I was at the restaurant cleaning the floor, still in my gloomy state. I received a warning from the thug leader to make another round of payments. I had handed over everything given by Tristian, but still, it didn't cover at least 20% of the debt amount.
After thinking a lot, I have decided to earn money by choosing the easiest route, and thanks to Tristian. I have signed up for many dating applications. I have not uploaded any pictures, but I am still getting many requests for many things. Now, the biggest question was: what next? How do I identify who was good or bad? My main aim was to earn money, nothing more, so how is this whole thing going to work? Should I take suggestions from David? He has a lot of experience and can guide me. I need to discuss this with him as soon as possible.
David's kiss made me aware of where I was. He had become more than touchy after he confessed his desperation to sleep with me.
By making me face him, David spoke. "You are in a daze. What's wrong with you? I have been observing you. It's rare. I won't give a fuck about anyone's business. I tried my best to ignore you, but not anymore. Gray, don't be stubborn; I am really concerned. What is the matter?"
Should I, without going in-depth, share something? Right, it's David who won't let go so easily. "I don't want to go into detail; I need money, like a huge amount. For the past few days, I have been thinking and thinking, not able to come up with anything." "And if I am not wrong, it has come to your neck." "On its way if I don't arrange it within a few days." He sighed in understanding.
"I would have helped you if I hadn't invested my savings in this restaurant." "It's ok, and I know you would." "So you have not come up with anything right." "No, because of this, I am losing my sleep; in a few days, I may go insane too." I heard a chuckle from him. "Come on, it's not a dead end, ok? Shall I suggest something to you?" I was eager for some suggestions. "What is it?" "Get a sugar daddy or daddies—your wish—till you get out from this mess."
My way to earn money was the same, but with a different plot. Sugar daddy. How the hell is this going to solve anything?
"Are you serious?" This thing really works. I didn't give a thought to sleeping with oldies. If I get a good amount, why not? And the reason why I need some kind of suggestion is, "Of course I am. I left my home when I was 17. How the hell do you think I survived and reached this stage? Thanks to my ex-daddies and Gray, I have done so many other things of which I am really not proud. Like you, I don't want to share my past with anyone. Try to live in the present as much as I can." "So much information at a time," "Yeah, so many. There is much more, but not now. Sorry for suggesting this, but considering your background, I can guess you are in a bad situation. If you want to get rid of it, trust me, go for it. It's not a crime. You can use them until you get rid of this situation. After that, do you want to continue or not? It's up to you. They are not spending on you for free; they are getting so much in return." Of course, he was damn right.
"If I come across any psychopath or murderer, then?" "You are naive; do you think I will let you select on your own? No way, and you are not allowed to go with any random guy without informing me. Got it?" "Yeah, I won't; then how do I get one?" "Yeah, I thought so. Can't you work with open eyes and observe your surroundings?"
Was that a sarcastic statement or normal? "What do you mean, any space I am missing from cleaning?" "Just great, I am not talking about cleaning; you have not observed till today, it's fucking going to be a week." "Observe what?" "The guy who started showing up exactly at 5 in the evening for the past week—trust me, no other guy would be this patient." "Why do I need to observe him? He will come, have coffee, make a payment, and then he will leave. It's routine; every customer would do the same, right?" "You need to observe because his eyes will be glued on you till he leaves this restaurant, wherever you go, whatever you are doing." Wow, I was taken aback. Is he a stalker?
"Ok, really, I didn't notice that." "Yeah, stop fucking being in your own fucking world." "Geez, come on, you can't conclude he is into me right if he is observing me." "God, I tried my luck, Gray; it didn't work. He is clearly into you. At least tell me, have you seen his complete physique once?" "Of course, yes." "Yeah, right. You know I am paying you for your work. Don't do it with so much dedication and flirt with anyone. I won't fire you. Those damn handsome features you got—are you going to waste this? That guy is like a Greek god, in his 40s, of good height with masculinity, brownish, with a strong jawline, and he is bloody rich; by looking at his suit, I can make that out. If he agreed, then I think your problem would be solved." "Do you think it will work? I mean, if he wants a relationship, then." "No, I am sure he is not looking for any relationship; who knows, he may be married too." "Ok, so what should I do now?" "Make a move, go and talk to him directly, be clear, and state what you want. If he is ok, he will agree, or else there are so many fish in the sea, I will help you in finding one." "Ok, like today I need to talk to him." "Yeah, you are desperate. Just talk to him. Why waste time?" "Ok." I am going to do this today at any cost. No more delay.
The time was 5 p.m., and the same guy entered and occupied his usual place. I was anxious; he was totally a random guy. If he was not into me, then everything would turn out to be a good joke. David was a well-experienced guy; he couldn't be wrong about these things. What I have to lose is that this guy may stop coming here. David will lose a customer, which is not a big loss.I approached his table to take the order. To be frank, I had never observed this guy before. I mean, in-depth. I didn't want to lose face in front of David, so I lied to him, and as usual, he was taking his time to order. Ok, David might be right. How the hell did I miss this point? Whenever I came to take his order, he would always go through the menu for no reason and order the same thing, black coffee. Now that I was even more confident about making my move, I took his order and left.
I placed the order in front of him and took the opposite seat. He was shocked, which was evident, and gave a knowing smile, and he started sipping his coffee. Neither of us spoke; I was observing his physique, and indeed, this guy was a handsome hunk, very well-maintained. There was instant approval for no reason. If I want to choose this path, at least my 'daddy' should be a bloody hunk like him. Now that he was staring at me, he was prompting me to speak.
"I am in debt, and I need money." In return, I got a broad, knowing smile: "How much are we talking here, thousands, crores, millions, or billions?" Oh, oh, oh, what the hell, billion God? "It's in millions." "Ok, it would be taken care of; it's not a big deal. You know what I want in return, right?" "Yes, I am ok with it." "Good, you are new to this?" "I don't want to make this an occupation. If I were not in debt, I would not opt for this." "Trust me, it's not that bad. The only thing is you should end up in the right hands, which you are, and I will help in clearing your debt. It's going to take some time, as we are talking about millions, but I will make sure it will be cleared." I was relieved just by his assuring word, and I felt more comfortable with everything.
"I guess later I should be thankful for you; now would be too soon." Which earned a chuckle; even his chuckling sound got some masculinity. "Hi, let me introduce myself. I am 'Roger Desilva.'" "Hi, I am Grayson Russell." "Well, Grayson, after getting to know you better, I will introduce you to my friends who are fucking rich, and I will make sure they will help you in return, but whenever I am in this city, you should make sure you are available for me; that's all I am asking in return, and trust me, my visit will be worthy for you." This line of business is really tempting me. "Ok, agreed." "So shall we, Gray?" I was baffled. That was too fast. "What, right now?" "Yeah, I have already wasted a whole week on you. Not anymore. I will be waiting in the car. Get changed and join me." "Sure." By giving an approval nod, he exited the restaurant.
After collecting the cup, I made my way to the kitchen. David was waiting for me, and without him asking, I started pouring it out. "Fuck, he was too fast. Did I just lose my chance with you? Are you going to abandon me?" "Will you stop? For now, I don't want to deal with your broken heart because you were the one who suggested this." "How the hell do I know that he would bloody agree on the spot? And damn, he already invited you. Such a bastard, I should have given some thought before opening my big mouth." "Am I smelling jealous?" "Shut up; I don't like it; he is fucking tasting you before me. I have been eyeing you from Day 1. Why do I deserve this waiting period?" "And now you are complaining." "Hey, come on, show some sympathy. I am a damn good guy. I should not face any of this." "Will you stop, like, seriously? I am freaking out here. Should I go with him? What do you think? He is waiting in the car."
"Go for it. He seems to be a good guy, and I will follow you from here after making sure you reach the hotel. I will go my way; I will keep checking my cell; call me if anything goes wrong immediately, ok?" "Is it a really good idea—I mean, all this arrangement?" "Stop with your thinking; just go for it, and Gray, my sincere advice, please keep in mind: don't involve your heart. Every guy you meet, just keep it as business, nothing more or less. These guys are really not worth it; you would end up hurting yourself. Don't get addicted to any drugs, alcohol, or other stuff; don't give them any control over you; you have some ground rules; every month, you should visit the hospital to be on the safer side; you have to come out of this when you clear your debt. I am not telling you all this to scare you; I care for you, so I am worried. I need your full cooperation on this, Gray; if you don't like anything, inform me; don't hide anything just to get money; and promise me you are going to follow everything." My eyes were wide at David's word; that was too much, and I should follow everything for my own safety.
"Yes, yes, I will; thank you for your advice; Roger is waiting; I should get going." "Yeah, yeah, my blood is boiling, like seriously." "Come on, don't start now." "Whatever."