The next day I fully dedicated myself to creating a fascinating story for my boss and wife to let them allow me to stay there one more month silently.
The three days that I asked for the game finished quickly like lightning. The next day, I was supposed to do the meeting, but I stayed in the castle with the hope of staying one more month to check my luck again in the coming month's draw.
To find relief from the nervousness that affected me, I spent time in the solitude of the garden, sat down alone in the calm canopy of the trees, walked along the walkways like a murmuring poet, spent time in the darkened corner of the castle like a madman and laid on the royal bed that having the smell of the bloody lust.
In the evening, I woke up from bed and went to the Cabin of Lies to call my boss with a strong will to stay there. The horror of real life waiting for me didn't bother me. I was in the fascinating illusion of the lust offered by the queen.
I entered the cabin and called my boss with enough confidence to present the story that I had created for them.
"Sir, I have bad news." I started in a shivering voice.
"Oh, You the holy dick still alive? I thought you have ascended to paradise, like Jesus."
"Sir, I am in a bad situation now, a tragedy happened."
"Of course, the pleasure, given by Satan will be a tragedy later. Anyhow, would you tell me, what is the tragedy that came behind you, my dear?"
"Sir, I have been kidnapped by somebody."
"Holy moly…! You have been kidnapped by somebody? Who are those fools who kidnaped a useless dick like you? Who did it? Columbian drug lords or the Russian underworld or the Italian mafia, who, who did it?"
"Sir, I am not joking. I have been kidnapped, believe me. Now I am in an unknown place that looks like an old castle. They want 25 million US dollars. But don't worry. I am negotiating with this gang to get out of their custody without paying anything, I can do that. But maybe it will take a little time, a few weeks or a month. Though I am detained in a dark castle, I have enough confidence to get out of this hell soon. Please pray for me and I want you to deposit some money in my account."
"You want me to deposit some money, how much?"
When I heard that question, I became cheered up. I thought he believed me. I made a sigh of relief.
"How much money do you want me to deposit." This time his voice raised a little, like a roaring buffalo.
"Yeah, maybe, Ah, Fifty thousand Euros?"
"Is that enough for your fucking business?" His sound rose more. "You are in the custody of kidnappers? And they want fucking 25 million? Let me ask you a question, do you think that you the nasty dick have this much value to be kidnapped for millions? Sorry, I was not aware of it, that your great nuts have this much value..!" He stopped joking and shouted in a horrible voice. "I know you the dirty dick were roaming behind a Parisian ass by throwing my business on the street, right? Don't try to play in front of me as a saint. I am also a great fucker with a wild dick that explored many swamp valleys. I could see your street romance online. Now, these photos are viral on social media with thousands of likes and comments. Congratulations on your great performance. What a fucking melodrama is this..! Selling books on the street, cleaning the stall, running behind a chick by carrying her bag..! Wow… marvelous job, well done, wonderful performance…! Keep it up."
"Very best..! My doomsday has come. The secret has been revealed to finish me..!" I said to myself. I confirmed that the thing I was afraid of had happened.
"What pictures sir?" I tried to get up pretending to calm. I realized that the tragedy had swallowed me already.
"Shut up and get lost. I am shaming and regretting trusting a pathetic rascal like you. Go to a stripper club to be a performer and show your fancy dick.
"Sir, I'm afraid that you are mistaken?"
"Yes, I got a mistake for choosing you the filthy dick to handle my business. Pretending to be honest? Continue a partnership business with that bitch. You can be a good pimp." He roared wildly. "I have sent these photos of golden moments to your wife to let her know that now you are the custodian of a Parisian ass, right? You the bloody fucker destroyed my business to run behind a nasty chick. You are fired."
"Sir please try to understand me, those things are only fun."
"Get lost, get lost to the hell." He disconnected the phone.
Like a thunderbolt, I heard those words along with the laughing of Satan.
I started to melt like a burning candle. A whispering came from my sobbing mind. "Yes, the game is over, I am the fool who has become a refugee who doesn't have anything. Now I can live in the emptiness of the illusion.
I took a deep breath and tried to cry like a little child. But that was not the end of the scene. The real climax of the story had to come.
I called my wife. She had received the photos of my great deal which was shared by my boss. But I tried to present the kidnapping story with little hope.
"Yeah, I know who kidnapped you." Angrily she said. "But who is that bitch?"
"Honey, what, what are you talking about?"
"The fucking lady was seen in the photo..?" She barked.
"What photo honey?"
"Shut up you nasty rascal. Don't try to be smart to fool me. You get lost and stay with that bitch. I can't trust you anymore."
I realized that the game is over and everything has been perished without keeping anything to survive. Now, what can I do..? Only one thing, just be a guard in the den of Satan and serve him.
As I feared earlier, things have happened exactly..! My romantic moment with the queen on the street has reached the Internet. I thanked the person who made me a hero by artfully capturing these moments of lust from the street on his camera and publishing them online. Now I am the hero being celebrated globally. What a fantastic achievement..!
I found those scenes being celebrated online, in my mind. The moments of the great romance are opening on the screen. I am the humble devotee serving the goddess of love, performing the sale on the street like a joker, cleaning her stall happily, bringing coffee for her like a darling, carrying her trolley, and running behind like a servant, she the goddess of the love, continue the game by shouting and insulting. Wow…, what marvelous scenes…! Lovely, enchanted…, thrilling. Though I lost the game, let people be happy.
"I have seen your great performance of romance online." The harsh voice of my wife penetrated my ear. "You the fraud cheated me. I believe, now you are under the custody of this bitch. Anyhow, enjoy your romance. We are getting divorced."
"But honey, it was only fun."
"Shut up and get lost…"
I called God at those horrible moments, and God replied with a laugh. I called Satan, Satan also did the same thing, laughed enjoying the fun.
I tried to speak something to my wife but could not speak a word, simply listened to her angry voice. Without talking much, she soon disconnected the phone.
Being a loser, I sat down for a while. My mind started to laugh and said.
"Now the game that you have been playing has reached its climax. You won the game becoming a free man having nothing, no job, and no wife. Free from all the troubles, very well, enjoy the freedom, and explore the thrills of life."