... dangerous for them, but as long as I have Drake beside me, I will be fine. It's just that he doesn't go home that much. He really prioritizes his work and I know that it's getting unhealthy for him.

"I'm fine, I just need to do overtime since I'm taking the managerial position next month," he said casually as he changed into his black t-shirt.

Even if he looks so tired, his toned body still looks so nice. He has a six-pack ab that rocks my whole sanity every time that he wants to. I wanna ravish him at the moment, but I know that he's tired and he needs to rest. I am happy now just to see him here, even though I am slightly annoyed. Like, who wouldn't? We just had a quarrel yesterday... or like, earlier, and his presence will not change that.

"Congratulations," I casually said as I gave him the coffee, "but if you're just doing that to make my parents accept you, please stop. They won't."

I don't know if I should be happy or not with his big news. If he's doing it for himself, it's fine with me. But if he's doing it to please someone else, there will be a problem, and on top of that, I will not allow it.

"You're a bit harsh, baby. Are you sure you're congratulating me?" he asked, laughing, as he sat on the bed to drink the coffee that I made for him. "Ah, I missed this. Instant coffee doesn't taste good."

"Of course, I am," I shot back before sitting on the couch. It was just in front of our bed. "I am so proud of you for what you have achieved, and I will be more proud of you as long as you're doing this for yourself."

"What do you mean?" he asked as he raised his left eyebrow while staring at me.

"You know what I mean," I answered as I looked at him with my determined eyes. "I know what you are thinking, Drake. If you wanna please my parents, you can't. You're not who they want for me."

I calmed myself as I continued to speak. I can sense that Drake will start to be mad at me, but I need to say this for him to go back to reality. My parents will not accept him even if he tries so hard.

"You know that they are supposed to arrange a fixed marriage for me before you come, right? They just wanted someone who was rich and influential from the start, Drake. They'll just accept someone if that's their order."

"Can you please shut the f.uck up—"

I cut him off. His anger issues are really something.

"Can you just hear me for once? I am not saying this to lower your self-esteem!" I shouted as I stood up, already losing my temper.

"I know what you really want to do in your life. Music is your passion, Drake. All along, you loved making music and you wanted the world to hear it, including me. Why are you sacrificing your real dream just for me?"

I didn't even notice that a tear fell out of my eye. Why do these f.ucking tears have the wrong timing on flowing?

I just wiped it using my left hand before continuing my speech. No, Dria. You will not cry in front of him, okay? You will not cry in front of everyone. You are a strong, independent, b.itch. Always remember that.

"You're not the type of guy who will spend some shitty overtime in a shitty company. That's not you, Drake. That's not you."

"I am doing this for your sake, for our sake. I am trying my best to get rich, to deserve you, to deserve their approval." He stood up and walked onto me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and hugged me tightly.

I can feel that he's hurting. I guess I was too harsh. Not good timing, Dria.

"You deserve me regardless of your social status, Drake. Always remember that," I reassured him as I hugged him back tighter. "I love you so much."

"How lucky am I to meet you," he murmured. "I am sorry for making you feel bad, but don't worry, I am fine. I am now happy with my work. Two more years with a stable job and I will be able to marry you."

I smiled at what he said. Ah, this guy, he pisses me to death, but I still love him that much.

"I know how hard it is for you to get far away from your parents just to stay with me," he continued, while hugging me and kissing my shoulders lightly.

"But I am still using their money." I laughed nastily as I also sucked his left shoulder. "They won't be able to hate me that much. I am their only child, after all."

"Don't you wanna work?" he asked.

"Don't you wanna resign?" I shot back.

We looked at each other’s eyes as we started laughing.

I stared at him as he laughed. His eye smile is really cute. Happiness contains my soul as I saw him laughing his heart out. It’s been a long time since I heard him laugh.

As long as he's here with me, we will be fine.