MY LIFE AS A PROSTITUTE

EPISODE 16

All this days in Mexico, Fanuel haven't been himself, he hardly eats and makes himself comfortable not minding the stress he's passing through
The files on his table are much, all he has to work on is stressing him up and he can't do anything about it
He feels like going back to Indiana but it's quite obvious he can't do that, the company is his.

This is the work of the CEO not Manager
It has come to become his decision that he will never pick another girl back home in his life, cause he has noticed that he passes through pains when he does that
Everything about Olivia kept strucking in his head like a movie and he can't kick them off
It's quite awkward to him cause he can't and is unaware of how and where to get Olivia back to himself.
From the day he set his eyes on his worker who had the same look as Olivia, he began having issues with his head.
He picked up a tart in order to cool his urge for Olivia but it worsened issues, that exact day, he never knew he would survive the daydreaming he experienced or rather a movie shot.

A day doesn't pass without him going to work, his office keeps calling and he kept counting when he will ever be through with all this works on his table
He feels lonely always, no friends to hang around with and that's pushing him to meet some set of people in order to have some friends that can keep him company.
Always good at going to night clubs, but this time, he brought a break to it, all he needs is Olivia.

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The sunrise hit his eyes through the window and slightly, he let them open and gasped in surprise
"The time is running so fast... Sunrise already ", he murmured looking at the table clock to find out it's 8:15am already
He is darn weak, so weak that he yawned severally then slowly climbed down from the bed moving towards the bathroom
Not in a hurry though he's quite late, he brushed his teeth and washed his face
"Sweet body needs a heavy rest ", he muttered looking at himself through the mirror in the bathroom.
His room has arranged itself except the bed, he did that so fast and headed to the kitchen to make himself a breakfast "Pancake with a cup of coffee, I think that will do me well both in satisfaction and making up on time", he soliloquiezed rubbing his hair.
Within some minutes, he was done with the preparation and then headed to fill his stomach in the dinning.
There he engaged himself in so many thoughts.... The day he's gonna meet Olivia and if he would recognize her again.
He concluded in getting to recognize her when they meet since he got to know a person that looks like her... That means he will never forget her image
All that Richard sang in his ear rang back again... What is it that will ever make him forget Olivia?

The prostitute that doesn't look and taste like what she's called, the first woman he had fallen in love with... It's quite impossible to forget her. He fed himself slowly until he emptied the plate, it's really good to be satisfied with what you enjoyed.

After cleaning up the dishes, he left to his room immediately in order to meet up with time, he undressed and left to the bathroom in a haste.
Within few minutes, he has already taken his bath and almost dressed up, added some pomade on his skin and made sure he looked good.
Satisfied with the image he saw before him, he grabbed his brief case and car key, without sparing the house a glance, he left outside and zoomed off.
He arrived safely in his company and twitched in drawing everyone's attention, without glancing on any of the workers, he responded their greetings and moved ahead to his office.
Almost close to his office, he got a quack and then turned to meet the lady who looked like Olivia sighed staring at the lady who politely handed over to him his car key that fell off his hand
He stared at her continuously while she never stopped apologising.

"What's your name Miss ? He threw the question at her.

She was scared on the question but has to give an answer, "my name is Shirley ", she replied with her head bent low
"Alright, you can go ",he ordered her and cascaded Into his office.

Shirley left his sight looking baffled, she's scared the manager might sack her for stumbling on the company's visitor.
What's she's gonna do if this happens? She loosed her sense of sight putting herself into the issue, she's frightened and as well glad for having this little conversation with the visitor who everyone admires.

Fanuel got his table arranged and started working on the files he hasn't touched, all attention and concentration was needed but he lost the both.
He thought of how possible it was for a prostitute he met in Indiana to reverse into being a full worker in Mexico.
Pondering on the issue took much of his time cause he became baffled, he thought of him loosing his senses that moment...........
The sound of his door bell brought him out of his thought, "come in", he shouted and his manager walked in quietly and had a seat opposite him
"Am very loyal to my CEO", he greeted and Fanuel sighed.
"You're welcome, how's everything going? He replied and the manager nodded.
"Very smooth sir", he answered.
The manager adjusted and placed his hands on the table," sir, I got some questions to ask you", he remarked and Fanuel nodded.
"Sir, there are many application letters on my table, so I wish to ask if you still need more workers, though on my side, I think am okay with the number of workers we have here", the manager explained while he stared at him.
"The number am seeing here is okay... So we can afford to pay them", he remarked and went back to his work
The manager nodded and spoke again, " how's your health Sir ? He asked
" Am better now",
Fanuel replied
gesturing and they giggled He stood and was about to leave the office when he called him back.

"Can you please call me Shirley ? He requested and the manager assured him of granting his request.
Within few minutes, the door bell rang and Shirley walked in looking worried, she was offered a seat opposite him and she sat down comfortably "Welcome to my office Miss", he said to her
"Thank you sir", she replied and rolled her eyes.
He dropped the pen and decided to attend to her first, "how long have you worked in this company? He asked her
She sighed and said, "for over three years now Sir" He rested on the chair and stared at her continuously," you mean to tell me there's nothing between you and being a prostitute earlier ? He asked her.
She gasped in surprise, "no sir, am not a prostitute", she replied
Fanuel bit his lips squeezing his hands, "where's your hometown ? Where do you reside ? He asked" It's fine, you don't need to be scared... You can leave now ",he ordered, she stood immediately and disappeared from his sight.
He couldn't be himself when the lady left, all he thought was how to get in touch with Olivia since she hasn't given him a call since then.
"Maybe she doesn't feel for me or even love me , she might have lost the card I gave her looking forward to attending others", he thought
It was clear that he's sick and getting better, minutes ago, letting his manager believe he's getting better, but now it seems the atmosphere has changed for him
The files on the table kept staring at him as he worked on it gradually, he came across different files record that sometimes choke his brain.
A stressful day indeed for him that he forgot or even kicked off having his lunch, a lot on his table needs to be touched and he ought to do that?
He tasked himself and made sure his table was cleared before closing time, and with that, he was a bit relieved and elated No old work left behind, looking forward to organizing new ones
He left the office before closing time and headed back home, within minutes, he arrived and twitched inside
Taking off his wears took him time cause he couldn't concentrate anymore, he took his bath and decided to make his dinner. The conversation he had with Shirley appeared to him again and he hissed so hard...
He made his dinner and filled his stomach again
Right in the sitting room, he was in a very deep thought when a heavy pain strucked his head and he groaned.

He missed taking the medicine and went against the doctors advise "Mr Fanuel, you need to think less and forge ahead with life or you would always have issues with you being unstable due to bad health", the doctors words rang in his ears
He ran inside and took the medicine then decided to have some rest... But the pains increased, he managed to pick up his phone and dialed Richard's line

"Buddy, am not just feeling good since I came over here", he complained to Richard when he came online
He was so furious and yelled at him, " you caused it yourself", he remarked

To Be Continued....

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