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Mondays are a chance to start new fabulous week. For me, I can't wait to get out of this week. And every week until next five years. 5 year with him would be like living in Antarctica. I bet living in Antarctica is much better. That stupid human gives me cold vibes all the time.

Yeah! I'm accepting the deal. Signing myself to him for next five years. Gosh I wish these five years can get over in a blink of an eye. God, my head started hurting thinking that.

Unfortunately for me, when I went outside, he was sitting on the table sipping on coffee. Coffee addict. It looked like he figured my presence in the room, "What's your final dicision, Miss Smith?" He asked. His back was facing me. His eyes were glued to his laptop.

"I agree." I breathed out. Don't wanna do it, but have to anyway. Life didn't give me many choices, did it? I don't know if it's a wise decision, if it's gonna end up tearing me apart. Whatever is gonna happen, I leave it to fate now. What I know is, I'll have to face the outcome. Good or bad, god knows.

"Very well then, Miss Smith, my lawyer will visit us with the contract in the office today." I nodded my head. Today. Too fast.

"As of now, I need my breakfast. You have no more then 15 minutes to prepare." Huh!

"Dare being inefficient again, you'll be dismissed before you know." My mouth hung opened. What does he expect me to prepare in just 15 minutes? And he has to put insults for me in every sentence that comes out of his icy mouth. Inefficient? he himself is. Who am I kidding, he's not. This crazy man is gonna be the death of me.

I went to the kitchen, it was so much cleaned, I feel welcomed inside it. So this is my other office for the next five years. Let me tell you I love this office though. From now on till next five years this is my kitchen. I'll pamper it so much. Oh kitchen! I am already in love with you. Can't wait to have good moments of my life inside you, that if Damien let me.

Why am I wasting time. Rapidly I grabbed the new apron from drawer. I decided to make Avocado toast with egg. I peeled the avocado, mashed it, salted it, put it on a toast then I fried egg and put it on top of the avocado toast, seasoning them with some spice. Hurriedly then I made batter for pancakes and prepared them, garnished them with honey and butter on top. I then poured an orange juice in a glass and my tray was ready to serve.

I took the tray out in the dining room.

I hope I prepared it before time. But considering his rude self, he will probably find an excuse to insult me for something else if not timing. Cause yeah this man loves to make my life hell. These days won't pass.

"Here your breakfast, Mr Knight." I put the delicious tray infront of him and smiled to myself. I know I did this task on time. He'll love it.

Instead of grabbing the tray towards himself like I thought he would, he stood up, grabbed his mobile and placed it inside his pant pocket.

"We are getting late, Miss Smith, let's go." Says what?

"Huh!" I said dumbly, what does he mean.

"I was just inspecting whether I'm making the right decision by hiring you for next five years." Inspecting. He sounds like I'm some object. Was this man testing me? He takes himself as God, does he not? Testing people. Gosh, how much I wish to crush this ego with a truck. I flinched at my own thoughts. Taking my words back, I don't want to crush his ego, but add a little bit of humanity in him.

"Don't want to regret it, now do we?" Is he for real? He was checking me by putting pressure on me?

"And what about the food?"

Without any respond, he marched towards the main door, leaving me alone. I of course had to follow.

I followed him all the way to the car. Quiet annoyed with his 'inspecting' experiment. How many experiments are gonna be there?

Just when I was about to get in. "What do you think you're doing, Miss Smith?" He asked, opened the door for himself. Why is he always puzzling me up. I stared back at him, dumbly, lost.

"Yes?"

"Where do you think you're going?" He said indicating towards the car.

"I don't want your presence anywhere near my car, much less touching it." He curted. His precious car. Maybe he has car fetish but that's just a material. He was behaving like if I touch it, it will be smudged. What's up with the car model anyway, it wasn't a luxurious car, didn't seem like something he owns.

And is he preferring non living things over living.

Inhumane.

If I am not even allowed to touch his car then how do I go to office?

As if reading my mind he answered, "In 20 minutes I want you in my office, getting late is not an option, but if you do, don't bother showing."

"20 minutes? Are you serious? I have to walk all the way to the taxi stop now. I don't even know where is it and thn...-"

"Time is ticking, Miss Smith."

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I wiped the sweat off my forehead and took deep breaths. Much to my support his office was only 10 mins drive away and I found a taxi just outside the building. But the taxi driver couldn't drive further he dropped me off at the company's gate and I had to run all the way in.

As I sat on my seat, I heard intercom, "Miss Smith, 2 cups of coffee." No please nothing. Just a demand. Now he wanna drink 2 cups together? Or someone might be coming. Is it the fiance.

I prepared 2 cups and went to the office. There sitting, was his best friend, Ethan. Haven't seen him around since the club night.

"Hi!" He extended his hand for a handshake. I shook his hand back and nodded.

"Have a seat, Miss Smith. Ethan, I need you to elaborate the contract to her in easy words consedering how dumb she is, won't understand a word." If not for the lawyer passing me the small smiles, I would have cried. The headache from the morning became worst now.

"We didn't really properly met before, so I'm Ethan Ramond." He introduced himself to me.

"Winnie Smith."

"So Miss Smith, as you already know I'm Damien's friend and as well as, a lawyer." Oh? didn't see that coming. This player is a lawyer? I wanted to laugh out loud but kept quiet. I was feeling sick. I just nodded my head at him. Can we get over it fast?

"Now seeing you this close, I must say you're beautiful, Winnie... Can I call you that?" I blushed. Noticing Damien from corner of my eye, he was glaring at me. What's up with him. He can't just stand someone complementing me. Jealous Jerk. Wants to collect all compliments for himself.

"Can we get on point." He snapped, rudely. Now glaring Ethan as he smashed his fist on the table.

"Not crossing the line though." Ethan raised his hands at Damien. Huh!

"So, Winnie, yeah?"

"Sure!" I gave him a smile and he smirked at Damien.

"So Winnie, according to the contract that Damien asked me to make, you'll have to work for him for next five years." Ok! Can I change my decision now. I can't listen to him using bad words at me everyday till 5 years.

"Do you agree?" I nodded. "It will be hard, but not that bad." He playfully said.

"So Winnie? Your father owe Damien 15 millions."

"What?" My voice raised, couldn't believe. My eyes were blurry as I took the information in, gave me more headache.

15 million. For what, Dad?

"I don't believe this." I muttered to myself.

I stayed quiet.

Muted.

Even my both kidneys wouldn't be that expensive.

What am I gonna do now?

I am helpless.

And hopeless from life.

The more I think, the more it hurts my head.

But I want a proof that Dad owe him that much amount. For all I know it could be a trap to make my life miserable. He wants to see me begging, trembling under his feets. He loves my misery.

Why do you hate me so much, Damien?

"I want a proof." I said in a low voice. Dad never told me anything about it. So hard to believe.

"No one is giving you no proof, Miss Smith." Said Damien, he looked pissed off but I care less. I want a proof and that's final.

"Then I won't pay any debt." I let out, loudly.

"Unbelievable, woman." He said under his breath.

"Trust me your father owe Damien that much." Ethan said. Who does he think he is. Why should I believe his words even. He's his bestfriend. Of course he's gonna side him. Might be the plan of these two.

"I won't pay a cent unless I get the proofs."

"Fine by me, Miss Smith. Show yourself out. We shall meet in the court where I will be bidding you goodbye before they proceed you to jail." What?

Those words hit my chest so bad, making me so emotional. Why did you have to leave me, dad. I can't face this monster alone. Satan. I couldn't help as a lonely tears slipped down my eyes to my cheek.

I feel so ridiculously pathetic.

"Ok." I croaked. Though I wanted to fight back, I have nothing left. My life is shattered. I'm completely at his mercy. If he kicks me out today then I'll be homeless. He has my life right in his hands, he can do whatever with it, play however he want.

"Failing to do your tasks, getting fired or such things will give Damien the rights to sue you and double the debt." I nodded, not really taking in any information, my head was exploding now.

"You can read more here before signing it." I was handed a file with contract paper.

My head was paining, I wanted to read the whole contract before signing but my surrounding was already blur. It was moving in a force, everything I see was two. My hands were shaking as I signed the contract, gave it back to Ethan.

"I'll get going." Said Ethan as he stood up to leave. I was still seated there. Clueless. I don't even know what just happened. The scene is unclear.

"You can now leave too, Miss Smith." I stood up but as I reached the door knob, everything went black.