Chapter 10 Dispute

(Lena's POV)
Rafael was not happy to let me go to school, which I could understand, but he brought me into his company, and by nature, I resisted very much.
He had his ideas, so what I said would just fall on deaf ears. He told me to get out of the car, but I didn't move.
"Rafael, what do you mean by bringing me to your company?"
He pulled the door open for me and looked at me quietly. He just gave me a look to indicate, and that look I read.
If I don't want to die, then I should listen to him and get out of the car quickly.
I secretly clenched my hand, not knowing exactly what he wanted me to do, but if I did work in his company, my freedom would amount to nothing at all.
Sure enough, I guessed correctly.
Raphael took me into his office building, and along the way, I silently endured the curious stares of the people.
But after Rafael's warning with a light cough, the men dutifully withdrew their eyes and went back to their work.
"Lena, since, you do not need to study, then come to find a job, the bar there you do not think about going, and, you that introduced you in the first place, also cut off the relationship to me."
I listened to Raphael's brutal and unreasonable demands, and my face turned a few more shades harder.
But after thinking about the current situation, it doesn't seem possible to discuss it with him yourself.
"What do you want me to do for you?"
My college major has nothing at all to do with the work that Hill Group does.
Of course, I wouldn't mind cleaning Rafael's office, as long as he's okay with it.
"Be my translator."
My brow furrowed as he just informed me what to do, giving me no choice.
"OK, that's fine. Do you mean the ...... that helps you translate documents or the kind that sticks to you?"
Rafael looked at me like I was stupid, and, after asking the question, I felt pretty stupid too.
"I understand."
Although I was very relieved to have a job, I didn't expect Rafael to put me to work right now.
When he took out the company uniform and handed it to me, my face was hard to read.
"You're asking me to change here? You're not kidding, are you?"
The place - Raphael's office - is bright and spacious, but there's nothing to help keep my body out of the way.
He nodded, meaning, right here, change your clothes in front of him.
I was bound to resist, but he didn't seem to be trying to push me.
Rafael's vision was not warm and we froze for quite some time, and I nodded as other employees came knocking on the door.
"Mr. Raphael, the regular meeting in a moment will also require you to personally bring an interpreter out, may I arrange for you to go down?"
He looked at me, "No, just leave it to me."
It was handed to me.
I changed my clothes in front of him, during which I kept reassuring myself that it was just a change of clothes, besides, we had even been in bed.
Only God knows how tormented I was, and after I was glad that this time was finally over, Raphael asked me to go outside and get his information.
"I just got here, and you let me--"
My words were blocked by his gaze, and even though I hadn't even figured out where the Hill Group's gate was, I still had to do the work.
Of course, as I went out to find the information, I was totally surprised to run into an acquaintance here.
William looked a little funny, and he was a little surprised to see me for the first time, and couldn't believe I was even here.
But that didn't delay him from informing those around him of the situation, and then I watched as William approached me.
"Hey! Lena, long time no see!" William looked excited, "What are you doing here ...... still wearing here's-"
"William, I'm glad I can see you here." I didn't want to remember about my uniform, but it was more of a surprise to see William here.
After all, his last name is also Hill.
"Haven't seen you for a long time, Lena, no longer planning to work at the bar?"
I nodded, "Yes, I re-found my job."
"Do you work here yet?"
"That's right."
"If you needed a job, you could have come to me in the first place with your - your badge."
William suddenly put his eyes on my clothes, I followed his line of sight and read the words on it: president's translator.
The president is Rafael.
When I realized this, I immediately felt my surroundings freeze.
"You know Rafael?"
I did not answer his question directly, and I felt very confused about my concealment.
"I'm ...... here for the interview, William, and you're looking too bad."
His face was indeed ugly, and of course, I didn't feel any better about my now pale and defensive self.
But he didn't lose his temper, instead, he still gave me a very gentle smile: "Lena, I know you may not like to hear this, but this may not be the right place for you, can you understand what I mean?"
I've rarely seen William look this flustered, I've seen it a long time ago, but that was a long time ago indeed, and he never seemed to lose his poise.
Except for a few things that have to do with me.
Just like now.
I know how he feels about me, but I just think of him as a good friend, but he seems to have more to say about my current "job".
I did not have time to express my doubts, Rafael seemed to suddenly appear, I felt myself leaning behind someone, turned around, and saw Rafael's cold scowl.
I don't know why compared to his previous anger, I think only now he is very angry.
Rafael wrapped one arm around my waist and wrapped me into his arms.
"William, the meeting is about to start, are you going to keep pestering my woman?"
My face was probably no better, but Rafael still didn't let go of me, and his strength increased.
"Rafael, Lena doesn't want to work for you, you can't force her, and, I've never heard Lena say that she's your woman."
William's look had become dangerous. I only knew William's last name was Hill, but the fact that his relationship with Raphael was strained to this degree was something I had never expected.
"Raphael, you let me go first."
I spoke very feebly, which instead touched a nerve with Rafael, who suddenly didn't say a word and took me by the hand and left.
William saw me being pulled away and followed.
I have tried to break free from Raphael, but the strength is insufficient.
He pulled me into his office and closed the office door with his hand, and William rapped very hard, even going so far as to kick the door in.
But to no avail.
I don't know where I got the strength from, probably too angry, but I threw off Raphael's hand with a flip.
"Are you done, Rafael? I just had a few words with William."
"Say a few words? Lena, did I permit you to speak to him?"
Raphael's face was as cold as a block of ice, and I hate to admit I cringed a little.
"You're insane!"
Until he came over and held me against his office desk, but he also just held me down like this, "Lena, I'm afraid I see you have more to do with him than just saying a few words, right?"
"What the hell are you babbling about?"
"I'm bullshitting you? How dare you say you didn't have sex with him? Or to this day, you can't get him out of your mind?"
I simply wanted to laugh, having swum on the edge of anger in the face of Raphael's questioning words.
"You're slutty, Lena, but I'm curious, after all the times you've had sex with me, is that size of William still good enough for you?"
I finally understood what it was like to be pissed off, and as Raphael watched, I forgot about the fear I had just felt and kicked him between the legs.
"Get lost! Raphael, do you think anyone is a nasty bastard who only thinks with their lower body like you?"
The kick didn't hit Raphael's body, but it did piss him off.
"I'm nasty?" Raphael let out a laugh, his gaze falling on me, and I just felt my scalp tingle.
"Then I'll show you what it means to be nasty."
I was rolled over and pinned to the table, the marble tabletop soon felt cold to me, and what struck fear into my heart was that he had begun to undress me: "Rafael, wait! Stop! You let go of me!"
My cries mixed with William's increasingly violent slamming of the door, but that didn't stop Rafael.
He had taken most of my clothes off and even if I tried to get up, he would hold my head down and take control again.
"I beg you, Rafael, don't do this, at least not here ......"
"Lena, you made me do this." Raphael still didn't stop, and when I realized he had to do it, I almost gave up struggling in an attempt to save my strength ......
At least don't scream too loudly.
William was still knocking very hard on the door, and his mouth was full of abusive words, but this rather made Rafael go even further.
"No ...... don't! Ah!"
It wasn't until this time that I realized, at least, how gentle Rafael was in his treatment of me.
He leaned down, braced his hands on the table, and kept banging into me with rough and brutal force.
However, besides the pain, I still can't control my moaning at all when doing this kind of thing.
"Lena, tell me, does he fuck you good, or do I fuck you good?"
I simply have no answer to him, this kind of question he should know by heart, but, he has no signs of elimination of anger, the rushing action more and more excessive.
"Scream louder, Lena, do as you're told, let him hear it, what we're about, and no matter what, I'm the only one who can sleep with you in the future."