Chapter 342: LIES
Robert didn’t bother to reply to her and turned around to leave. He was done explaining that he was married and also, he wasn’t one bit interested in her.
"Where do you think that you are going?" Seraphina questioned Robert. "If you dare leave without pleasuring me today, I promise I will report to Francis that you raped me," she threatened. When he halted his steps, Seraphina smirked. "You don’t have a choice, Robert. Just pleasure me one time and I won’t disturb you anymore," she added as she waited for him to reply.
Robert turned to make eye contact with her, his gaze so scary that it sent chills down her spine.
"And if you don’t leave me alone, I will report to Francis that you’ve been disturbing me for so long. Do you think that he has not noticed the stares that you’ve been giving me? Francis is not that dump, Seraphina."
Seraphina scoffed, looking away from him before her eyes came to settle back on him.
"If he has, then he would have noticed when I took his phone and texted you, Robert. Come one now, don’t waste so much time, and come sit. The food is going to get cold," she urged him, gesturing her hand towards the chair.
When Robert didn’t make a move, she added. "If you don’t, I’m going to do what I promised earlier."
Still, Robert stood rooted on the ground. It was as if all of his muscles had frozen still and he wasn’t able to move them.
Seraphina sighed, getting up from the chair and slowly walking towards him seductively.
"But if you pleasure me tonight, I promise you that no one will find out about it. In fact..." she paused, standing in front of him and looked up at him. "I will give you a large amount of money to support yourself and your family. You could change your children’s schools and get a better home for them too. I know very well that Francis isn’t paying you enough at all, you can call it another job. A very simple one."
Robert frowned at her, surprised that she’d already looked into his profile. She was indeed desperate, that was for sure.
"Francis isn’t pleasuring you?" He suddenly asked. Hearing the question, Seraphina smiled which stretched to her cheeks.
"I thought that big men would have big dicks but he’s the total opposite of it," she snarled, circling her hands around his neck as she looked into his eyes. "I’m dying for you to be inside me."
Without further warning, she slammed her lips on Robert’s and kissed him with force while her hands around his neck tightened to keep him still when he tried to escape from her hold.
Seraphina was a petite lady so it didn’t take Robert a long while before he was free from her grasp.
"You are a mad woman," he shouted, wiping his lips as if he’s just tasted someone’s shit.
"You are right, I’m madly in love with you," said Seraphina, resuming taking steps towards Robert again but the latter got closer to the door before he said.
"I’m not interested in you or that ugly face of yours. You are a hideous bitch with that amount of makeup you pour on your face."
His insults made her turn red out of embarrassment as she glared at him.
When she saw him stepping out of the house, she repeated her threat,
"As soon as you leave here without pleasuring me Robert, I’m going to call Francis this instant and tell him that you raped me."
Robert regarded her for a second before a smile came to settle on his face.
"If you need help with dialing his number, let me know and I will do it for you."
With that, he ran out of the house without bothering to avoid the cameras that captured him going in and going out.
Out of anger and embarrassment, Seraphina pulled the food on the ground, which earned her shattering noises as they fell on the ground. She grabbed her head in frustration at the thought that Robert would report to Francis and the man would believe him. Besides, Francis picked her up from the brothel and asked her out to be his girlfriend.
The day she’d seen Francis for the first time, his appearance screamed the word ’rich’ and there was a high chance that he would rather believe Robert than believe her. Robert was one of his trusted men after all.
Seraphina’s black eyes darted around the ground as she tried to give birth to an idea that could save her from that mess.
Sighting her phone, she ran towards it while she stumbled on a few things on the way until she grabbed it. Her hands shook in fear as she tried to dial Francis’ number. As soon as the call connected, she reported everything that had happened while twisting it in every possible way to make it seem as if Robert had raped her.
Francis yelled from over the phone and Seraphina smiled triumphantly. She hung up on the call after Francis promised to be with her as soon as possible.
Looking at the shattered dishes on the ground, another idea came to her head. Walking towards a piece of shattered glass, Seraphina picked it up and tore her wrist, wincing in pain. She walked around the living room and dining table while the blood dripped down from her wrist. After she was done with that, she went to the mirror which hung up on the cream-colored wall and started ruffling her hair, carrying her makeup, and making herself look like a real victim of rape.
Seraphina smiled at herself when she looked at her new appearance from the mirror.
"I warned you, Robert. Now, Francis is going to deal with you appropriately," she smirked. "Now, where should I lay down as a victim of rape?" She wondered. After deciding, Seraphina lay beside the couch, on the ground, half dead as she awaited Francis’ arrival.
