Chapter 22

Muse
I am very happy to have Dr. Euniel as a psychologist. He is so sweet and caring towards me. I like the way he speaks to me, it makes me feel confident. Despite my reluctance to confide in him concerning my sorrowful past, he doesn't force anything. He lets me progress at my normal pace. He's been following me for a month already, and we have developed a certain closeness that came naturally along the time. I see myself more at ease and assured talking cheerfully with him.
"You are so young and so responsible, however, busy all the time. How do you manage to relax once in a while? So you spend your whole life working like this?" I ask him in an admiring tone.
"I must agree with you that I don't get out for relaxation purpose. Most often, I spend the majority of my time locked away either at work or in my office at home doing various tasks. I never thought about the question of relaxing or taking walks in any particular way. I guess in reading a book lying on my bed at the end of a hard day's work, or watching a documentary on television, is enough for a leisure activity." He responds by surprising me at the same time.
"But that's not relaxing at all! You're going to get old quickly by doing this. Why don't you go out and have fun time, for example? You could invite your girlfriend or fiancée to a restaurant, to the ice cream parlor or even to the beach! You must smile at life and enjoy yourselves in one another's company." I tell him surprised by his boring routine.
"To tell you the truth, as surprising as it can be, I don't have a girlfriend." He said to me, smiling with an embarrassed air.
"It's not true doctor, you're kidding me! A guy as hot as you doesn't have a girlfriend?! No, you're saying it for fun!" I continue to exclaim finding this young man more out of the ordinary.
"Nope, I'm really serious, I have no girlfriend and I even nerver had one. I must admit that I spent a lot of time studying and working to the point that I neglected this part of my life. What's more, I had not found it interesting to have a girlfriend before. But I did not know that you find me so hot!" He replies while giving me a flirtatious look and I feel so embarrassed. This part came out so spontaneously that I didn't even watch my words.
"That's not what I meant..." I reply, ashamed and lowering my head.
"Here's what we're going to do, relying on what you said, you're not used to going out to relax either. So I'm going to suggest you go out to the usher in town. I spotted a good place and they make good ice cream, I'm sure you'll like it." He offers me a serious look. I slowly look up at him to check if he's not kidding.
"I don't think that's a good idea." I stammer becoming tense.
"Why so? I think it would make you crazy to go out for a walk and discover this city. It will help you forget or think less about your sad past." He said to me in a voice full of tenderness. His gaze on me is so sweet.
"No... It's better if you go alone. I'm fine at home." I retort with insistence. The young doctor looks at me with eyes full of affection. It's as if he wanted to understand me, to help me get better.
"Muse, you're still so young and I know you've been through horrible things that must have traumatized you. But if you survived and you can still smile, it's because you're a strong young girl. I tell you that many people could not have survived this and come out of it on your feet like you are. But tell yourself that these traumatic events are part of your past, that they should not define you and you. prevent you from continuing your life. In which case, those gebs who harmed you will have prevailed over you." The doctor spoke with such solicitude in his eyes and in his voice. As for me, I don't believe in that kind of kindness anymore. I haven't even succeeded in getting rid of my distrust of Mr. Hawam yet, but he is still there, wanting to come to the charge.
"Why are you doing this? What are your intentions? What are you aiming for after this?" I successively ask him the questions with a wary air.
"I can't tell you the real reason that pushes me to act in this way towards you. Perhaps it is the fact that you are my patient and that I have the ardent desire to see you healed? But always is- I have this feeling, this desire that drives me to see you come out stronger after your trauma. And above all, I would like to see you smile. Because believe me, your smile is by far the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. You deserve to rebuild yourself despite your painful past and I want to help you. Will you allow me?" The doctor looks at me with his delicate gaze. I don't know what's going on, but his eyes have a way of creating confusion in me.
"I don't think anyone has ever said such kind words to me and if you are so concerned about my condition, I would like to accept your invitation to go out." I say in a small voice.
"Great! So we'll go out this Saturday." He replies looking excited.
Paulina
A week later, I tell my husband that Pen has to move.
"Really? But why? Is it because of my return home?" He asks surprised.
"No my darling, it has nothing to do with it. Pen came to settle in this house because he had certain financial problems at that time and that they had to be resolved. But recently, he managed to settle them. It just coincided with your return. Besides, he asks me to thank you for your hospitality." I lie to Georges so that he doesn't suspect anything.
"And where will he go to live?" He asks me the question with a worried look.
"He's already found an apartment that he's going to rent. Don't worry about that. He even started looking for an apartment before you got home. He didn't know you were going to be back until his moving house." I keep lying.
Thanks to our pimping activities, Pen and I have amassed a good fortune with which we have bought apartments and houses, including the apartment where he is going to live. We do our best to appear discreet. Georges is completely unaware that I have all these possessions and I hope he will never find out.
"And I guess he's getting married soon?! Besides, does he have at least one girlfriend? I've never seen her in the company of a woman. he intends to at least get married / settle, have children and start a family? Georges said to me, taking me out of my thoughts. Why is he asking me this question? His question pisses me off to the point where I quickly show my anger through my reply.
"How does it concern you if he gets married or not? Is it his life or yours?"
"Why do you feel offended by my question? As Oent's big sister, I believe it's more up to you to ask yourself that kind of question and advise him to seek marriage. He doesn't is not a child because his age increases over the years. You better talk to him while it's time, because you better than anyone know the importance of building a family." He continues to insist, making me more angry.
"You did say he's not a child, so he knows perfectly well what he's doing. It's none of our business if he gets married or not. Now you're going to excuse me because I I have better things to do than listen to your foolishness!" I conclude our conversation by getting up and leaving him alone in the room.
Euniel
In my entire career, I had never been so interested in one of my patients. She is so sweet and so vulnerable. I have this constant desire to watch over her, comfort her and make her forget all the trauma she went through in her life. So young and so experienced. Although she has not yet told me about this painful past, I can feel in her gestures and her look that it was quite a traumatic experience. I want to make her forget her trauma, and I know I'll get there even for that I have to implement all the psychological techniques to heal her. I think this girl got into my brain. I can no longer concentrate on work, or anything, as my thoughts are constantly on her. I only see his face all day long. His smile never leaves my head. She is so radiant when she smiles. I could spend all day and all night gazing at it without getting tired of it, it is so beautiful to eat. I was very happy when she accepted my appointment.
"Dude, what's been on your mind so much lately?" Ulrich, one of my training colleagues and who became my employee in this clinic, asks me while I am in my office during the lunch break.
"Why do you say that? I don't think anything is bothering me. I'm still the way I always was." I answer him embarrassed that he has noticed my appearance lately.
"My brother, don't forget that I am your friend and I know you better than anyone. work has always been the best way for you to concentrate. I can only see one explanation for that." He replies without letting go.
"Ah yes? What is this explanation that you see Mr friend who knows everything?" I ask him with an ironic tone.
"There's a woman hiding behind your scattered look lately. That's the only explanation I can think of. Tell me I'm wrong." He responds by aiming right in the middle. At first I want to deny it, however I think why not talk to him about it, after all he's my friend and he might be able to give me his opinion on the matter. So I decided to tell him about the situation.
"You're right mate. There's a woman that's been bothering me a bit lately, but..."
"I knew it, I was right. Now I would like to know everything about her. Who is she? Where does she come from and what does she do for a living? I am curious to know everything about this nugget d'or who managed to soften the heart of the great doctor Euniel who was only interested in his job." Ulrich said cutting me off. His look so enthusiastic and curious amuses me at the same time.
"Calm down Colombo! She's just one of my patients, Mr. Hawam's daughter. Finally, a girl he recently decided to take under his wing. You'll see, she's so beautiful and at the same time drags a very painful past for her so young age. For the moment, I do not yet know what I feel for her, but I can reassure you that she does not leave me at all indifferent. I want to be with her all the time and I think about her all day long. Even at night, it's her image that comes into my dreams. I also think I must have an effect on her, but she doesn't realize it yet. Her past could be detrimental to a possible relationship." I tell my friend who smiles with a look of excitement.
"Wow! Looks like Cupid finally peeked into my friend's house and his arrow went straight into his heart! But what are you waiting for to ask him out on a date?" He asks me excitedly.
"Right now, I'm going to take it easy with her. Firstly because she's been through trauma, but also because I don't want to rush things between us without being sure of our feelings, at least. may regret it later." I answer Ulrich sure of myself.
Getting Muse on a date is a big step, not only in terms of the relationship between her and me, but also in terms of her healing. She is already lowering her guard little by little and she agrees to go out with me. This is a very good sign. On Saturday evening as agreed, I pick her up in front of Mr. Hawam's house. I call her to let her know I'm outside her house and she leaves after about ten minutes. I was out of the car, leaning against the car waiting for him. Just looking at her makes my breath hitch. She is wearing a straight dress that is quite ample, but which draws her perfect shapes in such a way as to make her even more attractive. Her long, frizzy hair is pulled back into a bun. She wears mules with not very high heels. She looks like a model from the most envied catwalks. This girl is so breathtakingly beautiful. I could watch it for a very long time without getting tired of it. And when she smiled, it was like the effect of a ray of sunshine in a room filled with humidity. My heart starts beating a thousand an hour. I stood frozen admiring her as she left her house.
"Good evening doctor!" His voice pulls me out of my reverie and I come to myself with a start.
"Good evening Muse, you look very beautiful tonight!" I compliment her, staring at her.
"Do you think I'm different? Yet it's still me who used to come to your clinic all the time." She quips, smiling. I'm hypnotized by this smile and I answer without being able to take my eyes off her
"So that means you're very beautiful all the time."
And I wasn't talking idle words. Muse is endowed with an angelic beauty, with a pleasant face to behold. She has a wasp waist and fairly generous curves. Her buttocks are well shaped and her still standing breasts are comparable to large ripe mangoes inviting them to be picked and eaten without delay. Above all, she has a model size with endless legs that are pleasant to see. I never tire of gazing at her with admiration. I was like on another planet lost in his gaze, when his suave and soft voice brings me back to reality.
"Thank you for the compliment, I'm flattered coming from you. How about we leave now?"
"Oh Of course!" I hasten to answer by going to open the car door for him. She sits inside and I take my turn at the wheel, then we take the road to the glacier.
Paulina
Pen eventually moved into our apartment. I'm very happy because now we can do whatever we want without having my husband on our backs all the time. It's true that things are not like before when he lived at home. At that time, we were together all the time and we saw each other constantly without worrying about the presence of anyone. But now I have to pretend I want to go to the market or somewhere so that George doesn't suspect something. Fortunately, moreover, Georges' leave is at an end. I was tired of carrying it all day long. A real glue skin that one. I can now go out as I want while he is at work, especially since I have hired a housekeeper who takes care of everything at home. Indeed, since Pen no longer lives in my house, I decided to hire one, given that my children are not of great importance to me in this area. I had hesitated to take one when Pen was still living here, for fear that he would end up seducing her. I know him very well and I know that he is a good womanizer. Now that he has moved, I no longer have any fear that this will happen.
I spent the day today at Pen's apartment. We spent the day jumping on each other like goats in heat, I had missed him so much. At the end of our part of legs in the air, we are lying still out of breath from the efforts we have made.
"Have you been able to progress in your research on the fugue of Muse and the man who helped him to do so?" Pen asks me the question lying against me.
"Yes, I know who that man is behind his runaway. It's a man called Hawam and you won't guess who it is." I answer Pen by leaning on my elbow.
"Who is it then?" Pen wonder ahead more curious.
"He is a super powerful businessman who is known in this country and the rest of the world. He has big successful businesses in this country and across the continent." I reply to Pen looking discouraged.
"That's not true! And how did such a wealthy man end up using the services of our brothel? Generally, they don't come to our hotel." Pen asks me the question, looking puzzled.
"It's also the same question that I ask myself. It seems that he was bored and that he just wanted a change of air and environment of attendance. Cécile told me that he did not seem at all so rich when he got in touch with her. He introduced himself as just a client." I tell Pen who listens to me attentively.
"What are we going to do against him? No need to remind you that a Personality as important as him cannot be attacked anyhow, for fear of losing our skin." Pen he warns.
"I know it very well and I've even thought about how we should deal with him. He knows our secrets and he can be dangerous for us. Who knows if he's not trying to bring us down? this moment? He has discovered one of our flaws and he can use it against us." I reply to Pen thoughtfully.
"The only thing we can do against him is to act by trickery."
"Yes, I agree with you. We have the advantage that he does not know us yet. He does not know that we are behind the brothel. We can therefore use this advantage against him and get closer to him. And then we'll see how to hit him when the time is right." I explain to Pen who agrees with this strategy.