The Billionaire's Private Stripper

Chapter 1

FROYEE HANNABI'S POV

They say, the life that the Lord gives us is meaningful and His love for us is equal. But I don't understand Him.

Why He gave me all the bad luck in my life today. I don't see where His love is equal when there are many people who are suffering and I am one of those people.

Sometimes I no longer believe that He exists. I was losing confidence and I could only think of one thing at that time. Only we can find a way to get out of this sadness, pain and suffering.

And I was really right, but when I wanted to escape reality, my life that was full of pain and sadness was the first time I trusted Him again.

I ran away even though it was hard, I called Him and whispered to the wind, I prayed silently. I hope He will grant me now. That He would keep me away from the complicated life that I never expected to happen to me.

I was just a child when my mom left me. I was ten years old then and my father had just died.

"Froyo?"

"Why, Mom?" I asked and he suddenly made me sit on the bench. We are at the bus terminal. We are about to board the bus now and we are just waiting. He said we are leaving. We are going to his province to start a new life there.

"Are you hungry, son?" he asked me softly and I nodded in response.

"I'll buy it for you and you'll be here first to wait for the bus. I'll be right back, huh? I'll just buy you something to eat. Just don't leave here, will you, son?” I nodded and yawned more.

"Yes mom. I'm just here."

I waited for a long time until a bus stopped and all the people sitting next to me got on. I turned to the place where my mom passed and I haven't seen her yet. He still didn't come back.

I looked at the bus again because it had started and I wasn't sure if there was another bus that Mama and I could take, other than the first one. I hugged our luggage until I thought of looking for him but I never saw him again.

I cried in fear and I felt like I was going to get dizzy with the number of people walking but I failed to find my mother.

That's when Mama and I parted ways and only one thing stuck in my heart and mind that my Mama intentionally left me so she left. Supposedly he was going to buy me something to eat but he never came back to me.

I cried so much at first until I was taken to the orphanage. At my young age, I learned a lot about life.

I'm still looking for my Mom. Once I went out just to go to the bus terminal. I was lost but I was still in the orphanage until I accepted to myself that I no longer have a mother to take care of me and be with me. I am alone in my life.

I promised then that I would never look for him again and I would forget him. Because I thought he loved me because I was his daughter but he didn't. He still left me after Papa died.

It was painful to accept but I was able to let go of my mother. I used to think that I was lucky just because someone took me in as a couple. The man is Japanese, the woman is Filipina.

They were kind in the beginning, that's what they showed the head nun to trust them to adopt me. But later they still abused me. They made me a maid and to make matters worse they made me work at the bar. That's illegal because I see someone selling drugs. I just don't know where they get it from.

I didn't endure their power for years, because I couldn't leave because we lived in Japan. Until one night my mother almost sold me.

It was a fat afternoon and I was horrified by the way he looked at my body. My mother forced me to wear clothes that almost showed my soul.

I first entertained the man in the afternoon and danced him according to his wishes but when I got a chance I took an empty bottle and hit him hard on the head. All I saw of him was his bleeding head and then I ran away.

I was afraid that I might have killed him so I didn't pay any more attention. I am already 20 years old. I did leave the power of the couple who adopted me, but they still found me. That was the worst thing that happened to me.

"Your face is too thick to leave our power! Who are you to do that, huh?! We fed you! We dress you up! Given a good life!”

Is this the kind of life he gave me? I don't need any more. Only her because I can't stomach it.

I got hits, kicks, slaps and tweaks from him. But not once did I cry. My face still had no emotion and I still bravely met him.

He also locked me in my room for a week and did not feed me. I don't know if I can call their son lucky too. It's Haruki. He is almost my age.

"Froyee, eat if you want to leave our house so that you have strength. You're still so thin, just one flip of you and you're down. Oh," he said to me and put down a bowl. It's just soup but I know it's still delicious.

"If I try to run away, I know you will report me to your Mama. I know you," I promised with a hint of annoyance.

"Hey, I'm not kidding, ah. I'm helping you, you're still judgmental."

“Ouch! It hurts!” I complained because he still hit me. That has strength because he has a heavy hand.

"Froyee, aren't you going to the Philippines?"

"Why do you ask and why do you know?" I asked gruffly and ate some soup. I took one bite after another because I was really hungry.

"I know someone who can help you just in case."

"I don't have money to pay," I said without emotion and he hit me again. "What?!" I asked him annoyed.

"You don't have to pay him anything. I will take care of it and you just prepare yourself. Let's plan.” He gently patted my head and I quickly shook it.

"Why are you helping me?" I will ask.

"I feel sorry for you, eh. My mom always fights with you. Then my dad plans to sell you in the rich afternoon. You are unfortunate when that happens."

"Because of my escape, I know your parents will be strict with me."

"Just dance my friend. I'll take care of it, as if you're willing to negotiate." I looked at him.

"Maybe later you're just fooling me!"

"Hey, no! When did I cheat? You know I'm a sensible person!” its defense.

Even though there was some hesitation, I agreed with him. His mom was even more happy when she saw what I was wearing.

"One of my friends has a birthday, Mama. What he wants is your stripper. That's Froyee Hannabi.”

"Where's the payment?" He immediately held out his hand and Haruki gave him something. I don't know where he got so much money.

His friend was also Japanese and to make it believable I held onto his arm. We left without his mother suspecting us anymore.

“Oh, stop that. Enough," Haruki said, untying my hand from his friend's arm, then he pulled me away from it.

My car is a ship and I don't know if it is legal to travel. When we got there we saw a lot of cars and he was cheap because he knew the owner.

He took off his leather jacket and quickly wrapped it around my body.

"That's Mama and Papa with their staff! Go ahead, Froyee! Get out before they catch you! When that happens I won't be able to help you again!” he said to me and before he pushed me he even gave me his backpack.

"H-Hiruki, you might get hurt," I said worriedly.

"I'm a boy! I can handle Papa's punches and kicks. Than you. Go ahead! Get out!"

"See you later, Haruki. Thank you very much!" I even managed to hug him and he quickly hugged me back then he pushed me.

"I will still find you, Froyee! Take care of yourself and change your life there! Just find a man who will live with you so that I can be safe with you!" it shouted at me. The ship was set afloat but they still managed to board. I hid so they wouldn't see me.

I am very grateful to Hiruki. I will also look for him if I have money and I will still go to him here.

I just hope I still have the courage to face his parents without being afraid anymore and I hope He will guide both Haruki and me. He was really kind and even when we were kids, when he saw me not being fed, he would give me porridge. Sometimes she keeps food for me.

Of course, his mom sees that, so she scolds him. It's a good thing he didn't lay hands on him. Because his parents love him.

To Be Continued...