Viola's Point of View
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Despite the assurance I gave myself, I felt nervous going into the same room with Octavia, though I know he can't hurt me, moreover he hate the poor and see me like a pig.
On getting to his room, I twirled my mouth as I admired his room, the expensive leather chair, the painting hanging on the wall, chandeliers light, his room is more beautiful than the sitting room, he wasted more money on his room.
"Rich people and their wastage," I said under my breath.
"Why did you go against the rules?" He said - I couldn't answer him, I was engaged admiring the room like the poor girl that I was, the room looked gigantic and beautiful. Eventually, got a chance to lay on the bed in his room, I will cherish the memory for the rest of my life, It looked broad and soft in my eyes.
"I thought I'm conversing with a human here," he said harshly, the harshness in his voice can make any human terrified, and the harshness makes me reply quickly.
"I went somewhere and is very important" I answered him, looking at him stylishly.
"And you think you did the right thing by not informing me," He asked calmly this time around.
"I'm sorry, it won't happen again," I said humbly, I want to save my brother's life, and one of the ways is to remain humble to this jerk until he paid me.
"You know the rules of the contract, if you default again, you will bear the consequences- I pardon now, but there might not be another pardon," he said in a businessman authoritative tone- it made me smile inwardly, his threat is no longer working on me, but he harshness got me scared though.
He walked into a space, which I guess. Is the bathroom, it leave me enough time to admire the room, I moved closer to the bed and jumped on it, it was so softy, dying on the bed was worth it. It was too good to be good.
I lay on the bed and enjoy the moment why it lasted, using one of my eyes to peep the bathroom door, if I notice any sign, I will slip down from the bed instantly.
Smiling- I closed my eyes for a brief moment and imagined myself having this type of bed in the future with beautiful children and a demigod husband, I imagined myself playing on the bed with my children and my demi-god husband.
I must be crazy, a virgin preferably a girl who lacked fashion taste dreaming of having a demi-god as a husband, I don't know when a sarcastically laughed left my mouth.
The opening of the bathroom brought me back to my senses, unfortunately, it was too late, Octavia caught me on his expensive bed.
"Hmmm" I hummed, twirling my eyebrows because I didn't find the right word to say, looking dumbstruck.
Expecting him to speak or yelled at me, eventually, he did something more painful and worse, he picked up his phone and dialed a number.
'Where did you keep my other bed sheet, also where are three remaining of the room's fragrances "he shouted on the phone.
The next thing I heard after he hung the call, was the opening of his wardrobe, and he brought out a bed sheet, he removed the first totally and replace it with the new one.
Words got stuck in my throat, I guess my mouth and throat were shocked just I'm, I looked at him, with my watery eyelids, tears forcefully want to come out but I have to lie it low- it will make him full of himself thinking I'm crying because I of him.
He parked the bed sheet and asked me to wash it tomorrow.
"Wash it tomorrow, and I want it clean," he said, sparing me no glance, he slumped on the bed and carried a newspaper and read.
I started thinking about how to take my revenge on him, should I choke him or strangulate him, "You will become a killer and go to jail" my subconscious said.
I don't want to become a killer, my mother and her husband will make a mockery and my brother.
"Do something that will pain him tomorrow, and pretend like you are less concerned now " my subconscious advised, my lips beamed with a smile.
"Okay Octavia, where would I sleep?" I asked him, though I stammered before I was able to finish the statement.
Instead of him to reply with his mouth, he stretched the newspaper in her hand towards a couch in his room.
I almost busted into laughter, as he stretched the newspaper to the couch.
"I won't want you to touch my things, I hate it and it irritated me a lot, face your things why do I do the same for the three days you will be spending here"
"There is no problem, but laying on your couch, is not good then, I think I should go and sleep in Ronnie's room to afford you getting irritated," I said in a mockery tone
He looked at me with a frown face, he understand my mockery, he pecked my cheeks yet he said I irritated him, who does that, he must be high.
I turned in the direction of the exit door, I was about to place my hand on the door handle when a hand landed on my hand and halted me.
"What did you think, you are doing? did you want my parents to find out the truth?"
I"m not bothered a bit with his talks, I'm only bothered on how to pay him back tenfold, how he belittles me.
"Sleep on the couch, when you are going I will give you as a gift," he said.
"I don't need your couch, Mr jerk" I yelled at him and I didn't regret calling him a jerk, he provoked me more than I can take.
"Sleep on that couch if you want to receive your payment and your brother's hospital bills"
He said, and I felt like punching him, though I withheld it since I need his money, I walked back to the couch and lay on it to force myself to sleep, I can't imagine I am sleeping with this rude jerk in the same room.
After a few minutes, I sprang up and peeked at the rude jerk, he dropped the newspaper on his hand on the bed and closed his eyes, I flinched my fingers on his eyes and he didn't react, which make me know that he has slept off.
Slumping on the bed, I laid beside him, remove the blanket on his body, and covered myself with it, muttering different abuse on him, I want to scatter the bed that is more precious to him than a human.
"You are nothing but a spoilt rude jerk, I will make sure you pay for insulting me" I muttered to his ear, the guy seem to be more modern I thought.
Heavy sleep falls on my face, as I have used the strength in me to insult him as I lay beside him.
"You should have stood up and come and remove me from your bed now, rude jerk"
I said and stood up
I'm feeling asleep already, I don't want the jerk to meet me beside him when he wakes up.
Sluggishly I walked to the couch and slumped on it- using the blanket I removed from his body to cover me, and I slept off.
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Octavia Point of View.
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It was difficult pretending to be asleep when I'm not. I heard everything she said.
I took in my frustration and anger as I heard her calling me Jerk, though I almost lost it as I want to open my eyes as she called me different names my parents didn't name me.
Anger burned through me as she removed the blanket on my body, and laid beside me, I almost suffocated as she whispered into my ears.
The girl is naughty and fearless, I must confess but I will make sure I train her to be fearful of the rich.
I slipped down from the bed and moved closer to her, to figure out if she has slept off or not, I pinched her forehead to see her waking up instead she hold my hand I want to pinch her the second time.
"Thank you" she stuttered and smile slightly with her eyes closed.
I watched her carefully to examine if she is pretending or not, but she is fast asleep indeed. Which allowed me to come out of the room, I tip-toped out of the room, unlocking and locking the door gently as I exited the room.
Heading to the bar lounge, I met my dad sipping wine.
"You are awake," he said as he noticed me.
"Yes dad" I replied slightly, and walked closer, I sat beside him and gulped my favorite brandy which is my dad's favorite brandy likewise, I poured it into a cup and gulped once.
The brandy sent this sensation to my body which I love.
"Did you love the girl?" My dad asked me when I'm not expecting the questions from him.
I looked into my dad's eyes, I don't know what to say but I have to tell him yes- I love Tiana and Viola is representing her right now.
"Yes dad, I love her and will do anything to make her happy," I told dad, even though the looked on my face says otherwise.
"Okay," my dad said-nodding his head.
"I will be happy if you can let go of your past and embrace the new beginning son, I miss my cheerful son and I want to see my cheerful son again," My dad said, and he caressed my back and exited the bar, leaving me by myself.
My mind traveled back to when my dad and I used to do a brandy drinking competition, it was a good memory but I'm not sure if it can happen again.
I took another brandy and gulped directly from the bottle until I halted not to drink again, I don't want to make my mum sad, she might
think I'm fighting with Viola if she learned I got drunk in the morning.
To be continued
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