Chapter 3 Vatzah Island

We boarded a private ship, turns out it's his with a bold scribbling with the name, "Vatzah". It's astonishing enough to discover, it's his surname. My jaw almost dropped when I got to see the welcome banner that read "The Island of Vatzah". Everything was his.. he's a black card billionaire! And I am breathing on his property. I felt dumbfounded enough and even when we arrived in his massive house.

It was too beautiful to behold and when I finally decided to catch my breath on my already pacing heartbeat, I caught his eyes already on me and as if he enjoyed seeing the look on my face, he laughed at my expression and I became flushed and embarrassed. I walked away not knowing where exactly I was headed but I wanted to escape his sight. Several female attendants approached me and demanded whether I was lost and how they can assist me. I was definitely lost but lack a response to how they can assist me. I opened my mouth to say something to their expectant and curious faces..

"She's with me", he spoke from behind and instantly appeared beside me holding my hand. I looked at our interlocked hands and I became more embarrassed and speechless.

"Welcome Mr Vatzah", they chorused, bowed to him and departed from his presence. I stared numbly after them and then my eyes slowly crawled to look at him. He smiled at me.

"That expression is priceless." He said. "That was what I wanted to say back at the lobby.. and even now.." he tightened his hold on my hand. "I like that look on you". He spoke as he dragged me to his direction not giving me any chance to reply. But what was I going to say? I was overly speechless and numb, if not for his lead, I'd be not just lost but frustrated because the building was too massive with so many rooms and carefree people and with the handful of staff that we crossed paths with, bowing and according subtle appraisal to the man dragging me away. The hallway was to die for, I've never seen such deco in my entire life and in an hallway? The sight made me feel jelly on my legs and all over my body.

We then approached a long double door with the name plate reading "SV". SV? What's that?

"My initials". He response came like a whisper to my ears. I asked that out loud?

"Yes you did", he spoke again. What's happening? I say things even I don't know when I do.

"And before you ask, it means Scott Vatzah." We entered the room as he spoke, an obvious amusement in his voice. Scott.. his name is Scott Vatzah, SV for short. It's.. I don't know, it's overwhelming and I made it obvious.

"You don't have to say anything." He took off his blazers as I took in the features of the room. It screamed luxury and that is me deciding to cut the long descriptive story short. The bed could take like ten of my frame comfortably without any brush of hands and feet or am I the only one whose perspective is on the A level of exaggeration? I moved closer to the glass view, the beautiful scenery of the island all played out like cards and I guess it's one of the perks of being "the boss". I loved it, everything.. I loved it and the way it made me feel. Then instantly, a thought came to me. I turned to look at him and again his eyes were watching me.

"Uhm.." I avoided his piercing gaze. "Are we gonna share a room? This room?" I threw a glance his way.

"Why? You don't want to?" He took a few steps towards me. "I could let you stay here..."

"No I want to." I nervously said as he perked an eyebrow at me. "I mean.. it's fine, w.. we could share.." I stammered. If anything, I'm not permitted to call the shots here.

He came even more close and he's now staring straight at my forehead. " I was gonna say that I could let you stay here if you want to but I won't be confident enough to leave you here alone", he said. "I'll be with you". He whispered and walked away from me. I shivered, dazed from his closeness and the last part of his statement. I wasn't confident to move away from my spot immediately, so my eyes darted across the room to note what to do with myself. He went into another room, came out to pick a towel and immediately winked at me disappearing again. My heart did a double take as I felt its heavy thump against my chest. Will I survive this? Can I? Someone should tell me that I could.. and can survive because I'm already at the point where it'd only take less than a stack of usury to topple me over the high edge of quantum civility after which, the braces of mediocrity will sting and I'll be left with me looking at me in fright and in pieces... A nightmare that embraces me everytime, giving away my impending reality if not addressed with caution.

I can't go down that path, never again. I won't let myself to. Then I sat on the bed feeling overly self conscious. Everything I had dreamt of and wanted as a child, everything I wanted for myself, I mean everything, has been manipulated and destroyed with not a pin to spare. How cruel can my life be? And even more cruel that I live it? This isn't what I envisioned for myself, not even close to what I envisioned as my lot. All the sparkles of light I sought for myself has gone down the drain. I patted my hands to sooth myself, to console myself. I thought I could use an apology from Abel but I wanted more than that, I wanted him to suffer even more than I am, I wanted him to...