"You know I told you that it's a fake relationship, not prostitution, right?"
"He still wants to see you."
'But why at NIGHT and not at day?' Olympia thought to herself.
"Who is it, anyway?"
"Well..." Haniel hesitated over the phone.
"Hmm?"
"Zev Villin,"
Olympia hung up.
"My f*cking god," she whispered under her breath.
"Tell him that I am no longer looking for a fake partner." her thumbs shook as she texted him. How could he hire someone like that to be fake partners with her?
"Why?" he texted back.
"Do you know who he even is? Tell him that you canceled it. You didn't tell him my name, right?"
Zev Villan was the son of a major entertainment company that was in rival with Olympia's father's company. They had competed for years, and Olympia's offering for $1 million for a partner would create a ridiculous misunderstanding that she paid prostitutes for her pleasure. If this news got around the media, her father's company would be rotting in no time. Zev was the son of their rivals; why wouldn't he tell the press about it?
Suddenly, her phone dinged for a text notification.
'From...Zev Villin?!"
It read,
"If you cancel or refuse it, I might as well tell the media, dear."
Olympia almost dropped her phone, trembling.
"I know that you need a partner for the CEO position." he texted.
"I don't need the $1 million, but I want you."
Olympia froze, re-reading the text messages.
'Is he trying to blackmail me? All I ever wanted is inheriting my father's position!"
Her arms shook as she wrote,
"Tell me how much you want."
"I don't want any money, and I've got plenty on my own. I just want you."
She trembled, remembering her molesters,
"But don't worry, I'm not a molester." he texted as if he read her mind. "Try to respect the differences."
"I will get what I want within six hours. I always have. See you soon." and with that, he went offline.
"What?" she said out loud.
That damn son of a b*tch! Who did he think he was, trying to blackmail her and molest her? Yet there was nothing she could do, for he always had the power to expose her to the media. After 17 years of having a father who was a CEO of a major entertainment company, she had been aware of the media's power to expose her in less than a few seconds.
Olympia wasn't a stranger to Zev- they had seen each other during business dinners between their families. However, those meetings occurred during childhood, and she couldn't remember his face very well.
Suddenly, Accalia, her servant appeared at the door, surprising Olympia,
"Miss, your father wants you downstairs now."
She rambunctiously hid her phone behind her back and nodded. She made an effort to recollect her composure and followed Accalia downstairs. Did Haniel tell her father about this? Or was it Zev? Her father was sitting in his office with an aura of a magnate, strolling around the office with a glass of champagne in his hand. Although he was in his 60's, his composure and dignity were never out of place, his shoulders broad and oppressive.
"Father, I--"
"Do sit down, Olympia." she couldn't see her father's demeanor, for he was facing the windows.
She sat down on the chair, facing the empty desk.
"...Our company is getting sold to Z&U Entertainment Company."
Olympia froze and tapped on her phone. She immediately saw the news title,
"Z&U Entertainment Company in M&A with Olympus Entertainments."
Her father turned around, with a look of trepidation and awkwardness in his mien,
"The chairman of Z&U has a son, Olympia. He's your age."
'Was this what that Zev bastard meant by 'I'll get you in six hours?'' she thoughts to herself.
"The chairman suggested... if you guys could become fond of each other...with professionalism, of course. As two future leaders of top 2 entertainment companies."
Her father dreaded for her reaction, tapping on his champagne.
She knew that Zev's desire for her was buried underneath the grossly false pretext that it was a professional relationship. But she had no other choice; it was for her father's company and herself.
"It's a professional relationship, dear. Nothing to worry about."
Olympia's chocolate eyes filled with trepidation and determination at the same time.
Olympus Entertainments, her father's company, had been financially uncomfortable for the past few months, and there was nothing she could do except for this that would benefit her father's company.
"It's a proposal, right?"
"...Yes, but he offered a fake relationship that would benefit both our companies."
If she refused, Zev would spread her offering of a fake relationship to the media, and it would make her seem like a molester herself. What other choice did she have?
"I know that you're not very interested in partnership, but it's a fake one. Please bear with it."
She nodded. Suddenly, her father reached for his phone as a notification came up. He read the text message aloud to her, his eyes trembling.
"Wedding's in two days..."
Her father dropped his phone and looked at her with remorse.
"Am I...gonna get married?"
"I'm sorry, Olympia."
He had previously said that it was a fake relationship, and now she was getting married to this bastard who threatened to blackmail her! How dare they both force her like she was their slave!
"But isn't the legal age to marry 18?" she retorted.
"With parent's consent, it's 16. You're 17."
"Oh god..."
"I'm sorry, Olympia."
She had been a fool, trusting that her father would put her before his business. It felt like a checkmate, her being surrounded by her controversies and having no choice but to surrender.
"I don't want to do this, either. But the chairman of Z&U threatened to blackmail us with our illegal trading back in 2019."
Was blackmailing in their blood or something?
"...It's okay. I'll do it for you." she whispered as another notification dinged.
"...They want to see you right away." her father's expression crumbled.
"I'll do it, Father." she glared at Zev's number. "I will."
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Zev Villin was the son of Z&U Entertainment Company's CEO and had gotten everything from birth. Talent, looks, height, intelligence, charisma... He refused to surrender the position or object he wanted to anyone, and that wasn't going to change with Olympia.
"Did you do it, Father?"
"Yes. She's on her way."
"Good."
For the past few days, he had been monitoring her movements and had hired 13 pro hackers to discern Olympus Entertainments's illegal trading from over ten years ago. He could sense her Omega Pheromone even from far away. It had tempted him, and he wanted nothing but her now. Walking over to the window to wait for her arrival, his poise dignified and charismatic. Zev had inherited his father's position and was in his training as a CEO. Although he had an older brother, Zev had superseded him since he had a more potent Alpha Pheromone.
Suddenly, his phone dinged,
"Did you do this?" it was a text message from Olympia.
"Did what?" he replied.
"Forced me to marry you."
"I told you, I get what I want."
Meanwhile, Olympia, who was on her driver's car, trembled and shook with anger. They arrived at the gates of Zev's mansion as Olympia quivered. Zev had threatened her to marry him in less than six hours.
The iron gates slowly opened as her driver entered it. The mansion was at least twice as massive as hers, with Zev on one of the balconies.
Their eyes met, and Olympia could not draw her chestnut eyes away from him. Although they were far away from each other, his smile dazzled her, for he looked twice as charming than an actor.
"I'll come back at 6." her driver said as she gently got off the car.
Olympia, with agitation, rang the doorbell, standing at the sumptuous doorway.
'It's for Father's company and myself.' she thought to herself, waiting for the door to open, 'I need to do this."
Her body quakes, a remembrance of her previous molesters sketching through her. Her father might have not been the most overprotective man after all. Being a businessman from birth, he would do anything for his business; it was in her blood too.
Olympia was well aware that this was a forced marriage that would benefit her, but Zev's tone of voice had frightened her that this was a form of prostitution.
"H-hello?" she knocked on the door. She had heard the footsteps approaching it, but whoever it was inside had refused to let her in. She leaned in on the door to perceive any motion or sound, but it was just silence on the other side. All of a sudden, an Alpha Pheromone, so strong that it made Olympia dizzy, wafted to her. Her vision blurred with the scent, her heartbeat increasing by every second.
"Hah..." she panted. How strong was this Pheromone? Olympia had a high Pheromone tolerance for it ran in her family, and the fact that she was now stimulated from a Pheromone that seemed to be so far away surprised her.
Finally, the door swished open as she fell inside, dizzy from the powerful Pheromone. Somebody grabbed her by her wrist, preventing her from collapsing onto the marble floor. The Pheromone was unbearably strong now, almost making Olympia lose her consciousness. The person that had grabbed her wrist slammed her back at the wall and immediately brought her to be conscious.
Olympia slowly opened her eyes, panting. Her vision was blurry, but she could quickly outline Zev's seducing face in front of her eyes. His tempting emerald eyes glowed with thirst, his beguiling lips about to touch hers. She was hypnotized by his charming features and couldn't glean the energy to snatch her wrists away and refuse him.
"Olympia Sagres, was it?" he was covering her with his tall height. "I told you I would get you in six hours."
However, Olympia couldn't hear his resonant voice, for his Pheromone stimulated her. All her senses were mixed up or ruined, and her only desire was to kiss his tempting lips.
'This isn't going to be a professional relationship at all,' she thought to herself, discerning Zev's figure. His tall, muscular figure stood over her, his domineering emerald eyes increasing her stimulation.
"You seemed troubled," he grinned, holding her pale, small chin up with her thumb.
With his touch, she could tolerate no more and lifted her toes. She pulled Zev down with his tie to meet her lips. Zev, with a startled expression, gave in to her.
"I thought you didn't like me," Zev's vision was also blurring from Olympia's Pheromone.
'What are you doing, stop it!' Olympia told herself. But she knew that her sexual desire caused by Pheromones would be insatiable unless her sexual desire was consummated.
Zev looked at her hungry chestnut eyes and reached his hand down. He placed one hand behind her back and one hand to lift her legs. Olympia stood motionless as Zev hoisted her up and walked up the stairs.
'Tell him to stop, Pia!' she thought to herself, but her romantic instincts took over. She clung onto him, leaning her mouth on his adamant neck.
Olympia now couldn't even think as Zev walked up the opulent stairs up to his room. They entered his room, which was twice larger than hers, and gently placed her on his bed which had a more powerful scent of his Alpha Pheromone. Zev bent down over her, tracing the lines of her long, snowy neck.
Looking at her surroundings and situation, it looked like a scene from a mature romance movie, a 17-year-old boy and girl, forced into a marriage, isolated in his room, both practically drugged with Pheromone. He squeezed her chin tighter with his thumb, looking at her chestnut eyes filled with both vexation and desire. He then whispered,
"How interesting..."
"Hmm?" she moaned.
He stood up, looking at her with delighted interest,
"Sorry hon," he finally said, "You won't be coming home 'til late tonight."