Awake to my Mr Perfect

Chapter 2

That night, I took a stroll out on the streets on my new scooter. I just wanted to savor the free moment I had left before I started working for the almighty Oscar King.

According to Mira, he's a tough nut to crack and all his other drivers were killed in one way or the other. That was enough reason for me to quit but I didn't. I got a feeling that something was amiss. Mira didn't want me to stay, that was why she told me all that, if not, who would tell the new guy horrible tales about his new job? She clearly wanted me out but sadly, I couldn't be moved.

I got a call from dad. Though his drinking reduced when he ran out of money, he went into a more dangerous game, gambling. Now he's got tons of loans on his back and guess who's gonna pay em, this gal. Ugh.

"What is it old man?" I asked as I stopped my scooter.

"My dear daughter..."

"Just spill it." I interrupted, knowing fully well what he was at. Somehow, when he speaks in that tone, it disgusts me. "How much do you need this time?"

"Just twenty thousand dollars!" He said like it was no big deal.

"Just? What the heck man?!" My brows furrowed with anger. It felt like the more I gave him, the more he would demand.

"It's not my fault this time. The other guy cheated." He tried to find an excuse.

"I don't care whose fault it was. If you stop gambling, there will be no faults." I scolded. This man called my father, could drive me nuts in a matter of seconds.

"Just help your father this last time. I promise to stop." I kept silent for a while and spoke softly.

"You said that for the past 5 times but I don't see any sign of stopping. When is all this gonna stop?" I felt emotional for a sec but immediately regained myself. "Well, I don't have any cash on me now and I just got a new job, so until the end of this month, don't disturb me, okay?"

" But... "

"Fuck off!" I cut the call feeling my head steam. I was so furious and at the same time sad. I chuckled and sniffed "I don't know why I give him money anyway!"

I turned on the engine of my scooter and started riding away.

I was no longer fighting at the underground arena and I had no way to earn money till the end of the month. How was I to get money for my dad? I didn't want some goons beating him up, only I was allowed to do that, anyone else can be regarded as a bully.

My mind was still a mess as I rode steadily on the dark road with only my headlight to light the way. Suddenly, I caught the figure of something at a distance but before I could comprehend what it was, I found myself stepping on the breaks as the figure magically turned into a man. Damn!

As soon as the scooter stopped, he collapsed. I got off to examine if I had killed someone.

"Oh no! I didn't hit him right?" I turned him over and luckily, he was still breathing. I looked around, there was no one in sight. I looked back at the man and noticed his tux was of high quality. "He must be rich." I assumed "But where did..." I sensed someone behind me but I didn't see anyone. My instincts were never wrong especially when it smelt danger.

Before I could turn to the other side, I got hit in the head really hard. As a fighter, I was supposed to hold my ground but aside from being a fighter, I was also a girl, fragile and weak.

I woke up the next morning to see myself on the same bed with a man. I quickly checked my body, phew, my clothes were still on and so was his. He was the same man from last night. Did someone set him up with me? But who was he?