PRISONER OF LOVE LOVE THE WIDOWER

SEASON 2 Part 14. Glad to See You Again Sandra

Email details were sent to me where I should go. Wan Chai District, where he lives is a Kotewell Road condominium, his office in Central Plaza, is just a 10-minute drive away.

Why does he need a bodyguard!? What does he want from me? The question spun around resulting in the worst-case scenario in my head, it's been three weeks since our last meeting.

And he even sent someone to pick me up that afternoon to the airport. Five hours drive I might memorize the chapters in my contract clearly.

The young man who picked me up took me to his office. Central Plaza, the magnificent building in front of Victoria Harbour was already bright when I entered, there was still a lot of work. The average East Asian country has a fairly high working hours, although at a senior level like Oliver Russell is not a calculation of the required working hours but the success of the project.

"Sir Oliver's office is here?"

"Yes Mam, his office is on the 25th floor. Sir Oliver's busy with his new project right now, ..." If he's busy why he's making this game. "Your suitcase can be checked in the reception first, let me take care of it."

It didn't take long to reach a large room that was his office. The secretary let me in later.

"Sir, Miss Sandra." He was at his desk, the office with the sweeping views of Victoria Harbour, which stunned me for a moment before looking at him.

Species XXXL was on his desk still with his work shirt and glasses attached, on his desk there was a big apple computer screen, while his hands were on a sketch pad with a stylus pen, he said, she smiled as she saw me arrive in front of her. What did that smile mean, in Hanoi I already said goodbye to him, now I suddenly have to be in front of him again.

"Hallo Sandra, your journey is smooth, ..." As if she was waiting for me. Even though all this time he never exchanged words with me, either the phone or just say hello in the chat also not, it seems that he was not at all accustomed to pleasantries.

"What do you mean by all this." My desire to be formal with her suddenly evaporated. Even that 4-month bonus wasn't enough to stop me from starting a fight with him right away.

He came to me, and stood in front of me.

"I know the bodyguards are being very nice and polite. Are you an exception?"

"Of course you received a threat that endangers your life so you need your bodyguards, your house and office are only 10 minutes away in this Wan Chai area. Why did you tell me to come here? What else do you want? Are you very happy to make a funny game? I know you're a lot of money but do you think it gives you the freedom to do anything? I've been trying to be nice to you at the end of our meeting, now you want to trouble me again?" The series of questions I've been throwing out is a summary of all the questions I've had in my head the past two days.

I had a lot of bad experiences with men, with our initial meeting quite astonishing, what I should think well of him. I tried, but with this request I inevitably had to put barbed wire around me.

He took a long breath. Sitting back on his desk looking at me.

"You're so happy to have me fight, aren't you?" and now he's smiling at me like my question means nothing to him. He refused to answer and let me be curious.

"Mr Oliver you should know I came here on a personal safety escort contract. It is not a personal matter, I will openly talk to you, the matter of this contract should be clear, Article 23. Article 4's. The Service recipient is prohibited from engaging the agent to provide any service related to s*ex*ual relationship and performing ha*rrasment. The duties of the agent may be helpful to personal interests but are restricted if the agent feels it is involved with se*xu*al consent, intimidation, gender assault and degrading. The definition of harrasment will be clearly explained to you, undesirable events that are relevant to the sheltered characteristics of either sexual consent, race, body condition, bullying, degrading, degrading, as it relates to the subject or if you create such an environment."

I'm going to say it in front of him out of his head. Because the five-hour flight I spent actually reading my contract and remembering all the important articles in it. Plus looking for the legal term.

"Attraction results in terminated agreement. And you get a penalty of 20x the weekly payout. If it cannot be resolved in negotiations the aggrieved party can settle it in court. Have you read your contract?" I went on to make sure in these 30 days no incident has happened.

"You need to talk to my lawyer, it seems, prayer can explain more clearly than you say." He laughed as he heard me speak quickly and even memorized the contents of our contract agreement. But I don't give a shit.

"You think of all the worst things about me. All right, what else...." He's laughing now, I don't understand what's funny about our conversation.

"I'm here on a private escort contract, so let's clear that you understand our agreement." Four months bonus, four months bonus, I replayed it to lower my own emotions.

I've always been lured into thinking the worst when it comes to Oliver. Our first meeting was bad and most of the time I've tasted it.

"I understand the contents of the contract, I have no intention of breaking it." He spoke so calmly, as if all the provocations I was doing up front had not affected him. He went back to his desk, took something from his drawer and came back in front of me.

"I work until 10, have you eaten? Hong Kong is not your home you can walk as you like. Here's my car key, condo access card and door lock, here's your credit card, the bill for your daily expenses from there, it'll show up here at 10, pick me back up. Okay. You can go, if you want to go home first, the address you got, there's a housekeeper there named Bernila Filipina. He knows you're coming, he'll show you your room, you can go home first, just rest, no errands, no need to wait for me, just take my car. Evidently. Now dismiss."

And suddenly he was practical after putting all that in my hands. He gave me a credit card? Make what?

"That's all? Credit card, I don't need your credit card. We have our own operating expenses, my food doesn't include what you paid for." I am now a bully.

"That's for the meal, whatever you want to buy in an emergency, maybe I ask you to buy something, don't use your operating money, just keep your operating money. Take it, don't argue with me. The pass was 8 three times the 7 three times" but he gave me a gold credit card limit instead of the standard.

"That's it, we'll talk about your job again. You can go first. The important thing is that you arrive at the lobby at 10. That's four hours away. Ohh yeah parking subscription card, I forgot this office guest pass." Now he put two cards in my hand.

"That's it, you don't want to talk about my job?" I saw him again in wonder.

What task I really touched, the distance of home and office ten minutes, do I have to wait here. What kind of escort does he need in this kind of office, he doesn't travel now isn't it, if anything does he need an escort, it's possible that his colleagues consider him a crazy respect and show off if he brings an escort.

"No, later, you can go back home, rest and find food. 10 O'clock make sure you're in the lobby, that's all. You can go." I was silent with all the cards and the access he gave me in my hand. Still tangent to all this, meeting him answered nothing.

30 Days, 4 months salary....4 MONTH SALARY BONUS. I set my mind. 4 MONTH SALARY BONUS! You can get past Sandra.

"All right, it's up to you." I took a breath and turned away from the room.

"Sandra..." His call made me look again. "It's good to see you again." This guy probably thinks in thirty days he's got a fun game, I hate how he can use his money. I hate how he brought me here with his money. I'm not happy to see her again.

30 Days bonus 4 months salary! The sentence I will repeat thousands of times seems to be for the sake of passing 30 today. I let out a breath.

"It's nice to see you again, Mr. Oliver." Now I bow briefly to him.

Maybe this game is fun for him. He even dared to bid me 30K, what it means to pay my services 30 days for him.

Let's see if he dares to breach the contract he signed. Because if he does, he'll get his second jab, this time in his jaw.