Chapter 2 Mistress for…hire

Czarina's POV After I told my dad that I wanted to go to the place where Mommy and daddy had their one-month honeymoon, he agreed right away. Things between them turned bitter but dad remains one of the best dads in the world. "Have a safe trip and call me as soon as you arrive in Quebec, okay? Also, I already told the couple who are caretakers of our house about your arrival. As for the problem here, it'll be easy to take care of that," he says. I stood up and embraced my father. He never failed to pamper me with my silly and selfish requests. I am not a fan of material things like designer bags, jewelry, shoes, or even clothes. My selfish request is to serve people. I started to build an orphanage for homeless people and even animals. I'm more into charity work than using my dad's money for things I can't bring when I die. "Thanks Dad. I love you. You're the best daddy and mommy in the whole world. Even if... you know what I mean," I mumbled. He smiled sadly and patted my head. "I know. When are you leaving?" he asks. I smiled and we continued to discuss about my hiatus in my training to become the next chairwoman. I'll continue that after taking my vacation. I know I'll be ready when that time comes. After two days, I arrived in Quebec. My jaw dropped as soon as I saw the place. This isn't just a humble home! This is an expensive two-story mansion in the middle of a farm and ranch! My dad really knows how to surprise me. An old couple comes out and they bow their heads right away. "Greetings to Mistress Czarina. Welcome home here in Quebec," she says. I smiled and touched their shoulders. They raise their heads and look at me in the eyes. "Thank you. Can I have your names, please?" I ask. They look at each other. "I'm Elma and this is my husband, Jerome. We'll take care of your luggage. Your room is ready. Take some rest first and your dinner will be served at exactly 6 in the evening." "Thank you. I really need some sleep," I mumbled. After Elma sends me into my room, I take a short shower and go to bed. This jetlag will bug me for days. I close my eyes and start yawning. I better enjoy my vacation here in Canada. In a week, I toured around the ranch and got tired of riding horses. I also meet the black stallion that is being raised and trained for me to use. I'm glad I know how to ride a horse. I also learned that there are small villages in the northern part of the farm. There are twenty houses and families in there. The farm was 40 hectares and each of the families had their own farmland—a hectare to be exact. As for the ranch where animals were raised, I think it's 8–10 hectares. They also told me that the previous owner died alone and entrusted this place to my Dad. They became friends after meeting each other during their honeymoon here. He died before that nightmare started in my family. "James, Elma, can I have some coconut juice, please? I'm already tired from helping plant the tomatoes. Being a farmer is tiring but it's exciting for me," I remark. Elma gave me a glass of coconut juice. Each of them was surprised that I could work in such heat and learn the things I should know about planting vegetables. "Lady Czarina, we can continue from here. You don't have to work with us," Elma utters. I simply grin. "I'm okay. It feels great to work here anyway," I mumbled. They didn't get the chance to stop me, no matter what they said. I've been staying on the farm for two weeks and now I'm here in town to see what kind of beauty this place has. I cross the street while drinking my cup of coffee. I decided to visit a certain hill where you can see the buildings and the beauty of this town, especially at dusk. On my way up that hill, I stopped when something caught my attention. I hide in a corner and peek again. I saw a man raising his gun and pointing it in a certain direction. "You all deserve this!" he roars in a controlled voice but the hatred and wrath are there. I move around to where I can see the face of that man. I can be a star witness if he shoots someone. My forehead wrinkles. I remember this man! I bumped into him in London! "Boss Ciandrei, stop it! What are you doing?!" his secretary says. He grabs the gun in his boss's hand. I breathe deeply. "That was close…" I mumbled to myself. I look at the direction in which he pointed his gun. I saw a man and a woman hugging and kissing each other. They come out of an inn. Wait a second. This scene is kind of intriguing. "They deserve it. They've been fooling around too much. I want to end this misery all at once!" he roars. His secretary isn't afraid of that expression his boss has. He's brave. "Boss Ciandrei, your wife and uncle might be... You know what I mean but ruining your hands with their blood is not worth it. You should know that," his secretary says. He slowly pushed him into the car on his side. "Let's go back instead and talk about this further," his secretary suggested. That man, named Ciandrei, didn't say a word but got inside the car. I hide myself and watch as the car leaves this place. I end up going home after buying some groceries. I lost interest in going to the hill because of what I just witnessed. It reminds me of a painful past. A painful memory that still haunts me. I locked myself in the room and sulked once again. I got up in bed and tried to avert my attention by watching a series on Netflix. I have to stop thinking of that past! At first, it helps but the show that I choose is all about extramarital affairs and cheating. It triggers me and I keep on clicking the keyboard. I was about to throw my laptop away when I heard a creepy tone. I look at the screen. I think… I entered a forbidden website. I got curious and used my skills in hacking. I successfully entered the website and I’m shocked! "Mistress for hire..." I whispered. A certain man out of the 12 pictures caught my eye. The expressions his eyes showed were full of pain, hatred, and sadness. I clicked on his profile and read it. "You are here again, huh? Why not? I'm bored anyway. I want to teach your wife a lesson anyway. She should know the pain of being cheated on," I mumbled. I clenched my fist and a certain woman came inside my head. The next day was the moment that I'd been waiting for. I chose to wear a simple floral dress. It was below the knee and paired with my favorite beige heels. I grab my cup of coffee and take a sip while waiting for the people I'll meet up with. The door opens. I saw them entering the café. His cognac eyes can captivate any woman in just seconds. He has sharp jaws that make his square-shaped face muscular and sexy. He also has a regal nose and sexy lips. His brows and long lashes make his eyes more expressive. He takes his seat and looks at me intently. "Are we just here for a coffee or what?" I mumble.