Filed to story: Dumped by Scumbag Adored by Billionaire
She almost died that night from the pains nor did Fernandez cared enough to call an ambulance for her because he left right away without even looking back. It was one of her friends who she called over with a huge effort that helped her escape the claws of death that night.
Her friend had advised her to report the crime to the police but Maggie didn’t dare to. Fernandez was a huge corporation owner compared to her who was just a nobody. She was just an ant that he wouldn’t hesitate to crush if she dared cross him. Fernandez had beaten her that night without hesitation, which meant he was not afraid of the so-called Law.
Maggie had gone ahead to live her life for two years, tormented by that night while anticipating the day fate would finally smile at her and let her get her long-awaited vengeance.
But then, the day has finally arrived
Although Maggie was hesitant about those people’s offer when they first approached her – what if they go back on their promise? – after paying in the money for her mother’s surgery – who was on the verge of death for lack of funds for her treatments – and the rest into her account – that was just the down payment – Maggie knew this set of people were honorable – unlike Fernandez who didn’t even pay off the rest of the money he owed her.
She knew what they wanted her to do,?end Fernandez. However, that was what she wanted as well and hoped to be caught by the law so she could expose Fernandez’s heinous acts to the world.
Over the years, Maggie did more research and discovered she wasn’t the only girl who Fernandez had treated in such a manner in his crazy search for a male child – she must applaud the universe for not giving him what he wanted. But then, none of the women had dared to open their mouths because the man had power.
In fact, one of the girls, Maryann, who was brave enough to make a report disappeared overnight. Although the girl’s disappearance was voiced, evidence suggesting that she had run off with one of her boyfriends surfaced the next day from God knows where and the case was closed.
That was when it dawned on everyone that there was nothing that they could do against this monster called Fernandez. Even if Fernandez did go to prison, his relatives had various high-ranking positions in the police force and would probably find a way to smuggle him out of the country to avoid a death sentence.
This was why Maggie took it upon herself to take up the role of a martyr – she would become the sacrificial lamb so others could gain their freedom and justice. They’ve suffered long enough in silence, it was time for their voice to be heard.
So she accepted the offer with heated determination, Fernandez would die tonight. Those people had promised to take care of her mother while she was in prison and even went ahead to promise they would help her there – they would shorten her sentence.
But Maggie didn’t need more, they’ve enough already by believing her when no one did. Now it was her turn to fulfill her end of the deal. As if the universe heard her prayer, Fernandez strolled into the club looking as pompous as ever.
“He’s here,” She almost jumped out of her seat when the bar attendant announced his arrival. Crap, she had forgotten he was among those people. What was his name again? Andrew or something? He was here to ensure the mission went successfully.
“I know,” Maggie downed the rest of the content in her glass and took a deep breath.
“It’s time,” she stood from the stool and was about to leave when the man grabbed her hand causing her brows to raise at that action.
“Good luck,” He simply said to her and let go.
Maggie smiled back at him, if only she had met such a cute guy before Fernandez, things would have been much better.
“Thank you,” She said and finally took her leave. This night would be a huge one. Maggie just hoped to God that Fernandez doesn’t recognize her.
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The third point of view:
Fernandez’s face was as dark as shit as he entered the club. Everything had not gone the way he planned: not only had Miguel failed to end that miserable gangster called Emerald, but he had also endangered Cecil’s life as well. He was fucking pissed off at the thought of what he would have lost – Cecil and his son, Pedro.
Miguel had gone contrary to their arrangement; the deal had been to end Emerald, not Cecil nor Pedro. But then, Fernandez heard about the accident, Miguel didn’t care for the safety of both parties – Cecil and Pedro. In fact, Fernadez was sure Miguel planned to kill them behind his back – if he had been successful. What a backstabber.
This was why he came to this club tonight to blow off some steam. It seems that bad luck seems to follow him in a streak lately.
As if it wasn’t that he almost sacrificed Cecil and Pedro, his cheat of a wife he kept at home announced that she was having a baby for him. Who was she kidding? That child she had in her womb couldn’t be his, who knew what bastard impregnated her this time?
Moreover, even if the child was his, he bet it was going to be a girl. The girl child? A gender that had no use except for fucking. And that was what he was going to get tonight. It wasn’t hard to find those sluts who would do anything for the money. This was his usual club and it gave him what he wanted.
A club designed specifically for the rich and seekers of hedonistic pleasure, it had a pleasing and perfect atmosphere with a big dance floor that featured hookers in sexy attires and flashing what their momma gave them in the most lascivious way possible – all for the money. The money he had. With a playful and sexy lightning ambiance, the club had cozy lounges with VIP tables, couches, and a circular bar for drinks all night.
“What are we having tonight?” asked one of his friends he had brought along tonight.
As they said, birds of a feather flock together. Both men with Fernandez were no different in attitude and dealings, hence the reason they had clicked in the first place.
“Just get any bitch that catches your fancy,” Fernandez grumbled, irritably. He wasn’t in the mood for discussion now, he just needed enough pleasure to forget his problems – he would be magnanimous to any bitch that does him the favor tonight.
Their reserved seat was by the balcony which gave them the perfect view of what was going on down the main hall. As they were regulars, their favorite stewardess didn’t hesitate to attend to them – and of course, prepare the girls as well.
In no time, both of his friends had women entertaining them but Fernandez surprisingly couldn’t find his taste. Don’t get him wrong, the women were good but he loved the sluts with a?bit of innocence in them – reminds him of Cecil.
Cecil had been young and innocent when he first had her. The memory was quite vivid in his head; he never forgot. As expected of virgins, she had been shy and very much brought her to ecstasy without much effort – it was no wonder she fell for him.
He was the first person to teach her the pleasures one could get with the body, so how dare she use that skill on Emerald – he didn’t need to guess if they were sleeping together, it was quite obvious. He was the one she was supposed to adore, she was supposed to be with him, Cecil and Pedro were his! Fernandez’s face burned with fury and his hands dug into the armrest of his couch.
“Dude, what’s wrong with you? You look like you want to wolf out or something,” one of his friends joked.
“Mind your business!” He glared at him.
“Chill,” The man held up his hand in an innocent gesture, “It’s just a comment,”
“Keep that comment to yourself!”
“Sir!”
“Get away!” he snapped at the stewardess who had returned once more.
“Sir, it’s about your -“
Fernandez glared at her but understood what she was about to say immediately. Although it wasn’t all the time, sometimes the club had some special arrangements for him. Since he was a VVIP customer, his special needs were always met.
“Where is she?” he grumbled, glancing at her sternly.
With a polite smile, the woman turned around and gestured to a girl who stepped out from the corner into view.
At first, Fernandez wasn’t quite interested, knowing she would be no different than the rest of the women he’s encountered tonight. However, when his gaze caught her baby face and the nervousness in her eyes, his lips kinked to the side – this was the one he wanted.
He bet this was the first time she was attempting such a bold move and it made his blood throb with anticipation. Most of the innocent girls brought to him always sleep with him for money – they were desperately in need of cash – and this one was probably the same.
“Here, say hi to Fernandez,” the stewardess introduced the girl to him.