He Didn't Know Me

Perry took me into the cloakroom. There were all kinds of clothes in it, including police uniforms and maids' uniforms. "Perry, hurry up. Do you know how important this occasion is today? If it's done, I'll invest in your gallery." A man with a big belly came over and shouted. In the end, he looked at me with his sneaky triangular eyes. "She's the only one? She's so thin." "You know nothing!" Perry coquettishly punched the fat man's chest. "Don't you know what kind of weird temper that man has? Shouldn't we get a special one for him?" The fat man looked me up and down and said, "That's right. Hurry up and ask her to change her clothes. Then send her there." "Why is she changing clothes? That's good." Perry pushed the fat man out. Then, she pulled me to sit in front of the dressing table and said, "Your hairstyle affects the mood of the guests." I nodded and let her comb up all my hair. She tied a high ponytail and looked at me with satisfaction. "That's great." I looked at myself in the mirror and turned left and right. I looked pretty good. My skin was very fair, and I couldn't find any flaws even if I didn't put on any makeup. I pursed my lips slightly, and the shallow dimples were partly visible on my cheeks, which made me look very attractive. "When we get into the private room, light the cigarette for the boss if he wants to smoke, pour tea for him when he puts down his cup, and massage his back when he twists his waist. Do you remember?" Perry took me to the private room 777 and warned me carefully. I should light cigarettes, pour tea, and massage his back. I nodded blankly. "It's really hard to be a waiter in the city." When I pushed the door open, I saw an antique tea room. Three men and two girls were sitting at different tables. The man on the main seat was particularly handsome. He was the only one who was not surrounded by girls. His facial features were distinct, and his eyes were cold. I was stunned and stood at the door with melancholy. Wasn't this my big brother, Abdi? The fat man looked back and was obviously stunned when he saw me. After a few seconds, he said, "Come in and sit next to Mr. Smith." I didn't want to go there now. I just wanted to run away. The last time when I was at home, he didn't even look at me, and he even despised me in his words and deeds. Why should I ask for a snub? I was really unlucky today. I ran into all the members of the Smith family. Abdi sipped his tea and looked up at me. His face was expressionless as if he was looking at a stranger. Huh? Didn't he recognize me? I remembered that my bangs covered most of my face last time. He didn't know what I looked like at all, and it was normal that he didn't know me. Then what was I afraid of? I walked over and sat next to Abdi according to the fat man's instructions. The smell of his body was still very pleasant. It was the faint smell of cologne. The fat man glanced at me, and I looked at him again. The fat man glanced at me again. I tilted my head and didn't understand what he meant. The next second, he became anxious. He thumped his legs and said, "What are you thinking? Pour some tea for Mr. Smith!" "Oh." I clumsily picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Abdi. The hot tea almost spilled. The girl next to him covered her mouth and snickered. "Are you new here? You can only make the cup seventy percent full. What do you mean by filling the whole cup?" "Ah? I didn't know it." I quickly picked up the teacup and poured a little tea on the ground. "Mr. Smith, have some tea." The fat man sitting opposite him covered his face helplessly. "What the hell?" Abdi looked at the cup of tea but didn't make a move. "Are you new here?" "Yes." I had been a waitress, but I just served plates. It was really the first time I'd poured tea. Abdi glanced at my face. "How old are you?" "Almost 19 years old." My voice was very low, for fear that he would recognize me through the voice. It was also this kind of soft voice that made me seem gentle. Finally, Abdi picked up the cup of tea, blew on it, took a sip, and said to the fat man, "Perry has put in a lot of effort." "We live off you. Shouldn't we put in a lot of effort to please you? As long as you like her." The fat man put a lighter and a cigar box in front of me. I knew what he meant. I opened the box, took out a cigar, and handed it to Abdi. I waited with the lighter in my hand. The fat man was so scared that he grabbed the lighter. "This girl has never done this before. She doesn't know how to do it. Let me do it." He held a cigar with his thick fingers and used a lighter to burn it again and again. It was not until the cigar was completely lit that he respectfully handed it to Abdi with both hands. "Although she's not very sensible, she's clean." "All right, the contract will be delivered to your company tomorrow." Abdi interrupted him irritably and took a deep drag on his cigar. The smoke dispersed, causing me to cough. "Oh, thank you, Mr. Smith." The fat man happily bowed, like a dog who had been rewarded by its master. Abdi rose to his feet and walked towards the door. "Mr. Smith, this girl..." The fat man caught up with him and sent Abdi to the door. Abdi turned to look at him. "Does she have anything to do with me?" "No, please." The fat man narrowed his eyes after seeing Abdi off. "He doesn't want you, but I do. The new project has started, and I want to be luckier." I didn't understand, but the other two girls smiled happily and said, "Mr. Williams, I've prepared the blue pills for you. Don't be like what you did last time when you slept with me." The fat man waved to the girl impatiently. "Come on. I'm awesome in bed. Girl, come with me!" "Where are we going?" I asked curiously. The girl smiled even more arrogantly. "Mr. Williams will give you a lollipop. Oh no, Mr. Williams's is a walking stick candy." "Haha." The two women and one man laughed together. I really didn't eat stick candy. Although I didn't understand, I followed the fat man obediently. The fat man took me upstairs. There were also boxes on this floor, but... Oh my god, there was a big bed in the box. There was not only a bed but also a few ropes on the wall. Even the chair next to the bed looked strange. There were no seats on the chair, and there was a pile of shackles on the handle. "Crack." Mr. Williams closed the door and rushed to me while rubbing his greasy palms. "It's been so many years since I've met such a pure girl." "Mr. Williams, is there any candy here?" I felt that something was wrong, so I kept stepping back. As a result, I tripped over the corner of the bed and almost fell on the bed. "Candy, there it is!" As he said this, he began to untie his belt. I panicked. "What, what are you doing?" "I'll f*ck you." As soon as he finished speaking, his pants slipped down, revealing his purple underwear under his big belly, and I smelled a stinky smell. "You, don't come over, woo-woo!" I finally understood why he asked me to come with him. I cried so hard that I couldn't breathe. I quickly climbed up to the windowsill. "Just jump! I don't believe that you dare to jump." The fat man said and came over to grab me. I held the window frame and looked down. There were three floors and more than ten meters high. If I jumped down, I would be severely injured even if I didn't die. My heart had turned cold. For my innocence, I would make up my mind and jump down today.