Chapter 4. Meeting the Angel Prince

Sunny’s POV

I was yawning while walking down the road off to our University when a man suddenly appeared in front of me. He was wearing a black suit and black shades on his eyes, looking like a complete member of men in black. “Sunny Peruvian, am I mistaken, ma’am?”

I blinked. “H-How did you know my name?”

The man took his shades off and bowed at me. “I apologize for the unexpected approach. I’m Edward Winkinson, Ma’am Peruvian.”

Oh, so he was a middle-aged man. I wondered what he wanted from me. I furrowed my brows at him and scanned him from his head down to his feet. “Do you need something from me?” 

Edward cleared his throat and stood straight. “May I ask you to come with me for five minutes ma’am.”

“W-What?! H-Hey old man, I-I don’t play with people that are way older than me! T-That’s pedophilia!” I was about to run away, but then two men suddenly hopped outside a black limousine and took hold of me. “Who are you?! L-Let go of me!”

“I apologize Miss Peruvian but our boss wants to see you so please cooperate,” Edward said again. 

“Boss? Who’s boss? Are you a member of a mafia?!”

Edward didn’t reply. He beckoned the men to drag me inside the car, and so they did. “Let go of me, please! Don’t know what I did wrong! And my parents don’t have that much money to give as a ransom! I still want to meet my prince charming, please! I still want to accomplish Denver’s story!!” I yelled and yelled inside the car, but the men seemed not to hear any of it. Ugh, for sure, Seb had already been waiting for me. I tried to get my phone inside my bag, but one of the men grabbed it from me. “What the—

“Sorry Miss Peruvian but you’re not allowed to use your phone until you finally able to talk with our boss.”

“Who’s that boss you’re talking about, huh?! And what does he really want from me! It’s impossible that someone’s really mad at me because I don’t even talk to people!” I scowled. But just like what they always did, they pretended not to hear me. I’ll surely kick that man’s ass when I see him.

The limousine suddenly stopped, and the men stepped out of the limo while dragging me with them. It was a huge twenty-five-story building made from spandrel glass and steel.

My eyes widened. “F-Furlord?!”

The men kept dragging me inside the company then we rode the elevator. Everyone, there was looking at me with furrowed brows. And some were judging me quietly, and some even laughed. Furlord, that was the surname of the man in that photo! But why does he want to see me? Is he going to sue me or kill me?! Oh My God, Sunsun, what have you done!

“Please go inside, Miss Peruvian.” Said the man named Edward when we finally reached a grey oakwood door with ‘CEO’S Office written inconspicuously in steel. My heart started beating fast. I gulped as I glanced at Edward. “D-Do I really need to g-go inside?” I showed him pleading eyes, but the old man ignored me and just nodded.

Why did it feel like I was going to enter hell? Oh God, for sure, there were cops waiting for me inside. Edward opened the door for me. I took the deepest breath I could ever have before I finally stepped inside. A different fragrance wafted through the air, a fragrance that encouraged me to sleep. I roamed my eyes around the office and saw how big it was. Everything was made of grey, the wall, the ceiling, and even the large couch located at the center under a huge chandelier hanging on the ceiling.

There was a grey wooden desk near the couch and behind that was a man wearing a charcoal-colored suit, glancing at the ceiling-to-wall windows, making me only see his sexy back, which perfectly showed by his perfectly-fitted suit. His hair was blonde which fell perfectly down to his nape. “M-Mr. Furlord?”

His back straightened as I spoke as if he was startled. He slowly tilted his head towards me, and my mouth was agape the moment that I finally saw his face. Damn, he looked exactly like an angel. He was so handsome in the photo but what he looked like in real life was so ethereal. I was just staring at him when he suddenly spoke. “Miss Peruvian?”

How could a man be this handsome? His eyes were emerald, his pointed nose had a mole on the side of its tip, and his lips were red as if it has been kissed a million times. “Miss Peruvian?” 

I came back to my senses when he spoke again. “S-Sorry.” I immediately said. Did I almost drool over him? This was the very first time that I saw a handsome man after Henry.

He chuckled, and that was the sexiest chuckle I’ve ever heard. He gave me a smile, “Please take your seat, Miss Peruvian.”

I nodded. “O-Okay…”

He sat on the couch across mine and crossed his legs. His stare was quite intimidating. I kept my head low while playing with my own fingers. Why was I so nervous? He was the most handsome man I’ve ever seen in my life. “So, I guess you already know why I made you come here?” his voice was calm and bright.

I finally had the urge to look at him, and I almost fell from the couch when I realized that he was smiling at me. I bit my lower lip as I averted my gaze. “I-I’m really, really sorry for using your photo Mr. Furlord. I didn’t mean it. I really thought no one would ever notice it and—

“But you do know that stealing someone’s photo without their permission is inappropriate, right?”

I nodded my head and shifted my gaze towards him again. “I’m really sorry Mr. Furlord, I promise not to do it again please forgive me.” He suddenly stood up, so I stood up too. 

“My face has been on the front page of newspaper and my name can be heard all over the news. That makes every person that I meet ask me whether I had sex with you when I barely even know you. Do you know how that could affect my business?”

My head remained lowered. “But I understand, I know you only wanted to catch the audience’s attention and weren’t able to see any photo that can be used as your book cover.”

I glanced at him. “Y-You do?”

“Of course.” He said. “And how can I sue a woman?”

My eyes sparkled. Oh, what a kind man he is! He’s truly an angel Prince! Not just because of his looks but because of his character too!

“Thank you so much Mr. Furlord! Thank you so much, you are the most handsome and the kindest person I have ever met!” I blurted out. He then laughed again. Even his laugh sounded so handsome. Oh God, why are you so unfair!

He sat once more and crossed his legs. “Now give me five hundred million.”

My smile suddenly faded. “H-Huh?”

He crossed his arms and fixed his eyes on me, but this time, the smile on his face wasn’t there anymore, and all I could see was his sharp gaze as if he was going to eat me alive. “I won’t sue you unless you pay me.”

“P-Pay you? But I don’t even have that much money. A-And I thought you have already forgiven me?”

“Forgiveness is only given to those who deserve it. But to people who use other people to get attention like you? You don’t deserve it.” He said nonchalantly. My mouth was agape. Why is he suddenly talking like this? The last time I checked, he told me that he had already forgiven me, and he even smiled at me like an angel, but now, where is that Angel Prince?!

“B-But I didn’t intend to use your photo just because I wanted to be famous or to get noticed by people. I-I had no choice….” I muttered. “P-Please, Mr. Furlord, d-don’t sue me… I’m willing to pay you little by little….”

He suddenly laughed. His laugh sounded like that of a demon. “Miss Peruvian, I don’t take bits of money, I want it whole, in cash, RIGHT NOW.” 

I blinked. “But I already told you that I don’t have that amount of money, I’m still a student and an aspiring writer!”

“I don’t care. You should’ve thought about that before you used my photo.”

My blood suddenly boiled. I balled my hands into a fist and looked at him with sharp eyes. “I already said sorry, okay? Isn’t that enough? I know I was wrong, but you have no right to treat me like this! I will pay you! Even if that would mean to pay you until the day I die!” I yelled, which made him widen his eyes. “Here’s my I.D, and take that as proof that I have no intention of running away from my mistake from you. I will pay you every month, or every week if I can, okay? Sorry but I still have classes.” I said as I turned around, ready to step out of his office but then he suddenly grabbed my hand. 

“Don’t you dare turn your back to the great Damon Furlord.”

I looked at him skeptically. “I already said that---

“If you can’t pay me, then be my slave instead.” He said.

“W-What did you say? S-Slave?!”

He crossed his arms. “You’ll do anything that I want you to do.”

“Are you insane?! Just because you are insanely rich, you can already boss everyone around!”

“Then just let me sue you. What a bad start for an aspiring writer, right? For sure no one’s going to read your books now.” He said. 

I gulped. I was not rich, so I couldn't pay him, and just like what he said, I was still an aspiring writer. I loved writing so much, and I loved having people appreciate what I write, if ever they knew that I used someone’s photo without his permission, and knowing that someone was not just an ordinary person but a CEO of a well-known company for sure this would be the end of my career. I heaved the deepest sigh I could ever have for my entire life as I glanced at him, “Fine.”

His brows rose up. “That’s my girl. Well then, you may go now. I’ll call you tomorrow.”

“O-Okay…”

I walked towards the door. As soon as I closed the door behind me, I screamed so loud without even knowing that the people outside were all looking at me as if I was going crazy. 

"Ehehe... S-Sorry..." I said as I walked past them. Damn you, Damon Furlord. I'm really going to kill you one day.”