The loser
Damien was seated on the last seat of the private jet, looking at the nine girls. The nine beautiful girls – looked like goddesses – all belonged to the BMX group. A group single handedly picked by one of the most influential billionaires of the world. These gorgeous ladies were flying in a sponsored jet to a VVIP location.
All Damien could do was stare, after all, he was just a helpboy to Alex, their manager. Things he had to do to survive.
This is not an easy job. There are times when you wonder if these rich people have a heart. They treat the people who serve them like dogs – No, no, they treat their pet dogs much better than they treat Damien.
Damien sat down on a chair in the corner, decided to make himself comfortable. It was such a luxury that came once in a lifetime to travel in a private jet. He looked through the window and noticed that there were now flying over an ocean. There was no life at all in view.
Claire, the model with perfect shape who has won several awards, looked in Damien’s direction and saw him leaning comfortably, half of his head showing from the seat. She intentionally spilled her drink on the floor.
“Oops!”
That evil bitch! And that was the trouble Damien would get himself into whenever he tried to get comfortable. If he knew, he would had kept a low profile.
“Where is that loser?”
Alex roared.
“Don’t tell me that he’s really sitting down. What does he think? Going on a vacay?”
Damien rushed off his seat to the drink and began to clean it. Alex kicked him in the ribs,
“Do you really think you’ll get paid if you continue slacking off?”
Damien tucked his head instead of apologizing. If he could have his way, he would beat Alex to pulp or hurt him so badly. But those were his wishful thinking.
“Stand by and attend to the needs of these gorgeous ladies. If you slack off again, I’ll throw you off the jet…”
Damien stood up and went to lean on one of the arms of the seats. Another few girls are laughing. They are Jada, Evelyn and Tendzel. They belonged to a high-bid dance group exclusive to only the elites.
They had the capital to laugh at him, right?
Damien felt really stupid and awkward.
He noticed one person who didn’t say a word. Not even taking notice of their sides. It was Ayisha, the shy young writer who wrote the best selling steamy novels.
his gaze, she lifted her eyes from the novel she was reading and glanced at Damien. There seems to be pity in the eyes. They look at each other for a moment.
felt cared
“Hey, Damien.”
voice called
best porn star
Damien saw her, the moving images of her porn videos he
But not now.
all day
said wryly, and removed her costly heels to reveal her
popstar twins, Mira and
you
thing, Alex was already worked up again. How could someone be so blinded by
started massaging. Few of the ladies made fun
was massaging the other leg. While he massaged her feet, Monalisa suddenly pushed her left toe into his mouth. Damien gagged
peak, Damien threw her foot down and stood
is bullshit.
“Wait what?”
was about to lunge at him. The ladies
what you were
beggar like you really
and repeat those
Damien began to run
said stop there. Do you have a
back to the
huh? Do you want
him again but lost Damien who escaped to the
not
loud bang! And the plane shuddered violently, the shuddering followed by a rapid
“What’s going on?”
is
eyes of the ladies. Damien was no any different. He had
the moment. As far as he could remember, it