Novel Square
What If I Arrange Your Promotion
The car soon parked before a beach and then Brigitta watched as Ragnar Marshall stepped down. She also stepped down and looked around the beautiful place. She had thought that Ragnar Marshall was taking her home but to her greatest surprise, he brought her over here.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.
Seeing Ragnar Marshall standing at the edge of the beach, she had to look at Ivan who had also stepped down from the car as if asking what she should do. “You may need to walk up to him.” Ivan said.
Brigitta nodded and walked over to where Ragnar Marshall stood.
“You did well by helping me find Miguel Marcola.” He turned his face to her and said.
She nodded, “He’s my godfather and he was there for me when no one was. I love him.” She said. She just felt like he needed to know her feelings towards Miguel Marcola while hoping that he may tamper justice with mercy with whatever he planned on doing to him.
He looked away from her and then spoke, “your mother, Larisa once worked as a maid with the Wigglesworth’s family.”
Brigitta had heard her mom say something like that once so she nodded, while looking at his side profile.
“When my father died, my family accused my mother of being the one behind the death of my father. An autopsy done on my father’s dead body revealed that he was poisoned.” He said calmly while she only listened.
“It wasn’t my mother who poisoned my dad. It was my mother’s maid, Larisa. I have evidences to this,” he said without any aggressiveness.
“I have no knowledge of this.”
“Of course.” He said, “If you knew that your mother was the killer of my father and the source of the destruction of my childhood, you will never agree to marry into the Wigglesworth’s family.”
Her heart then began to thump against her chest, she was extremely scared so she quickly asked, “what will you do to me?”
“Nothing.” He answered and then faced her fully. “It wasn’t you who killed my father, it was your mother.”
Her heavy heart suddenly calmed at his words but he added, “however, I’ll spend the rest of my life hating you. Whenever I look at you, I’ll always remember what your mother do. And that will always fuel my hatred towards you.”
“I can see that your ex husband seems to be a thorn in the flesh,” he immediately switched from the solemn but hurtful conversation.
She blinked repeatedly before answering, “yes… yes… Yes, that’s right.” She added, “he’s using his influence to bully me.”
“I can’t help you.”
“I know. I know surely,” she lowered her head sadly, “I’m trying my best to resist him and sir, thank you so much for today. You saved me from him.”
“Who is the father of your children?” He asked while turning away from her to face the beach.
The question caught her off guard that her mouth shivered repeatedly. “Erm…” She swallowed hard and took a few seconds to process her answer, “I don’t know whom their father is.”
“How is that?”
“Well, after my husband broke up with me, I just hang out with a stranger and that was how I got pregnant.” She answered.
“I see…” He said and then spoke after few seconds, “How much must I pay to abduct your children?”
“You want to abduct your own children?” She didn’t say this out loud, she dare not. She had said it in her mind.
“My children are worth more than any amount of money. They are my life. I can’t trade them. I’m sorry, sir.” She answered, “and sir, may I ask when you are likely to let me go?”
“Being in my house, is it torturing to you?” He asked.
“No, sir. I just don’t feel comfortable there. I feel like I’m held against my will. You don’t like me and… I don’t like you too. I want to live alone independently. I don’t mean to be rude, sir. That’s just how I feel.” She said.
“Then you may leave whenever you want to.” He spoke freely.
“Sir, do you mean that even if I want to leave by morning, I can?”
“That’s right.” He then turned in an attempt to walk away.
“Sir… One more thing,” she quickly walked up to him, “you won’t fire me from your company just because of that, right?”
“If you get fired from the company, it’s definitely because you went against the rule of the company. I am not involved.” He then went back to the car.
Brigitta soon got inside the car and they were both driven home.
The following day, at Cassie’s office, she had just finished speaking with Alex Roberto on phone and Alex had threatened her to make happen their agreement. Cassie felt more pressured. She had already made lots and lots of research about the CEO, Mr. Ubba. But she was still scared to enter the CEO’s office. Yet, she must do something to get his attention.
Nonetheless, she had paid off many workers to keep eye on every movement of Mr. Ubba. Today, one of those she paid told her that Mr. Ubba would be having a meeting at an hotel and that he’s most likely to sleep over. It was also said that if he sleeps over, he’s most likely to request for a woman to keep his company.
Cassie felt like she could take advantage of that. The day went by quickly and she hung around the hotel where Mr. Ubba, also known as Ragnar Marshall was having meeting. The meeting ended around 12:30PM at night so his assistant, Ottar arranged a room and a woman for him.
While the woman arranged for Ragnar Marshall was heading to his room, Cassie quickly approached the woman and offered her a mouth watering amount. The lady immediately agreed for Cassie to take her place.
Cassie then walked inside the room, surprisingly, the room was dark, she felt a arm grab her arms and at once, she was tossed to the bed. She didn’t even know if this person was Mr. Ubba. The next thing she realized was her pant being removed aggressively and a hard dick penetrating hard inside her pussy. She screamed repeatedly cause of how painful the man was, when the man was satisfied, he grabbed her, opened the door and threw her out, mumbling the word, ‘slut!’
She looked messed outside of the room and her thigh was extremely sore, she had never been treated this way in her entire life. She suddenly saw a man coming from afar so she sat before the door and curled herself up, crying.
When the man appeared, he asked, “what are you doing here?”
“I mistakenly entered this room thinking it was the room I was given but a weird and aggressive man took advantage of me,” she cried even more.
Ottar furrowed his brow, she looked at the face of the woman crying and realized that this woman wasn’t the woman he arranged for his boss. This mistake happened five years ago too.
In order not to cause a scandal for his boss, he begged the woman, “that man in there is my boss, he probably thought you were the lady I arranged for him, please don’t be offended. What can we do to make up for it? If it is money, just state any amount and we will immediately arrange it but in return, we must both agree this will be kept a secret.”
She stood up and said, “do you think I’m a slut?”
It was when she stood up that Ottar recognized her, “aren’t you the new assistant director?”
Cassie had already known that he was Ragnar’s personal assistant so she arched her brow, pretending to be shocked, “Mr. Ottar?”
“Oh my days!” Ottar exclaimed. “It’s even better this way. The person in there is the CEO. I arranged a lady for him but I don’t know where in the world that lady went to. We must keep this a secret for the sake of the reputation of my boss.”
“He treated me like a slut.” Cassie cried.
“He mistook you for the woman arranged for him. It’s not his fault. My boss can be very aggressive with women, he sometimes feels like killing women he has sex with, and that’s cause of his traumatic experiences of having babies.”
“What do you mean?”
“I can’t tell you such a high profile secret but please use a pill after sex. I use to tell every woman I arrange for him to do that. Infact, I use to have a formal agreement with them but since this is a sudden twist of event, you must use a pill after sex.” Ottar said.
“I’m not a slut. You can’t imagine how he forced himself on me, every part of the sex was extremely painful, he was too aggressive, it’s like a mad man having sex with me. Yet you want me to take a pill after sex? No please.” She said pitifully.
“What if I arrange your promotion?”
“I can’t trade my body for anything. Don’t worry, Mr. Ottar, I won’t be so foolish to cause a scandal on my boss. I would accept this torture and keep it a secret. Excuse me.” Then she walked away, sobbing.
Ottar felt pitiful for her but there was nothing he could do. He can only hope that the sex wouldn’t turn into a pregnancy, that’s the only way this secret can be concealed forever.