Chapter 3 3

Ch. 3

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I was trembling as I made my way to the dean's office. He claimed that my father had called. I'm extremely anxious, but I have no idea why.

I struck three times. I heard the response, "Come in."

I entered after opening the door. I made an effort to smile at our dean, Mrs. Estrada.

"Good afternoon," I thought. Mrs. stooped. Estrada pointed to the chair while holding her mirror.

I complied with her request and sat down after hearing "Sit, Ms. Oliveros."

I sat down and said, "Ma'am, why did you call me?"

She took a big breath and said, "I called you, Ms. Oliveros, because I have something important to say." She sneezed and grinned fiercely at me.

She began with a scowl, "I don't know what happened. You have high grades, and you're an achiever."

It said, "I'm sorry to say this, but the Salvadores revoked your scholarship here."

I can't believe I asked, "What?"

How is it taken away? How am I acting? My grades are excellent! I don't slack off on my studies, so why did they leave?

Clyde! It must have been his idea!

Is this the effect he claims to have?

I was feeling down. Not permitted! How will I be able to pay for my studies now that I am unemployed? If I lose my scholarship, I'll have to pay a lot! I feel like crying once more.

Clyde, you are so awful!

I simply got to my feet and thanked Dean. I left the workplace groggily and started to walk in circles. I'm clueless and perplexed! What gives? I might just go job-hunting. I have nothing to eat for the next few days, and my savings are getting low!

I simply went outside to go home because the wind had carried me away.

On Saturday, the next day, I started my job search. First, I rode the Jollibee near the school. I submitted. All I could think was that if they were looking, I would get accepted. But when I was rejected, I was startled. Why is my resume flawed? I simply sought out another applicant. But I still didn't have a job by the time it was afternoon! Although I am college-level and capable of such professions, I am not employed! Just now, those high school graduates got more money than I did!

I'm repulsed. Now why am I so unlucky?

As I was about to enter my apartment, I noticed some police officers standing in front of it.

Why are cops present?

Alongside them was Manang Amy. They all turned to look at me when Manang pointed out my presence.

I felt uneasy.

When I approached, Manang exclaimed, "There's Nathania."

I'm wondering, "Why?"

A policeman asks, "Are you Nathania Rose Oliveros?"

I responded by giving him a nod.

To my amazement, the policeman added, "Can you come with us to the police station?" You were suspected of stealing from Clyde Marcus Salvadore's home.

I protested, "A-What! Nothing was stolen from him!" but the officers simply nodded.

He stopped, but I kept shaking. "It's better if you just come with us if you didn't steal."

I was upset and said, "No! I didn't steal anything from him! I'm not going to jail with you!"

He repeated it, which caused my eyes to widen: "If you don't come with us, we will have to lock you up."

I scream, "Why would you put me in jail if I didn't do anything wrong?"

Manang Amy groans, "Nathania, you'd better just come with them and prove your innocence."

I was unable to speak for a while. I merely groaned and slowly nodded.

I pushed myself to calm down and say, "All right. I'll come. I didn't steal anything, and I'll prove it."

As I walked inside the police station, I was enraged to see the person who had accused me of stealing his possessions standing there.

Clyde, you truly are a devil! I hope you just pass away!

When he came to my apartment, he grinned.

Heartless!

The cops said, "Sir, this is Miss Nathania Rose Oliveros."

I only gave the devil a hard look.

As I approached him, I said, "You beast! I didn't steal anything from you!" and smacked him. I was detained by the cops, but I was still enraged at this demon.

"What have I done to you, and are you ruining my life? First you exploited me, then you took back the scholarship your parents gave me, and now you're going to put me in jail?! You should be the one in jail because you raped me! You're an animal! You're going to die! " I yelled angrily. I doubt that anyone is staring at us from this angle.

"Calm down, Miss."

Clyde cuts to the police and says, "Let her, officer."

Seems unhappy with the statement, "She's the one who stole, and she's still angry." I became much angrier at him.

What would an actor do if he acted?

He said, "I would like to sue her, but I've changed my mind."

He plastically grinned at the officers and said, "I'm sorry for the inconvenience, officer. I'll take care of her. I have my own punishment for her."

"Are you sure, sir?"

It broke again, abruptly grabbing my arm, and I said, "Yes, I'm quite sure." He helped me leave the area. He pulled me up to the empty parking lot despite my struggles since he was powerful. It was nighttime, therefore it was also dark.

He let go of me and turned to face me.

I yell, "You're an animal!"

He answered calmly, "I know."

I couldn't believe I ever glanced his way. I yelled at him once again, "You're so bad! How can you be so calm about what's happening right now? Are you helpless with your life and you're ruining my life?"

He remarked, "Shut up your fucking mouth; you're annoying." He grabbed my hand and leaned against his car just as my eyes flared and I prepared to slap him.

He hid my mouth from view. I was so startled that I was immobile.

There was a threat in his voice: "I have a proposal, so listen carefully."

He began, "I'm not going to sue you." It seems as though what he said has relieved me.

I was even more shocked to hear, "My sex slave, rather."

You simply need to be my slave, Nathania, but if you don't want to, I won't throw you in jail and I'll give back your scholarship, so don't worry about that." He smiled.

He said, "I'll keep bringing charges against you. You'll go to jail. Your life will be ruined."

"Nathania, I don't mind if you call me evil. Agree if you don't want your life to go any worse. Be Nathania, my sex slave."