Cheated Desire: Mistress For Hire

Czarina's POV

I look at my watch and groan. I hope whoever that bastard is won't make it! I don't want to meet such a jerk! My dad's friend insists that I should meet his son because we will marry each other and my dad says that I should just try.

He's fed enough because of his friend's persistent behavior. A man is seated in the chair in front of me and he's fucking smiling to mock me. He placed his phone on the table and spoke arrogantly.

"Well, you're beautiful and I guess you're worth the fuck," he emphasizes the last word. I scoffed.

I faked my smile and decided to just finish this dinner and I'll complain to my dad as soon as I get home. "I guess Mr. Stanford is indeed a Casanova, like the tattletales say."

He laughs and just ignores the sarcasm in my voice. The way he looks at me makes me feel uncomfortable. I feel like he's stripping me inside his head.

I was waiting here for hours and all I get is a playboy and a shithead! His phone vibrates and I accidentally see the messages on his screen.

"Oh my, you saw it, right? Well, ladies love money, don't you think? At least, I'm a young and sexy sugar daddy. It's a great catch if you ask me," he stated.

Caleb's boastfulness is something that I can applaud. He really thinks women will always be flustered and happy to date a man like him. I laugh and finally! I saw that irritation in his eyes. It's my turn!

"Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to offend you. Oh, no. I mean it," I mocked and chuckled.

I even made gestures to piss him off more. If he thinks that I'm the same as those cheap women he had, he's fucking wrong. I think he forgot who I was.

"I like it. I think you're doing this because I made you wait. What if..." he halts and places the hotel card key on the table.

Caleb's smirk makes me shiver in disgust. What a jerk! I grab the car and put it in his wine. His expression darkens.

"You have the audacity to make me wait for an hour in this hotel. Be thankful that your dad has someone that he considers his friend. You even brag about those cheap women in front of me. What a coward," I remark. He taps the table and those who hear it are startled. I didn't show any fear at all.

"You should be thankful that I give time to someone like you. You're not even that adorable. Just fair enough to fuck. If my dad hadn't threatened me, I'd never come here. Be thankful that I even came," he elaborated.

The tone he used was nothing but a way to save his ego. He must have realized that I’m not someone he can fool with his ordinary, smug face. He believes that he's the most handsome man in the world just because women are swooning around him.

I lean on my back and cross my legs. "I should be thankful. Oh please. You know why women are swooning around you? It's because of money. You're not even handsome. Your face is making me puke. Also, I better choose a hobo to fuck me than you. I bet that shit is just the size of a baby's weenie."

That was the last straw of his temper. He stood up and dragged me off the restaurant. I let him be. I need evidence to convince my dad that marrying his so-called friend's son is the worst idea he could do for me.

My back slammed on his car after he pushed me off. I groan in pain. Caleb was about to hit me when I raised my fist and punched his fist.

"Damn you, bastard!"

I glared at him deathly. I pointed my finger in his face. "Tell your dad that I have no plan of marrying a man like you. You're more disgusting than a narcissistic man," I asserted firmly, looking at him with anger in my eyes.

I kicked his knee and he groaned more. If he thinks that I’m weak because I’m from a prestigious, rich family, he is wrong again.

"Caleb, remember this. I'm not just a pampered heiress. I will never marry an asshole like you! I’ll let my dad learn what you did to me. Goodbye!" I roared and was about to walk out but he grabbed my shoulder.

That fire in his eyes was telling me that he had lost his composure and was ready to hit me if I continued acting like this.

"You really think I'll let you leave after kicking me? I will teach you a lesson!"

What I hate the most is when people stay at their tables and the staff are just watching us. I guess his popularity and the mere fact that he's an heir were stopping them. Damn them!

I was being dragged into the parking lot outside the restaurant. I took that chance and gave him a round kick. He was startled and let go of my hand.

"Don't make me mad further. You wouldn't want to end up in the hospital, wouldn't you? I can't believe women are swooning around you. You're nothing but a pathetic asshole. Don't come near me again or else, you'll meet your end. Understood?!" I roared.

I acted like I'd punch his face but I took that chance to walk away and find my car. I walked on the right side and didn't see him.

I accidentally bumped into a man. I feel like I smacked my face against a concrete wall. I gasp and caress my forehead. I hope Caleb didn't follow me or else he'll catch me off guard.

"I'm sorry. I'm not looking in front of me," I apologize. I raised my head and saw how beautiful his cognac eyes were. What caught my attention the most was the loneliness and hatred that tainted the beauty of his eyes.

"No problem," he coldly mutters. He walked past me. I turn around and watch him. "Boss Ciandrei! I'm glad you're here now. We have to go to the airport now or else we'll be late for our flight," he says.

I guess he's the secretary. I shrugged my shoulders and walked away. I found my car and drove it off of this place. As soon as I arrived at the mansion, I went straight to my dad's office.

He saw what kind of face I have at this moment. I roared at him. "I can't believe it, dad! Ugh! He’s so rude and boastful! You wouldn't believe what he told me!" I screamed. He raised his hand to stop me from yelling, then signed me to take my seat.

"Relax, honey. I know what happened. I sent one of my men to guard you. He already told me everything. I guess the rumors were true. We already did our part and I’ll take care of everything. I'll speak with Caleb's father," dad says.

That cleared my head and made me feel better. I remember what Caleb said. What if he tries to ruin my life because of what I did? What if he wouldn't stop until he had me in his bed?

"Dad! I want to travel somewhere and cool my head as well. I want to unwind and… maybe he'll stop trying to hook up with me. I know he will avenge what I did to him," I suggest. My dad crosses his arms and caresses his chin.

"Are you sure that's the only reason? I know you can handle Caleb. Are you trying to run away from your training, hmm?"

I smiled and nodded. "Please dad? Just a few weeks or months. I promise I'll come home as soon as I can!"

My dad sighs. "Okay. Which country, then?" my dad asks.