Chapter 20: Chapter 20

ANGELIQUE SLOAN's POV

As soon as the body above the bed was illuminated with Greyson's phone, I screamed as I lost balance then fell to the ground where I bathed in the woman's blood. My mind couldn't comprehend the current situation at all. It doesn't make sense how the police officer, Joy Alcaraz, was inside the room that's designated for my mother. And most of all, she's no longer breathing. There's no more way for either Greyson and I to save her or at least those medical folks downstairs.

"W-w-what's going on here, Greyson? Why is that lady there instead of my mother?" I asked in a hysterical state. "You probably know what occurred here judging by what you said before we entered this building, Greyson. Explain everything to me in detail right now," I commanded him, trying to sound like I wasn't about to go nuts.

"This is why I stopped you earlier. The people inside here aren't as sane as you thought. They all have loose screws in their heads and no one would be able to wake them up, despite the disaster going in here. This officer was supposed to guard your mother outside, and I believe that's what the others told you. However..." Greyson stopped speaking as he spared a second to glance at me with a worried expression in his eyes. "Right from the moment that I stepped out of this floor's elevator, I saw how your mother dragged Joy inside her room with a knife that was stabbed on her back, while your mother's vacant hand was pulling the officer's hair backwards to inflict more pain," he added, which made his story appear gruesome.

Hearing what happened made me terrified of my own mother.

"Seems like... I really am her daughter," I muttered to myself along with a small grin.

"What do you plan to do now?"

I shook my head at the same time that I stood up. "There's nothing for me to do for now. I have no leads where my mother is, and I would just keep on dragging you around if I decide to search for her." I walked out of that place, then headed to the restroom to wash my hands.

I can't understand the burning sensation in my system that makes me want to seek revenge for the death of Joy. She simply did her job and she had a huge ambition of becoming a detective. But now that she's a goner, there's no more opportunity for her to achieve her dreams.

I wish I could've told her the truth about what I've committed before she lost her life though.

***

A whole month passed by.

My work as Greyson's seductress was still going smoothly and there hasn't been a problem with any of his previous flings anymore. We talked everything out and agreed to not have any sort of communication with those women any longer, unless they would be paying upfront and sign up again as one of his clients.

"Why did you suddenly want them to pay you? Didn't it used to be the other way around; you're the one who'll give them bucks in exchange for your satisfaction?" I asked him out of pure curiosity.

Greyson was effortlessly alluring me every second. He doesn't even have an angle where he looks weird. Even the way that he holds the cup of his coffee, and especially the way that he licks his bottom lip right after sipping on it was to die for.

"You're going to melt me down, Angelique." Greyson spoke all of a sudden which made me look at the other side of his office. "Anyway... Money should come around. It wouldn't be too nice to hear from other people if they judge me as the man who accepts money for pleasure."

I rolled my eyes. "But you're really that type of man though. You've been known in this type of industry for years, I don't think that there's any need for you to change what you've become accustomed to already. And besides, you might lose clients because of your new rule."

"It doesn't matter as long as you're here." He smirked along with a shrug of his shoulder to imply that he didn't give a f*ck about whoever he loses.

My cheeks were most probably as red as a tomato right now. Luckily, I've been saved by a phone call, which I had to pick up. "This is Secretary Sloan speaking," I said, then waited for the person to speak on the other line. I could still feel how Greyson was staring at me from behind.

"Is it true that your company... Can you find a solution to one's financial problem?" asked a woman who had such a tiny voice.

There's a possibility that she's making this call inside her house and doesn't want anyone from her family to hear what she's telling me right now. "If you've browsed our website, then yes. We offer services that are only appropriate to women of legal age and those who have provided their consent. If you're about to enter this place with doubts, it would be better if you think twice about it first," I advised her.

"Lian, what's taking you so long? Didn't you say that you had plans outside today?" I heard someone else's voice. Assuming that it's her mother, then my guess was probably on point.

"I understand. I'll be there in about an hour. Thanks for the confirmation," she said before dropping the phone call.

"What was that about? Were you trying to reject a customer?" Greyson inquired as he placed his hands on my waist after silently approaching me.

I didn't even notice that he had already risen up from his seat since I was occupied with listening to that caller.

"Not really I was ---"

Greyson turned my entire body around for me to face him and cut me off. He leaned his forehead on mine and I could feel the tip of his nose as well. "Ah... Seems like someone's trying to selfishly claim me for her own," he murmured with his deep tone.

***

The moon was high in the magnificent sky, a full quarter of it was hidden by the clouds. The stars shone as well, like an endless torch. It looked beautiful, especially on a dark night like this one.

Greyson sat with his legs crossed in front of him, his hands resting on top of his lap. His eyes were closed and he was looking down at his feet. He seemed to be so tired after all of the work that was required to be accomplished today.

Sounds of footsteps were getting near, so I suddenly felt the urge to tug on the hem of his shirt, which led him to open his eyes and gaze upon me.

"Am I in heaven right now..?" he mumbled a query to himself. "If I'm not... Then how is such a gorgeous lady trying to wake me up right now?"

Greyson suddenly reached for my cheek as he pulled me towards his face. His lips instantly rubbed against mine at the same time that my hands tangled upon his hair.

However, my mind was obviously filled with nothing else other than the taste of Greyson. He was kissing me passionately as if it was the very first one that he experienced. It's like he had a thirst for more than this simple kiss.

The entire time in this world wouldn't be enough to savor every single movement of his lips on mine.

"G-Greyson, s-stop..." I paused to breathe in when I could no longer sense oxygen coming into my lungs. "Someone's about to enter your office... I think it's the one who called earlier," I told him.

The moonlight gave vibrance to his features enough for me to see how much his mouth curved upwards at the edges into a smirk. His dark eyes sparkled mischievously when he glanced upon me. A few strands of his hair fell across his forehead as though he hadn’t bothered to sweep it back up after some minutes of our kisses.

"Let her in," he said, then I simply did as I was told.

A woman dressed in her finest clothes made her way inside the office. Her black hair was pulled back with a silver headband which she paired up with a delicate earring of the same color. The curves of her body were seen through because of how thin the fabric of her attire was. She wore a skirt that didn't even reach her knee.

"I'm here for the service you offer, Miss Sloan," she softly mumbled as she bowed her head as a sign of formality. "I'm Lian."

As I was about to instruct her with what needed to be done, Lian suddenly went to Greyson's spot then immediately placed her hands on his broad shoulders and leaned towards until their foreheads touched.

"Hey, you're not supposed to ---"

"I'll be in your care," she muttered in a hushed tone that only Greyson was supposed to hear.

Lian seemed to have an idea already about what she's doing even though I assumed that she would be totally clueless if not an amateur. She wasn't even required to open her mouth to give him the go signal; Lian's lips found Greyson's in one swift motion. I thought that he wouldn't give in, but he instantly responded through his hand that crawled around the back of Lian's head.

By this time, I knew that he must be feeling something below as their tongues were seen colliding with one another. Lian's continuous soft moans echoed all throughout the office, and there's no way that Greyson wouldn't be aroused by that. I noticed how his hand that was on her head gripped tighter and I guess, she's suppressing the pain from it.

I shook my head as I sighed by the sight of him pleasuring himself for another night. "I'll leave," I coldly said, which the both of them didn't give attention to as both of them were occupied with each other's touch.