Chapter 2

Bar 

After I went to the office of Mrs. Salazar... here I was, my feet immediately brought me to the near bar. It's already eight in the evening, and I don't want to go home yet. I don't want to show my friend that I'm hurting right now. My heart was crying.

Damn! I hope I'm gone forever so I would rather experience this pain that he made me feel now.

I wipe my tears as I drink my wine as if I were just drinking purified water. Suddenly, bitterness drew in my throat. For many years, I just now tasted it again. And I like it new to my taste.

I drink because I want to drown in alcohol even though it is forbidden for me to drink, especially strong alcohol. But I did it because I want to erase all the pain I'm feeling right now.

I know this is not the right place for me to forget the pain. But this is only once. I just really want to forget everything I've been through in my whole life.

I drink my second order. Straight as before, the female bartender even winced at what I was doing.

Well, this is me before. A call girl, a whore, a slut who needs money to survive in life. I used to work at the bar. Logan and I met at the Bachelor's VIP bar. In a very famous rich bar before.

He's always my customer every night on my duty. It's my duty at that bar. Logan is friendly until he became my regular customer. I'm not the type to make friends with my customers. But Logan is different, he's a good person, a perfect gentleman. Also, he's different from the other billionaires I've encountered. He easily captured my heart. Even though I tried my best not to fall for him every time he will appear.

Logan knows everything about me and my messy whole life.

I was only 19 years old back then, and he was five years older than me. I only went to the VIP'S Bar every Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday because I was also a student in the morning.

I need that job back then to survive, even though I don't want that job because it was rude and made me feel inferior. But I have no other choice. That's the only easy way to make a living.

I know there's another job, but that's the instant that the income is big. My dignity is no longer fashionable in my time. Practical, because that's the trend. And that's what I did. But I'm standing proudly with my pride because my personality was still intact when I entrusted everything to Logan.

I was completely orphaned then, and since I was young I've been a wanderer. I have also tried different mistreatment of other people. I was adopted by a childless couple. They educate me to serve them in return. I grew up and endured everything at the hands of my adoptive parents until I was second-year high school, I couldn't take it anymore and I ran away from them forever. I did that because the father I recognized was at the point of harassment. He almost took my innocence.

My only dream back then was to finish my studies, that's what all young people like me want to get out of the hardships of life we experience.

When I ran away, I met a woman who was only five years older than me. She helps me with everything, she warmly opens her door for me. She is very kind to me and helpful, even if she doesn't know me, even were not a family. She dressed me, took care of me, housed me, and educated me. She also considered me like her real younger sister. But it's so unfair when I find someone who sympathizes with my complicated life, it's a loss. I was in second-year college when she was gone. She was killed by the rich old man who was her customer at the club. That customer of hers became obsessed with her.

It hurts for me because she's the only one who became my family and she's gone soon. At that time, I need to work on my own to live. I have no choice, but to enter the job that I didn't want to enter before.

Because I have an angelic beautiful face, sexy perfect curves, stunning personality, etc, I immediately entered the bar that was very big and very famous back then.

I ordered my fifth wine. This time my whole body became hot. But still, I continue drinking and smoking. All this is forbidden to me. Maybe if Brianna finds out about this, she will definitely be angry and I will receive a terrible sermon from it.

I got up dizzy to go to the bathroom. I manage to walk straight because I'm used to it. I immediately washed to relieve my dizziness. I retouch my makeup to emphasize my beautiful face. And when I'm done I go out and went back to my place.

"Hi." Someone sits beside me.

I just looked at the man, then drank my wine again.

Not bad, the guy is handsome, but not my type.

"Do you mind if I join you here, Ms. Beautiful?" it spoke again.

I shake my head no. "No thanks. I'm with someone. With my boyfriend," I answered for him to leave me.

"Ow, really? But you're all alone. I've been noticing and watching you for a while now." he said while grinning at me.

I raised my eyebrows. ."So. You stalking me?"

He smirks sexily. "Since you came in here earlier. Yes."

I was about to speak when someone's arm held me around my waist. My mouth dropped open when I saw Logan's dark aura. But I immediately returned my silly smile and faced the man.

"See... I told you. I'm with my boyfriend. Shoo!" I pushed the man away. But he just simply winks. I could feel Logan's grip on my waist.

"Oh. I thought you were all alone, lady, and you need someone's company."

"Go, she doesn't need you here," Logan said authoritatively.

The man just shook his head and left. But he sexily smirks at me before he goes. I also smiled sweetly and I responded to his wink.

I halved the other seven glasses of wine.

"You don't need money? That guy looks like he's rich," he immediately insulted me when the guy gets away.

I just glanced at him and grinned. It's up to him what he thinks.

My mind gets dizzy and my legs get weaker. I don't know if it was because of the alcohol or because Logan was there next to me.

He sits beside me. I still didn't budge and just continued to drink and smoke cigarettes. I know he's still looking at me, but hell, I don't care.

"You still haven't changed, yeah?" I faced him and blew a cloud of cigarette smoke in his face. "You're addicted to your vice and this is your job?"

I smirked. "That's your opinion and I don't care. This is me, this is where you met me. So you don't care about anything I do in my life. And you shouldn't be surprised because this is the only way why I'm surviving," I said, but he laughs sarcastically.

"Yeah, I know, you want easy money. And let me correct you, lady. Everything about you is not even my concern now."

Hell! That's foul! That's so foul!

"So, why are you here then?" I asked him calmly.

He frowns. "Why you're asking me? Is it forbidden to enter this pastime?"

"Not at all." I shook my head. "Maybe it's because you're following me, that's why you are here now. And you're just too shy to tell me the truth."

"Don't assume lady. I will never do that... to follow where you are. NEVER. Maybe you already know where I'm going," he said bluntly.

"I also didn't follow you. NEVER!" I just took back what he said, for that, I can get revenge.

His eyebrows met. "Indeed because what you are doing is abandoned when you are making money from someone. Am I right?" He's not asking, but it sounds insulting.

I sigh. "Again to that issue huh? But anyway, that's what you think of me. So, it's up to you-"

"You work here as a part-time prostitute. Yeah?" My grip on my cup tightened. Shit! He really believes I'm still working here to survive. "I need an expert slut to entertain me tonight before my wedding... Maybe you can work it for me. I'll just wear a condom to avoid any dirt from you," he insulted me. I was not even asked if I would agree or not.

I forced a smile in front of him but the truth is that my tears want to fall when he says that. He just doesn't know, for every hurtful word he says, for every accusation, it is equivalent to a dagger in my heart.

I still want to act as if I'm not really affected anymore. I'm numb from the wine I drank. That's why my heart must be numb to this accusation. But what I want to do the most, is to slap him over and over again, until the pain in my heart goes away now.

"Just tell me how much your tag is! I can pay you, even if it's a large amount." He then grabs my cigarette and sips it. He also grabbed a glass of my order and gulped straight.

"There are so many options out there. Why would you pay me to make you happy? There are many other women than me, Logan. Just choose one of them, not me because I'm already a dirty woman." Then I hardly breathe and I calm my nerves and heart.

"Oh, c'mon Klara. I pay a lot and I also tip a lot. I'm not just Vice-President anymore. I'm in charge of our company. So I can pay you with all your personality, even your life... I can pay." He smirks, then he drinks my wine again.

I swallowed. That was a hot move. My dear Logan. He really knows how to get my attention with just a click of his finger. This is how we used to be before, it's like, my old customer is back and I'm at his table all night.

"Why so desperate to have me in your bed, Logan? Do you miss me?"

His eyes darkened. "I don't. I just need someone to pleasure me tonight, and you are the one I saw when I entered here. That's all."

Hmm, Why not. Okay, be his slut. I am really missing this man. Will I miss it? This is the only way to get near him. Even he was tied to others.

I smiled seductively. I want to do it again, bring out my other side to him. At least just for now. Even at the last moment.

I stand up. I brought my mouth to his ear and licked it. "Even without payment... I can make you happy, I can do everything... to please you, to serve you, and to pleasure your needs before your wedding day. Just tell me if it's now if it's right here?" I playfully tease him with my seductive evil side. My whole body gets hotter as I say and move closer to his body.

I can feel the weight of his breath.

"What? Have you changed your mind now?" I asked as he just stared at me darkly. I grin. "I'm still delicious like before, Logan. I still know your favorite move when it comes to me. I can do everything. Everything you want-"

I didn't even finish what I was going to say when he suddenly grabbed my neck. He kisses me hard and wildly like a dangerous animal. There is shock and it hurts. But I ignore it. I just returned his kiss in the way he wanted. He pulled my body in front of his glory and I also turned to his neck. We are enjoying what we are doing. I even moaned when my thigh felt the life of his pet.

"Prove it to me then, Klara. Prove it to me!" he said then continued to kiss my lips hard as he can.