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I was left alone. I sat on the side of the bed, confused. Back then, I wanted to run away from my aunt and Chontel's roof, but now, I just want to serve them inside that house so that Marcov won't see me ever again. Everyone is probably waiting to find someone to love, and hoping to find someone who is ready to save them from the sadness that life brings. I was one of those who asked God for that thing, but I was afraid, and I doubted because Marcov Greyford was the person who showed me the motive. Do I believe it? Is he the answer to my prayers? I spent several days in the hospital. I could have gone out on the first day but Marcov didn't allow me to go out until he was sure that I'm really okay. He just tested everything on me, sugar level, my blood, if I have pneumonia, if I have malaria, and what else. And only then did he agree to discharge me when he found out that all the tests were negative. He said that I shouldn't be worrying about the bill because he would be carrying i
Rescued By The Forty-Five Years Old Zillionaire. Chapter 11
I got dressed. I stared at the mirror. He bought me a black strapped dress. He was thoughtful because he bought a blazer too, it would be used to cover my skin.I saw him bowing. I was a little embarrassed to see what he was doing. He was cleaning the stain on the seat. "Hmm."He stood up. He was sweating. "There you are. I just wiped it, so you can be comfortable later.""Marcov, I should have cleaned that up.""Veronne, don't be shy with me anymore. I want you to get rid of the discomfort you feel when you're with me."Even if he said that, I still couldn't get rid of my shame because of what happened. I sighed. I got into the car and immediately fell silent. "Veronne, I called an agent to find a unit for you. He said he will send designs so you can choose," he told me. Is this man really serious about what he's doing? "Marcov, you've spent so much on me. It's like you bought me," I said with a hint of humor in my tone. He had a beautiful set of teeth, I saw that when he smiled
Rescued By The Forty-Five Years Old Zillionaire. Chapter 12
The agent said a lot about the unit we entered. I can hear him but the words he said won't enter my mind as I only pay attention to the beautiful interior of the unit. Obviously, I was regaled as we walked around the unit. It has a large living room that is cleanly painted in white, some parts of the wall have paintings that were actually bought from abroad by famous painters, and there is a living room set that looks like it is often seen in popular series on television. The aroma inside was like a newly opened bottle of tequila with a chocolate flavor.We entered the room. The bed is big but it still can't occupy the wide space, it has its own comfort room inside, a small table on the side, a wardrobe with a stylish design, and even has its own TV. It has a nice kitchen and is very clean. The agent even tried to turn on the tap while explaining something. We went to the living room and the three of us sat down. He and Marcov were talking while I couldn't stop praising this unit wi
Rescued By The Forty-Five Years Old Zillionaire. Chapter 13
The position I was in when I fell asleep was also the position when I woke up when the alarm clock rang next to me. In my deep sleep, I was unable to change positions. It's not like when I was still at my aunt's house where I would change positions from time to time until morning. I got tired. I have been looking for this feeling for several years, and now I felt it again, to wake up without pain in my body and head because my bed is soft. I entered my class after I cleaned up and ate. I took my phone out of my bag when I saw it light up. My eyes widened at what I saw, almost three hundred miscalls, and more than one hundred texts I received from Marcov. "Shit! Maybe he's mad at me now. I have to call him," I said to myself and immediately dialed his number. He didn't answer my call. I was annoyed so I just put my phone back in my bag. Maybe he was taking revenge on me, that's why he didn't answer my call. That man is like a child thinking to take revenge on me.When I was inside
Rescued By The Forty-Five Years Old Zillionaire. Chapter 14
Kalvis' good looks when I first saw him had completely disappeared and were covered by his evil character. I thought he was nice, but he wasn't. He's handsome but at the core of being evil.After I saw Kalvis and was pissed because of him, my cousin appeared in front of me. My bag was hanging on his lower arm. Yes, I know it's my bag. With the money I saved before, I bought a second hand designer bag, and now my cousin is using it.l like she earned the money used to buy it."Wow! Nice bag," I said, full of sarcasm. He raised his other eyebrow staring at me. "Of course, do you know it's expensive?"I stand. "Of course, I know, Chontel. Actually it's second hand but it's still expensive. I know the price because it's mine," I said. I took my bag on the table and was about to leave but she grabbed my arm and pulled me so I returned to where I came from earlier. "Why are you so bold now, Veronne? Who are you leaning on?"I pulled back my arm that she held tightly. I'm done letting her
Rescued By The Forty-Five Years Old Zillionaire. Chapter 15
We are at the climax of the movie we were watching. A suspense-horror movie was played and I was giving my attention to it. I screamed because of the woman's stupidity. She already knew it was dangerous to enter the woods and that's what she did. "That woman is stupid! Where did her brain go?! God, she's making my blood boil because of her character! What is that?!"I was losing my mind while Marcov was seriously staring at the monitor. My forehead furrowed. He has no feelings towards the movie we were watching."Aren't you afraid of the movie we're watching? It's creepy!"He held me in his arms and ruffled my hair. "You really thought I was scared because of the show? How many times have I had low sales, and how many times have I almost gone out of business, I'm not scared, Veronne. I'm almost forty-six now and how am I gonna be so scared of those things.""But I'm sure, you're afraid of something," I told him. Marcov let out a long, deep sigh. He was silent for a moment. I moved h
Rescued By The Forty-Five Years Old Zillionaire. Chapter 16
-Marcov-Our single bottle of lady's drink became four until we drank six bottles each. I'm not used to drinking it because my head hurts more when I only drink light, but I think about Veronne, maybe she won't be able to tolerate the alcohol content of a hard drink. Based on what I see of her, her world is literally spinning. She didn't know what to do but to cry. They say it right, alcohol is what brings out a person's true feelings. This woman is vulnerable. The heart she has is fragile and she hardly has time to calm it down. Yes, she says that she can face everything, and that she will be brave when tomorrow comes, but I see something different from what she says. She needs rescue from others, and I won't begrudge her that. I am ready to be her support, an arm to lean on."I did everything for them. I served them! I gave them the love they cannot return to me! Even though they didn't think of me as their blood, I always loved them. It's boring to love people they don't like to
Rescued By The Forty-Five Years Old Zillionaire. Chapter 17
I headed to a wine cabinet in the storage room filled with wines from around the world. I'm used to buying alcohol wherever I go in the country. I opened the cabinet, took out a wine made by my friend Elvin himself. It is branded with Elvin's name. I went to a small table. I fixed the goblet. I inhaled the smell of wine whose flavor was grapes. Elvin's own wine is my favorite of all wines. It is not from a foreign country but right here in our locality. I heard the sound of my pouring wine into the goblet. The smell of grapes spread more all around. I closed my eyes and enjoyed its smell. It smells like drugs, the aroma is addictive. I lifted the goblet. I looked at the grape colored contents of the goblet I was holding, I gently turned it before bringing the goblet to my lips. I gently tasted the grape which was slightly bittersweet. I smiled after tasting it. It's very delicious and its taste makes you feel about how good memories are."This will always be the best among us," I
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