Amory's POV
I'm a player, and I know it for sure, and I'm proud of that single fact. Men are nothing but a plaything for me; it doesn't really matter which way they come. Eventually I get sick of each and every one of them and look for something more interesting; that is already a known fact.
Everyone in school knew this fact about me and because of that often called me an enchantress and seductress, which I very much owned, wearing it around the school like a second skin. When it came to men, it was pretty much easy because every man is obviously attracted to me, and I can't really blame them; I'm quite a sight.
The record has always been like that until a certain nerd with golden hair and eyes as cold as ice that it physically made me shiver ignored me last week, which is a first in the record already taken. No one rejects or ignores me, at least not in this school or this city, because I'm Amory Calderon... Everyone knows that name and respects it, and I always revel in it.
And that leads me into something interesting... I look at the reflection in my mirror and smirk.
"Well, after the boring and torturous life I've been living, something slightly interesting has come in," I say as I sleek my already styled hair from my face. Kale had challenged me by just ignoring me... I don't exactly do well with challenges; that is why I'm going to make sure I seduce him and leave him desperate just like I've always done. It's my last year in high school, and I'm going to set the record straight.
Talk about seducing... I check the time and sigh. I need to ruin a man's life in the next 30 mins.
My phone dinged, and I looked at the notification to see a man in his early 50s; he was smiling.
In the photo with his family, his hands are on his wife's waist as they open the new Catholic elite school. Mr. Stravakos, a well-known billionaire in the city and very famous for his virtuousness, even renovated the former Catholic school; now it has become a school of the elite. He is also known as the national husband because of how he loves his wife unconditionally.
"That is what the media sees and everyone thinks," I scoffed as I continued scrolling through his pictures about his frequent donations and his unwavering love for his wife, his fingers touching her face affectionately.... I smirked before muttering.
"Oh, Mrs. Stravakos, if only you knew where those hands have been, you wouldn't let them touch you."
Beyond the charade created by Stravakos and the media about his perfect life, behind closed doors, he was rotten to the core, a womanizer, but that wasn't even the main issue of my blackmail but the fact that he is also a pedophile... I once came across it on the dark web, but it disappeared immediately, and that is what I'm going to retrieve back and put his life in shambles.
Come to think of it, why was I doing this? Inasmuch as he is a disgusting piece of shit of a human being, it's still none of my business. This world is full of freaks that I can't bother to care about.
Stravakos had always been doing business with our company for some time but recently had a rift with my mom, and now she wants to eliminate him as her business partner but not without stripping him of his assets, and that is where I come in. I seduce him, get pictures that are very compromising, and use them to blackmail him into transferring his company shares to her own and subsequently come to work as her staff. For Stravakos or anyone, that would be like a death sentence considering the kind of wealth he already amassed for himself.
But then again, there is something that is as precious to him as his company... which, if threatened, will completely ruin his life and also ruin any chances of him getting back up, which is
HIS REPUTATION—if any of his escapades were to be out, he would be ruined.
I took everything I needed to use and put it inside the small purse I was holding and walked downstairs to my car, the red silk dress I was wearing tight and sultry around every part of my body. It had a slit that left little to the imagination. I smirked as I felt the excitement and adrenaline coursing through my veins... I love this; I love ruining and torturing men... Seducing them and leaving them at my mercy, Mom trained me to do this, inasmuch as I hate her for turning me like this... This is me now, and this is what gives me excitement, and I'm going to do it with every bit of energy I have in me.
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I watched the video on the laptop I was holding with utter disgust. I felt my stomach retch as nausea started building. What the hell...
I closed the laptop and glanced at the man that was lying on the bed butt naked with his hands cuffed on either side of the bed and his legs in the same position. He was still passed out; the drug I gave him is supposed to wear off in 20 mins... I check the time, it's still remaining 2 mins
I glanced at the video in front of me, and another wave of anger came bombarding me as I stood up... This rotten piece of human waste doesn't deserve to sleep at all.
After he passed out, I hacked into his phone and internal storage, and that is where I saw the abomination that I just finished watching. Before now, I just thought he slept with a minor maybe a few times, but I was wrong... He has a whole syndicate of where he fucks children... Young children... Watching this already made me sick and angry.
I walked over to where he was still passed out but now stirring awake. I picked up the handkerchief I used to drug him and walked closer to the bed, close to his face, so he could see me.
Before I lighted the small fabric in my hand, making it burn and melting slowly down to the skin of his neck .... And that was his awakening, because he shouted in anguish as he jerked up.
Now fully awake, he turned to me, horror written over his face.
"Finally, you are awake. I was afraid you wouldn't wake up, so I tried a different method," I say nonchalantly, gesturing to the burning cloth in hand still dripping debris of melted fabric onto his skin, which had already turned red, making another wretched scream pull from his lips as he panted and tried to talk.
"Ahh... Listen... I... I don't know who sent you to do this...ahh...ahh... but you will regret it," he muttered through gritted teeth. I chuckled lightly; he still had the guts to threaten me.
"I don't think you should threaten me, Mr. Stravakos, at least not in this situation, or should I move the burn to another place?" I say, my eyes traveling around his disgusting bloated body before settling between his legs, which made his eyes widen in horror as in enunciation, and he quickly tried to close his legs, but they were already cuffed to the bed, very apart from each other.
He gulped at his state before he turned to me, still shaking in fear.
"What do... y-you want?" He stuttered, and I smiled.
"You could've asked me that since Mr. Stravakos... We wouldn't have to go down this road," I said before throwing out the remaining burnt fabric and turning to grab the laptop and sitting down before carefully listing out all the conditions my mom told me.
"That... that is not possible. I can't give out my whole company like that; it's crazy...
Okay, tell Velda that I agree with her previous proposal; taking my entire company is just ridiculous."
I stood up from where I was sitting, now approaching him. "Ooh, that? Velda says I should tell you this: that offer is off the table; now she wants the entire company. And we seem to be missing a very teeny little bit of detail here, Mr. Stravakos. I'm not here to negotiate; I just came to tell you my terms, and then you agree and we all go home happy," I said, now directly standing in front of his face. This man's face made me sick. I breathed in and lifted my right leg, my exaggerated red high heels now showing under the dress, before I rested it directly on one of his thighs. Desperate to cause him pain, the sharp heels dug into his flesh as he screamed again... God knows I would have ended this man if not for express instructions from Mom not to kill him.
"Y... you... ahh, you are not going to succeed; you can't bring me down with just a few nude pictures; it won't work," he said amidst pants.
"Ooh, these nude pictures of you are just for souvenirs; there is a bigger package... didn't you know?" I said, and I watched his face frown in confusion.
"Did you forget about the children you're fucking on a daily basis, or...did it skip your deranged mind?" I said, now removing my leg to allow him to speak as I could see his face widen in absolute horror. I picked up my laptop and brought it to his face.
"Look...There are over a hundred videos here."
"No... no no no no... that's not true."
"Yes, yes, yes, they are. Your face clearly shows here and how much you were enjoying ruining a child's life." He looked at me in high disbelief, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water, the action annoying me further.
"Listen, Mr. Stravakos, I really don't have time to chit-chat with you, since I have a party to attend in the next 10 minutes, so I'm giving you 5 seconds to choose between selling off your company or having these disgusting videos of yours on the internet."
"1...3...4..."
"I'll do it... I'll give you the... whatever you asked for; just delete those videos or hand it over to me," he said, nearly breathless, his hands jerking at the cuffs.
"Now we're talking...and like I said before, you're not in a position to negotiate with me, so I'll keep the videos until the conditions are met accurately, and just for the record, for every mistake you make in carrying out the conditions, a video will be released."
I said, now picking my things and stuffing them in my bag, ready to leave this disgusting man as soon as possible.
"Wait... aren't you going to uncuff me?" he said. I glanced back at him.
"Why... Why should I do that?" I said, now looking at him with so much disdain, making him gulp.
"Don't worry, Mr. Stravakos, getting out of those cuffs will be the least of your problems from now on.
But nevertheless, I'll call one of your sick men to uncuff you. I can't risk touching that disgusting body of yours; I don't want to throw up. I have a party to attend."
I say before leaving the room, the moment I was outside, I sighed immediately, my back resting on the door as I willed myself to forget everything that happened in there, move to my car, and head to the party.
I got to my car and stayed there for 10 mins to prepare my mind, which involved forgetting that disgusting man and the gnawing regret of not killing him and focusing on my party that was happening at Chains Club. I have to get into character, especially since I invited that nerd...
Feeling a tug of excitement coming up as the thought of him swarmed up to replace the ugly thought occupying my mind
I smirked as I started my car. I guess I'm off to ruin another man, only that the current one is Kale, an innocent nerd, and I just can't wait to taint his all-too-perfect life.
"Well buckle up, Kierson, because I'm about to rock your world."