"Good evening, Madam Lena," the security said, saluting the slow-moving BMW as it neared the garage.

He followed the vehicle as if a treasure was inside that needed to be guided once it exited.

'I'm sure she will give me the daily tip. I just can't wait to go out to the bar this evening also.' A smile tore across his face as his mind reeled with thoughts.

A low metallic puff echoed as the driver's side door was pushed forward. A white lady's shoe exited and touched the paved ground.

The pebbles scattered on the ground screamed as Lena exited fully from the car. She closed her eyes, exhaustion filling her like blood in her veins, then exhaled sharply.

"Pablo," she said faintly, staring at the security man standing two feet away from her and the car. Her exhausted face reddened when she saw the black driver's gate not closed.

'Oh, God! Why do I always need to do this?!' she screamed heavily in her head, her jaw tightening. "Pablo, today too!!!" she said aloud, then whipped her right arm toward the door's direction.

As if feeling the tension in the air, the ground gave way for dust to pour out as the security dashed forward. 'How come I forgot today too?'

Clang.

He slammed the door on the metal rod, locked it, then dashed back to Lena. "Sorry, madam," he said and bowed, showing a genuine gesture of accepting his mistake.

"It's okay, but…" Lena said, then paused.

Pablo's eyes widened as he stared at the ground. 'Don't say you won't give me the tip. Don't. Please don't say that. Pleaseeee.'

His heart turned into a frantic drum in his chest, his body stiffening.

Lena exhaled again, turned, opened the door of the car, and then turned back to Pablo. "You will have no tip today."

She grabbed her white bag, hung it on her left arm, then trod toward the mansion.

Only after her footsteps faded did Pablo move again.

Pablo stood there, his eyes welled up with tears, yet none fell. "Oooh, see what you have caused!" he ranted at himself, his voice loud.

He clasped his hand over his mouth when he saw his madam turn her head slightly toward his direction.

'Did she hear?' He kept a steady gaze at her, remained quiet until she vanished, entering into the mansion.

The moment the door closed behind her, his restraint snapped.

Pablo spread his arms, then slammed them together. Pam. The clapping sound echoed loudly, and the lower leaves of the yellow apple tree wobbled in the air.

"SHIT!" he cursed under his breath. "How can I get to see the lady I promised to meet this evening?"

He turned an angry expression toward the mansion's closed door. 'So not closing the door grants you the power to not give me my tip, huh?' He squeezed his eyes as the thought reeled over and over in his mind.

With nowhere else to vent his anger, he turned away.

He threw a blow in the air, as if fighting with an invisible being, then walked toward his office on the right side of the door.

Inside the small office, the atmosphere felt heavier.

Inside, he kept a saddened gaze at the picture of a fair lady, stripped of all clothing except a thin red panty.

His lips swelled as he exhaled sharply. He slammed his butt on the leathered office chair behind a brown two-foot table. The leather sank low, then sent out a faint, fluffy sound.

"Damn…" he said, raised his right arm, and slammed it hard on the table. All four legs of the table trembled as the impact vibrated through it, from the top to the tip of the stands.

He tilted his gaze at the picture once again, then shook his head. The smile of the lady from last night resurfaced in his mind so vividly that he felt as if she were closer to him.

"Well, since I won't be able to meet her, let me download an adult rated movie on my phone so I can beat my meat with it, staring at her picture."

He pressed the power button of his iPhone 20 Pro. The dark screen lit up instantly, showing him the tiny apps he had customized into the sensual parts of a naked lady.

He wet his lips with his tongue, then pressed on the nipple-shaped application. "What is that latest movie that has so much intense nudity in it that it will put me in the mood after watching for just two seconds?"

Time passed in silence as he searched.

He closed one eye, thought of some. After two minutes, his eyes glittered strangely, biting his lower lip hard.

Beads of blood seeped out from where his brown teeth had pressed, but he minded not.

The night outside settled into an uneasy stillness, broken only by the distant hum of the estate's lights.

Meanwhile, as Lena entered the mansion, she threw the bag on the big, long couch, then sat down like a depressed dragon.

'How come I couldn't save that six-year-old boy?' She thought, clasped her face in her palms, breathing heavily.

She brushed her fingers through her brown hair, combing them and loosening the ponytail she had made Jinx do for her in the morning.

She lowered herself, her back pressing hard against the couch at shoulder level, then closed her eyes.

Silence filled the room until it was broken by approaching footsteps.

After two minutes, she cracked her eyes open as footsteps echoed from behind the couch. 'Who is that coming to disturb my already burdened mind?' She thought, her face reddening.

'Why is aunty sitting on the couch without even caring about changing from her work outfit like she normally does?' Kai, who kept his footsteps slow, thought as he closed in on the couch.

Lena turned, her already depressed neck adding more weight to her mind as a bone-crackling sound erupted from her.

"Kai," she said, her expression softening.

Kai responded, "Aunty." He moved toward her on the left side. "Is everything all right?" he added, his tone sounding more like a sick person to himself.

"Hmm, yeah," Lena answered, shaking her head. "How are you feeling today?" she asked, standing, her height being slightly taller than Kai's.

"Yeah, I followed the prescription and remedy you gave me this morning," Kai answered, then smiled.

Lena grabbed her bag, walked toward him, then brushed the fingers of her right hand through his black-and-blue hair.

The moment felt fragile.

New footsteps echoed, slivering the aunty-son feeling Kai was enjoying. 'JINX!!!' Kai screamed in his head when he saw Jinx closing in on them, smiling.

Jinx kept her smile on, placing her steps like a bride nearing the altar. "Let me take your bag, Aunty Lena," she said, stretched her arms forward, then grabbed the bag from Lena's arm.

"How many times do I need to say this, Jinx?" Lena said, her exhausted mind exploding in her skull. "Don't call me aunty, call me Lena." She scolded Jinx for a while, then tapped her on the left shoulder.

"There are just a few years between our ages, and also, I have not given birth, so stop calling me that, else…" she paused, her chest rising.

Jinx's expression shifted.

"Ahem…" Jinx cleared her throat and turned a cunning expression at Kai. "Well, aun—Lena." She paused, shook her head. "I don't think you will like what I'm going to tell you."

Lena stopped abruptly, one leg raised and ready to land on the first transparent stair. "What is it that I won't like?" Lena asked, confusion filling her voice.

Jinx squeezed her eyes, tilted her head in synchronization with her right arm toward Kai.

"Kai!" Lena screamed on top of her voice, then tilted her gaze sharply at Jinx. "What has happened that you are not telling me?"

Jinx cleared her throat again, then swallowed hard. "Worse than you can imagine."

The last hope in Kai dropped into his stomach in a flash.

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