Chapter 8

I woke up with a much lighter head. Looking towards the window, there is not yet a ray of sunshine between the curtains. It's probably still night, I sigh. The more my chest hurts, my coughing and vomiting are also getting more frequent. I've never felt this much pain because Dad and Madam often gave me sleeping pills, which made me weaker. I looked the other way when I saw Gruvv curled up on the couch, his long legs hanging and not all covered in blankets. He looks like a giant. I sat, slowly got out of b, ed and approached him. He slept with his eyebrows knitted together like he was thinking about something, his teeth were grinding, and I could smell his pheromones in the room. Sweet Tangerines. It smells so soothing. I crouched beside the sofa, staring fixedly at his face. The faces I don't know will be very familiar because every day I saw it. He said he is the son of the Dhurudatta family. Of course, I know that the family is already famous as a big mafia. All I hear is that the entertainment district around the capital is theirs. And also because dad took an awful lot of loans on them. Why is he nice to me? What's he up to? I can do anything, but I can't do any work related to sexual intercourse, I can't sell my body to people who smell disgusting. "Is it nice to watch me sleeping?" I jumped up in surprise when I heard Gruvv speak. Fell, sitting on the carpet, nd the man opened his eyes. He smiled broadly, showing his neat row of teeth. "Seeing you've been able to walk from bed to sofa, I think you've gotten a lot better." He said, sitting on the couch. He looked at me and then patted the sofa next to him gently, hinting that I sit up and sit next to him. Like a little dog, I obeyed his command. "Still hurt?" He asked again. I shrugged, "Not anymore.." I answered slowly. He nodded, then picked up his phone, which was on the table. "Why are you sleeping here?" Now it's my turn to ask. I don't want to know what the answer is; it's just that the quiet atmosphere of the room makes me nervous for no reason. This room was filled with his sweet pheromone. I was afraid that my body would react with it, even though the pheromone scent he emitted was not a seductive one. "You're going to throw up again, if there's no one here, I'm sure you're going to have a hard time, Shiloh." He replied, he spoke without looking at me, his eyes were still busy staring at the phone, nd his fingers were busy typing. "Gruvv.." My call made his fingers stop typing, and his hand turned to me with an expression I could already guess. I haven't even started talking yet, but Gruvv seems to know what I want to talk about. "Let me speak., I told him, trying to keep him quiet and not interrupt me. He sighed, put away his phone, and now we both sit our backs on the sofa. We were not facing each other, sitting side by side with our faces to the wall in front of us. "What's your plan again?" The same question kept coming out of my mouth. Gruvv didn't answer right away, and Ande sighed once more. I could feel the smell of his pheromones changing again; his man really couldn't control his pheromones even though he was a Dominant Alpha. "I don't know.." He said, making me turn my head. "What?" I looked at him, confused. He never answers me correctly. "I don't know what my plans are for you. Well, at first I had a lot of plans, but for now I still don't think about it." He stroked his cheek. "Why?" He played with his lips, then turned to me, shrugged. I'm sure he has a lot to talk about with me, but my condition makes him not want to discuss it. Maybe he thinks it's useless to talk to someone whose life will not last long. I'll die soon anyway. The silence was so heavy that he broke it with a question. "Shiloh, did you know you were guarantor for your father's debts?" That question was like a severe blow to my chest, I looked at him with aorror and confusion. I never heard of it. "Guarantor?" Gruvv took his phone, and then he showed me a loan contract for hundreds of millions of dollars, which, when combined with interest, is almost in the tens of billions. In the column guarantor, there is my name and signature. "I...never...." "I know, I only realized it after seeing you in person. Your father may have forged your signature or set you up to sign this. To be sure, now you're in charge of paying off your father's debt as long as he can't be found." Gruvv explained, he took his phone ifrommy hand and put it again on the table. I felt the blood boiling inside me. My hands clenched into fists, and my body trembled. I was so angry that it felt like my breath was not able to come out. And I knew that I was panicking. I pressed my chest so hard, and Gruvv calmed me down. He called my name again and again. "Shiloh, Shiloh, inhale your breath and slowly exhale... Shiloh.." I grabbed his arm tightly, tears streaming down my cheeks. Our eyes met. Panic attacks again took over my body, Iandand d to hear Gruvv's voice, trying to calm me down. I took a deep breath, and in tears, I tried to control myself. "You're all right, Shiloh..." Gruvv's voice echoed in my ears, and he patted my back softly. However, that anger still lingered in my chest. I was the one who was responsible for my father's debts, now that he had disappeared and taken all that was mine. Mom, I want to get out of here. I don't want to be here. I just want to die.