The Seeker Infinity

Chapter 5 : PERSONALITY

Joy's eyes widened in disbelief and indignation as she witnessed the boss's merciless treatment of Chris. Anger simmered within her as she struggled to contain the urge to intervene.

"Yes, boss," Chris muttered, his gaze fixed on the floor in shame.

As Joy witnessed the owner's continued abuse towards Chris, her rage boiled over, igniting a fire within her that she couldn't ignore.

Unable to stand idly by any longer, she stepped forward, positioning herself between Chris and the owner, determined to put an end to the unjust treatment.

"Stop it! He didn't do anything wrong!" Joy's voice rang out, firm and unwavering, her eyes blazing with defiance.

The owner's expression twisted with surprise and fury as he turned his attention towards Joy, his anger now directed at her. But Joy stood her ground, refusing to back down in the face of injustice.

Chris's surprise and concern were palpable as Joy stepped forward to defend him.

"Joy, what are you doing here? Please leave, I can handle this," Chris pleaded, his voice filled with worry.

Joy's gaze softened as she met Chris's eyes, her concern mirroring his own.

"I can't just stand by and watch you get hurt. Let me help you, Chris," Joy insisted, her resolve unwavering as she positioned herself in front of him, ready to shield him from any further harm.

As Chris blushed at Joy's display of courage, the owner's shock at her boldness was evident.

"Who the fuck are you? Are you the one who broke my wall?!" the owner shouted, his anger boiling over.

Joy felt her face flush with embarrassment as she was called out, but she refused to back down. With a steely resolve, she met the owner's gaze head-on.

"Yes, I broke your wall. But that doesn't give you any right to abuse Chris like this! He didn't do anything wrong!" Joy retorted, her voice unwavering despite her nerves.

The owner's lecherous gaze sent a shiver down Joy's spine, but she refused to let fear show. With a mixture of defiance and disgust, she reached into her bag and pulled out a bag of golden coins, tossing it at the

owner's feet. "Here, take your crowns."

But remember, treating people with respect is priceless,' Joy spat, her voice laced with contempt.

She shot one final glare at the owner before turning to Chris, offering her hand in a silent gesture of solidarity. "Let's go, Chris," Joy urged, her determination unwavering.

But before they could leave, the owner's vile words cut through the air like a knife. "Wait!! Crowns? I got plenty of crowns. What I meant is to pay me with your body," the owner drooled, his lustful intentions laid bare for all to see.

Joy's blood ran cold as she realized

the true extent of the owner's depravity. With a surge of anger and protectiveness towards Chris, she tightened her grip on his hand, ready to shield him from any further harm.

Joy is disgusted by the owner's lustful gaze and comment, but she remains calm. She looks at him with a look of disgust

"Never! I would rather pay you 10x than let myself be defiled by someone like you!" She said sternly, trying to maintain her composure.

As Joy firmly grasped Chris's hand, she guided him away from the menacing presence of the owner, her determination to protect him unwavering.

"Rules are rules! Pay or suffer the consequences!" the owner threatened, his voice dripping with rage.

Joy met his gaze with a steely resolve, her eyes burning with contempt for the man who sought to intimidate them.

"I won't be a victim anymore. I'll find another way to pay for the damages without compromising myself or Chris," Joy declared, her voice laced with anger and determination.

"Come on, Pay me with your young body, it'll be really fun." the owner leered his tongue darting out in a disgusting display

As the owner's repulsive words filled the air, Joy's disgust deepened, her stomach churning at his lewd comments and lascivious behavior.

With a surge of indignation, she stepped forward, positioning herself protectively in front of Chris, shielding him from the owner's vile advances.

"I already told you that I would rather pay with golden crowns than my body! And even if I were to be forced into paying with my body, it wouldn't change anything because I will still not let myself get defiled by someone like you!" Joy's voice rang out, laced with anger and defiance.

With her head held high, Joy turned on her heel and walked away, Chris by her side. She refused to dignify the owner's repulsive behavior with any further attention, determined to distance herself from his toxicity and forge a path forward on her own terms.

As they left the restaurant behind, Joy felt a sense of liberation wash over her. Though the encounter had been unsettling, she knew that by standing up for herself and Chris, she had reaffirmed her strength and integrity as a person.

"Chris, if you leave, you're fired!" the owner's voice reverberated with authority, his eyes narrowing as he leveled his gaze at Chris.

Chris met the owner's steely stare with a calm determination of his own, his confidence bolstered by Joy's presence beside him.

Though the prospect of losing his job loomed ominously, he remained steadfast in his decision, unwilling to compromise his principles for the sake of employment.

In that moment, Chris realized that his worth was not defined by the job he held, but by the strength of his character and integrity. With a silent nod to Joy, he silently reaffirmed his commitment to stand up for what was right, no matter the consequences.

"Thank you for standing up for me. I owe you one," Chris said quietly, his voice filled with gratitude.

"Chris, your job doesn't define you. We can find another way to make a living. I won't let anyone control us," Joy declared, her words infused with determination as she reached for Chris's hand.

As their fingers intertwined, Joy held Chris's hand tightly, a silent promise passing between them. Together, they would face whatever challenges lay ahead, their bond unbreakable in the face of adversity.

Chris nodded and clasped Joy's hands tightly, a sense of solidarity enveloped them, their connection growing stronger with each step away from the restaurant's oppressive atmosphere.

"It looks like I'm out of a job again," Chris sighed, his voice tinged with resignation.

"Don't worry, Chris. I'll help you," Joy reassured him, her smile radiating warmth and determination.

Chris gazed at Joy, a flicker of sadness dancing in his eyes, yet also a glimmer of hope sparked by her unwavering support.

"Why did you come back? Why did you help me?" Chris asked, his voice tinged with curiosity.

"Because you're kind, honest, ...and I care about you. We may have just met, but I feel that I can trust you," Joy answered, her cheeks flushing with a rosy hue.

Chris's face lit up with a radiant smile, his heart warmed by Joy's sincere words.

"You're kind and beautiful, Joy. Thank you for standing up with me," Chris replied, his gratitude evident in his voice.

Joy couldn't help but blush slightly at Chris's heartfelt compliment, her heart fluttering at the warmth in his eyes.

As the restaurant owner gazed out of the window, his eyes fixed on Joy and Chris as they walked away hand in hand, a sinister grin crept across his face.

With a calculated flick of his wrist, he retrieved his phone from his pocket and dialed a number, his gaze never leaving the unsuspecting couple.

"Be ready, I got a tasty y oung victim on my sight," the owner murmured into the phone, his voice dripping with malice as he watched Joy with predatory intent.

To be continued.....