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CHAPTER 1
She smiled to the last costumer she will be serving. After putting down the customer's ordered wine, she did mixtures to make a taste of life. This is her specialty that any newbie would look for. Their bar became quite famous because of her skills. Her customer could not take his eyes off her perfectly shaped body.
"Good evening, mi lord." She greeted showing courtesy.
The man greeted back and watched her sexy back when she's going away. This woman has such a good butt cheeks that is so good to spank this night. Her breast is even a life- dream of every man which is so good to taste and touch. She had this curves that a man would hold behind her arching body while screaming for pleasure. This woman is perfect in bed.
"Looks like someone want a fuck." The bartender commented when she had a peek at the last customer they will be entertaining which is clearly giving an interest to her employee, Luna. She whistled to get Luna's attention, whose busy wiping glasses. Innocent, she looked at Stella.
"If you're stressed, give him quick fuck." Stella suggested twitching her lips in the right side referring to their last customer.
Luna gave a look at the man whom she caught stealing glances at her buttocks.
"I'm fine, Stella."
Stella just answered "Oh?" and made her way out of the counter to "entertain" the customer. Stella's perfect circle and blessed boobs was enough to get the man's attention. She was wearing a tight dress that shows her curvy and sexy buttocks. She then grabbed the man's necktie and pulled him to their mini bar's closet to one of the rooms.
Luna sighed as she watched them go. She didn't hear loud bangs this time. It's that man's moans and groan. It's pretty clear that Stella's giving a blow. Stella is really the heaven of their customers, specially the last customer. While she gave them plenty of time enjoying, she didn't waste her time for nothing and just fix the windows, chairs and tables.
"Ohh... ahh... Harder!"
She slapped her forehead while relieving herself with a coffee while waiting to them. They haven't finished yet.
"Turn around... yes! Ahh! You're so fucking good, baby."
She looked at the tiny drops of rain outside the bar. Lately, she had been feeling down since the day her mother told her that their business is going to collapse sooner. She was thinking about how to help them with the problem. Her little world has put to an end when she heard Stella.
"Goodbye!" She greeted to the man she 'entertained'.
She stood up to prepare the closing of the bar.
"You should have tried enjoying yourself, Lunie! That man is a good fuck." Stella chimed.
She smiled while washing the man's used glasses. "I'm taken."
Stella made a loud groan. "Come on, Lunie. It's not like you're cheating, you are just going to enjoy yourself. And besides, is that an excuse or a lie? You're always saying that you're taken but I never saw your boyfriend!"
"I told you he's abroad."
"I don't believe you! It's been years!"
"He will be coming soon."
"When is that soon? Make it later! I'll judge his face whether he's a good fuck."
"He's good."
"Oh? Really??" Stella marvelled.
She sighed. Well, it's all a lie. It is just an excuse to simply- protect herself. She was exposed to such environment that sex is normal but she just can't do it.
"How long his 'man'?"
"Why do you even ask that?" She joked.
"You know! I want to make sure you are satisfied with him! I mean - is he even a good kisser? Tell me, Lunie! What if you're living a good life with sex?"
They just talked about erotic things and stuffs that Stella loves. She just listened to her while helping each other to fix the bar before leaving. This is really Stella. Her life is lacking if there's no sex. They have been friends since college and although she had this attitude, she s jolly and easy to go with. You can rely to her too.
"Take care, Lunie."
"Bye, Stellie."
They finally said goodbye before going to opposite direction. She immediately went home. It's been a week since she didn't come back home because of working hard to help her family. She is still young and lacks on experience that is why she is having a hard time looking for job. It's good that her best friend, Stella, opened a bar just three months ago and now she can work which she could use for living. She could not ask for help to her parents because she knows that they are financially unstable as of now.
She directly went upstairs to change. She's tired and felt like she does not want to have a dinner. With her tiny world in her bed while using her phone, watching videos, she heard her mom's voice then her dad then her older sister in the living room.
"We can't do anything but to give him what he wants, amor!" It was her mom.
"Amor, you know that we can't just give him any of our daughters." Her dad
"Come on Savannah, don't just believe in such rumours and go to him." Her mom
"No, mom! There's now I'm going to spend my life with an old fart!"
"He's a bachelor, Savannah!"
"Why can't you just hand him Luna? She's adopted anyway!"
"No, mi hija. We can't give him her either." Her dad
She was there in her own room watching them argue with something she cannot figure out.
Give? Old fart?
Because of curiosity, she widened the space in her door to reveal herself from listening.
"What's wrong, mamà? Papà?"
And they froze seeing her home after a week. They did not expect that she would be home this time and it surprising. Her mom let out a laugh.
"Mi hija, why didn't you tell us you're coming home?" Her voice became sweet as she approached her, coaxing.
"We could have prepared a good dinner for you." She continued but Luna is eager to know what is happening.
"Can you tell me what's going on, mamà? I want to know, I want to help."
Her mother looked at her father as if they are asking each other if they should tell her.
"You should go to that old fart, Luna!"
"Savannah!" Her father warned Savannah for starting it.
She frowned.
"Is that 'old fart' can solve our problem, papà? I'll talk to him if so." She concluded dazzled.
"No, mi hija. You shouldn't go there. I'll just look for an another way to pay-
"Amor, didn't you hear that we only have 2 days?" Her mother cut her father.
Now they are silenced. And she felt uneasy just watching her parents struggling and she could not do anything.
"If going there will resolve everything, I will go." She demanded because they only have 2 days to settle their problem.
"That's it, now you got a worth." Savannah reacted and received a glare from her father.
"Are you sure, mi hija?" Her father is worried about her. He took her hand.
"You will work at our creditor... far away here in Madrid. You will work in his castle and we are unsure about your safety."
She had that feeling. Everything is unsure but she wanted to help, at least. Even it will cost a lot of hard work, she wanted to turn back the kindness her guardians made her feel as their adopted daughter.
"I will work hard, papà."
THE DECISION she made that night bothered her. She could not sleep thinking what could happen and who is this "creditor" or "old fart". Will she be treated fairly? Will she be safe? What works will she do? She wonders if her life will change upon working under the creditor of her family. She must work hard for her family!
She was supposed to close her eyes when she heard her mother's scream. Panicking, she burst out running towards the masters' bedroom witnessing a very traumatic scene. His father is lying on the floor - dead and her mother is anxiously shaking the body.
"Amor! Amor!"
Everyone panicked because of the sudden situation. Her father... her father is dead! H-How? How did this just happen?!
THAT WAS INDEED a traumatic night. She could not compose herself from what she saw for the whole time she's at home. She thought it was just a nightmare but it is really the truth. Her father died due to cardiac arrest. She doesn't know what do- she doesn't even have any slightest idea about where she's going to work.
The house of Andrèz became miserably creepy since that night. Her mother mourned in her room as well as her sister. She did all the house works because they even lost their servants because of money loss. Acting like she's not mourning, she fed her mother and sister with her savings. She cooked, brought groceries, and clean. She's lucky that Stella was there to help her and comfort her.