Chapter 8 Running Out
The idea bothered me. If Maverick will bid me next week then I have no other choice but to submit to him. One night. It'll be just one night. He's not a bad lover I think. But if it's Mr. Samontino then...
"Chino, what is the probability that Mr. Samontino will bid for me next week?"
"Fem, we both knew the answer. Do you really have to ask that? Of course, 100 percent! That dirty old man is so crazy for you. I believe it's close to obsession already. I saw his car stalking you when we went to the mall together."
I leaned on the backseat of the car to think things through.
"Chino, do you have the names of the attendees last week? I need them."
He threw me a guarded look. "Why?"
"I just want to know the cards on the deck. I have to play them to my own advantage this time."
He nodded apprehensively. "Femella, be careful. I don't know what you're trying to do but I'm not feeling good about it. Yes, I have the list. Now what will you do with it?"
I turned to Chino who looked every bit worried about me.
"I can't wait anymore until next week. If the man I've been waiting for the longest time will not come then it's time to take the matters in my hands. I'm going to sell myself now."
"FEMELLA, c-can we go back to the club now? Are you sure about this? What if the boss finds out that you're trying to circumvent her? We're dead meat if she knows! It's against your contract!" Chino pulled me away from being able to push the doorbell button.
"She won't if you would just keep your mouth shut. Unless..." I deliberately did not finish my sentence while looking at his worried face.
"Hey! I will never betray you and you know that! I will never put you at a disadvantage!" he almost shouted.
"It's good to know, Chino, so if I were you, just stay mum and follow me. We need to hurry before the club management notices our disappearance. I only asked for an hour."
He did not protest when I yanked him back to the gate and rang the bell. I pushed the button thrice and waited until the gigantic entrance opened. A series of steps and then the clanking of the metal followed. The gate finally opened to reveal a young-looking girl, almost in my age, in her uniforms.
"What do you need ma'am and sir?" Her curious eyes fluttered from Chino to mine which stayed on me especially to my clothes.
I gave her my sweetest smile and answered.
"Good morning. I'm Femella Alcantara and this is my friend Chino Mason. Mind if I ask if Jason is inside? We are his friends. He is expecting us."
A look of doubt crossed her face but upon taking another glance at my smiling face, she widened the opening of the gate for us.
"Come in, ma'am, sir. I will just call Sir Jason upstairs. I remembered he instructed us that he will be having his guests for today."
"Thank you."
I winked at Chino who is still sporting the same troubled face to assure him that we're all set. Soon, the girl is leading us onto the large pavement of the property and into the lawn where the swimming pool is situated. There are a couple of sets of chairs and tables sprinklered in the corners.
"Ma'am, sir, please take a seat first. I will inform Sir Jason right away."
"Sure. We'll be waiting here. Thank you."
I sat on the chair, crossed my legs, and scanned the place. Chino is still not settling anywhere and is pacing from back and forth.
"Oh, come on Chino. Chill out! You're making the situation more stressful that it already is. Sit down my friend and watch how I wrap this. Relax for god's sake. I have this under my control."
"Who the hell would sit still with what you're doing, woman? Hello? Didn't you know that Jason and our boss are friends? What if he'll tell her about our visit? Then we'll be kicked out in a matter of seconds? What will happen to my kids, Femella? No, I can't lose this job! And what about you? What will the boss do to you? Your privilege in the club might get revoked. Let's go now Femella before Jason sees us. Come on!"
I chuckled. "He will never do that. If he is the type of person I assumed him to be then most probably he will accept my proposal. If he is not, well... I'll just think that luck is not on our side for today."
His face now looked more concerned that I have ever seen him to be.
I grinned. "I'm just joking. Of course, I know he will say yes the moment I laid down my plan. Jason is someone you can easily toy with. Typical man with an overbloated ego. He'll do anything to feed it. Now back off Chino. He's coming."
I stood up and plastered my famous smile on the face and shot the man from across the pathway who is frowning a seductive smile.
"Jason Santos. I'm Femella Alcantara. Nice to meet you." I held out my hand to him which he reached and shook lightly.
"What brings the great Femella into my humble abode?"
I breathed in relief when I heard his flirty tone while he led me back to the seat. Chino is still standing from my behind without acknowledging Jason's presence.
I curled the ends of my hair using my fingers and hurled a seductive smile to the guy at the other end of the table. "Well, I have a proposal to make."
A mischievous smile appeared in the corner of his lips. His eyes moved down to my fitted shirt and stayed there for a few seconds to stare at my cleavage.
"Let's hear it."
"I want you to bid for me, next week." I said without inhibitions.
Jason laughed mockingly. "Oh yeah? Why?" He indulged me.
I stood my ground and firmly answered. "Because you want me."
The guy laughed heartily. "So all I have heard about you from the men you have rejected are true. Femella Alcantara is fierce, bold and straight-talker. Now I get to experience the real thing at hand. About your proposal, merely saying I want you doesn't sit well with me. You have to do more than that Femella. Convince me, maybe give me a demonstration?" His eyes grazed again to my chest.
I leaned forward and intentionally squeezed my boobs in the process to give him a better look. Well, he didn't disappoint me because I easily read what his lustful eyes are telling. He gawked on them. He is a man after all.
"I guess they forgot to tell you that I'm also good in convincing people. First, I'm a good fuck. Ask why men pile on me? It's a simple logic. I'm desirable. I'm beautiful. Second, you want me. I learned that you also bid for me last week but you weren't able to at least talk to me because of Mr. Fuentebella which leads me to the third one. Getting me is a boost on your ego. Come to think of it, all these powerful and wealthy men are begging me to have sex with them but I chose you. Isn't that a very good raise in your superego?"
"Why me of all men who fancied over you, Femella?" Curiousity is written on his face.
"None of your business. Fourth, I'm a virgin. I have documents to prove that. Fifth, you have a fetish for virgins. Don't deny. I did my little research. And lastly Mr. Santos, you clearly want me so I see no credible reason to reject me. Look, I came here just to offer myself to you so why think twice when you should be celebrating for finally winning the prize?"
The guy just snorted. "And what if I still reject you?"
"Which I doubt you will. But if you still refuse me, then I can always go to your brother and offer him the same proposal." My heart beamed when his face grimaced.
It took a long moment before I got his answer. He gawked on me first as if he's undressing me and when I surmised that he has decided, he slowly nodded. "I don't know why you resorted to this but call. How much do you need?"
A smile formed in the corner of my lips. "Now you're talking."