His Immense Desires

CHAPTER 44 : HER WITHERED PLANS

HER WITHERED PLANS

***FIONA'S POV***

"That wasn't my plan seriously, but what had you expected me to do, you know left for me, I would have just sat where I am.

You ought to know how MAMA would have reacted. I really don't want to have any words with her, seriously.

You know the worst part, all sessions would be in his house, the thought of going there again fills me with rage, there is nothing I can do about it.

That is his pay, I am tired really, I am very tired.

I could still remember when I was little, I always told my mum and dad how I would love to be a pilot.

I always dreamt of it, until...

"Until what?", Sandra chirped in.

"Until my dad was killed, I really can not remember what or how it happened.

My mama told me that, after some days, they took my mum away, I was so young and naive I could not remember how it all happened.

The only thing I remember was when MAMA came to take me away, I had been working with her until I was sixteen years.....

My life changed when I clicked sixteen, that was when I was introduced to this kind of life, I was taught on how to pleasure men.

I was forced to do so many things which I would never want someone as young as me then to ever experience.

Eighteen years, was when I made my first sale, that was when Prince Rashid came for me.

I never wanted to do so, until i was told by MAMA that I won't eat from her again.

Until then I never knew she was serious, until after three days without food not water, that was when it dawned on me that she was really serious about me not eating until I earned it.

I can still remember it vividly, I had walked up to her and told her that I was ready to go the miles.

As a little child and a teenager, I never knew what it was to be hungry, not just being hungry but also thirsty.

It was my first time, I would be forever grateful to Prince Rashid, he was so gentle on me.

I never knew what it was to be gentle, but when I saw how my fellow colleagues had been manhandled by other young guys or even old men. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

All my plans for life got withered like flowers that just sprung out.

So....

Right now Sandy, I am just so tired I need to rest, yesterday night was a long one, it was not like.... You know, but I am tired", Fiona said.

"Soooo, you are thoroughly spent and used huhhh?", Sandra asked.

"Yeah babe", Fiona replied.

"You could also tell me what you have been thinking of him, none of the bad things you have been saying about him really looks real with you facial appearance.

Seriously Fiona, you just love this guy, but you past us making you close your heart on love.

You just feel so inferior, due to what we do.

Babe you never wanted to be in this condition, so please loosen up, girl you have to be free, seriously.

I would advice you to relish all these Opportunities very well, you like him and he is kind of addicted to your body, that is so cool.

You both want each other in your different ways. Don't try to act all cold whenever he calls you, act like the whore you are, be free with him.

Give him all the sex styles he wants and even the one he doesn't know of, he is going to be mad over you when you are done with him.

I think he may also like you, somehow, you have to know that everyone have their own dark past, soooo..", Sandra drawled.

"So... What, you don't even know a bit of what happened, do you?.

No you don't.

I came over to his house yesterday night, all he could say is, :get in the room:, I had thought that maybe it's his room, you know..... What every girl wants, even though I know I do not worth it.

Guess what, he took me to his guest room.... So what am I trying to say in earnest.

He sees me as a whore, a slutty whore or whatever, I am okay with that, but I feel very pained.

Right now, my heart just starts cringing whenever I remember him, do you call it love or stupidity?", Fiona asked.

"I call it love, babe", Sandra replied.

"No!, I will rather call it stupidity, loving a guy who would never get to notice you.

That is just mere infatuation, because he would only see me as a hole to drill whenever he wants to ease himself off the stress.

I just..... I feel like I am dying.

I just miss my family, no one is here for me, there is nothing I can do.

I just feel so helpless Sandra!!!, I feel so helpless.

I kinda lo-lo-, infact I detest him.

I detest every part of him, I know I will be okay without him.

But it's going to be difficult for me, you know I have always admired him even before the prince left for Jamaica, I had always admired him, you know...", Fiona said, as she sat on her bed.

Sandra saw the enkindled fire of love in Fiona's eyes, she hissed as she could not even fathom how Khalids' reaction would be, when he finds out someone like Fiona is head over heels for him.

It would be so outrageous for Fiona, he would be so mad at her.

Sandra wished he could have the same feelings for Fiona.

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Sandra's case was a different one altogether, at least Fiona's case is better than hers.

Sandra's parents basically sold her out, when they could not even manage to eat once a day, they had sold her out to the brothel house under MAMA.

That was the first time Sandra ever knew that there was actually a brothel in Noir Lounge and Club.

While Fiona's parents were killed, at least she felt more pitiful for Fiona than herself.

"Fiona you don't have to bother, right now you are working for him and no one else.

So.... Practically, he has every right over you, you are even lucky he did not tell you to come over to his house to stay with him forever, you know how awkward it would have been if he had told you to do that.

You just have to act so right, do not make him angry, maybe if he sees how obedient you act towards him, he would let you go.

You know how men are, once you start acting so obedient towards them, they will loose interest in you, they prefer ladies that always act so defiant to them.

How does it sound?", Sandra asked.

"It doesn't sound pretty nice, that is not what I want, don't you understand, I don't want him to be over me, I don't want him to.

I don't want him to be ever full of me, don't you understand", fiona cried aloud.

"Then you have to act like a whore, that is just the best idea I will give to you", Sandra said.

Fiona looked at her and smiled, reminiscing over what Sandra said.

"A whore I am, a whore I will act", Fiona said.