After leaving our boss's office, went straight to the room that we employees use. My mind is a mess. I don't know if I'm still in the right place or not. Not to mention that someone took my identity and I only have two choices in my hand. To return to my family and claim my identity and everything, or to stay on this island and follow the wishes of the person who helped me in the past years.

I sat on my bed and looked at the brown folder that boss Matthew gave me before I left his office. I heaved a deep sigh before I decided to open it and see what was inside.

I chuckled and shook my head when I saw its contents. Two pieces of bond paper were stapled together. It's not an empty bond paper though. Information about a person was printed there and there is also an attached photo.

Zion Anderson, 27 years old, CEO of Anderson Corp. Birthday, Feb. 21. Blood type: O, and much more personal and basic information.

I'm familiar with Anderson Corp but I am not aware that the CEO is too young. The ones I see as CEO are old people. Either in their 40's or early 50's. I don't remember meeting a CEO who was in his late 20's.

"You're handsome, you just look snob." I whispered to myself as I looked at the attached picture.

He has a prominent jaw, pointed nose, fair skin, pinkish thin lips, and hazel brown eyes. The way he poses in the picture is so intimidating. He looks like he can devour anyone alive anytime he wants.

I returned the paper I was holding to the folder. I put it on my night table before I lay down. I stared at the ceiling.

VIP.

Fire Island.

A place where anyone can burn.

Agreement.

My mind is slowly processing everything. I already imagine what could happen, and I don't know what I will do. Can I handle it? If I can just be a normal assistant, I can handle it. But if there will be extracurricular activities, I don't know.

Should I just go home?

But the question is, how can I fight that I am their real son? How can I prove that I am the real Kenneth Alfaro? A DNA test? No. It can be tampered with. It's easy to make things work for you as long as you are there. On my end, how much do I save? One hundred thousand?

If I go home and I don't get what's rightfully mine, what am I supposed to do?

If I stay here, I will live. I can be me. I can do what I want. But I don't know if I can handle the VIP thing.

There is still a way for that. It can still be discussed. As my boss said, there should be an agreement between me and his cousin. But, in the end, I still have to agree with what his cousin's trip is.

I can assure your safety, but not your virginity.

What the fuck!

I closed my eyes and heaved a deep sigh. I'm going to sleep first. I need to rest my mind. I will think about what should be done when my brain is fresh.

The next day I woke up early. And since I was off, I just had breakfast and then I drove to Mermaid Island. Doni took me, one of the fishermen on the nearby island who supplies fresh fish to the Hotel. He was the one that boss Matthew personally called to deliver me. He seems to know something about the island. Or maybe not, but he knows that Mermaid Island exists. I'm not curious if he knows something about it or not. I'm too lazy to talk.

"Just call me when you're done," Doni said as he placed the wooden bridge where I cross so that I wouldn't get wet from the seawater.

"All right. But maybe you can pick me up later afternoon." I answer.

"Okay. I can still have time to sleep."

I just nodded to him. As I said, I'm too lazy to talk.

I looked at Doni as he is sailing the boat back into the deep water. When it was a little far from the beach, I looked at the three-story building that stood tall in front of me. It is white in color and adorned in black and gold. It gives a mysterious vibe. It will awaken your curiosity because it looks like a prince standing proudly while looking at the sea.

I heaved a deep sigh as I stepped toward the building.

I decided to stay. I thought hard about it this morning when I woke up. I weighed where I could be okay. Although I'm not sure if I will be fine in this place, I still choose to stay because this is where I can live. If I go home, I will either die or become a beggar.

I will properly plan my return to my family and the recovery of my identity.

I need to prepare for that, so I'll stay in this place. Besides, my parents might get hurt if I suddenly show up there. I still don't know who's that man that's pretending as me. I still need to know why he did that and who he is. I can't go into battle without enough weapons.

"Good morning." The receptionist greeted me.

"Good morning." I simply smile.

"Boss Matthew already informed us about your arrival. You can free roam around. If you need anything, just call me at this number." The receptionist handed me something like a calling card.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

I start roaming around. The building really suit for VIP guest. The combination of black, gold and white design is so luxurious. It shouts money.

The reception area is not big, but so welcoming. The receptionist smile is kinda flirtatious but still warm.

The entire first-floor wall is made of glass. You can see the beautiful sea anywhere. There is a cafe on the right side and a restaurant on the right side.

What caught my attention is the bar. There is nothing like this in the other hotel, but guests can order wine at the restaurant if they want.

The bartender smiled at me when I approached. I smiled back at him and sat on one of the high stools.

"What kind of drinks are you gonna offer here?" I asked curiously. I don't drink alcohol. It's just out of curiosity that I want to know what drinks they are going to offer since the guests that will stay here are VIPs.

"We offer a lot. Name it and we have it all here. We also offer some special drinks."

"Special drinks? Really? Like what?" I curiously asked.

"Orgasm, blowjob, sperm, juicy pussy, slippery...

"Wait! What? Is that a drinks?"

"Yes, it's a drink. A cocktail drinks to be exact."

I mind went into a mess.I didn't know that drinks had names like that. All I know is whiskey, bourbon, and martini.

"Okay." That's all I answered. I want to ask him why they are going to serve such weird name drinks but I remember that we have a weird boss. The island, the agreement, the set up. Everything is weird.

"Do you have a list of drinks that you will offer? Can I see it?" I asked. I think I need to see the list so that I won't be surprised in the coming days and so that I know something just in case my boss's cousin asks.

"There is." He disappeared behind the bar. "Here." He handed me the small notebook. I took it and read it.

I ignore the wine and ordinary drinks list. What I looked for was the list of special drinks. When I saw it, I felt like my soul left my body instantly.

Blowjob, slippery nipple, sex on the beach, buttery nipple, orgasm, redheaded slut, uicy pussy, four horsemen, jager bomb, sperm, pussee cafe, el diablo, dirty white mother, sex in the city, sex with the captain and pop my cherries.

I immediately closed the notebook and handed it back to the bartender. I suddenly felt nervous. I have a bad feeling about the name of the drinks. It's like whatever kind of special drink you choose is what will happen to you. I mean, if you choose to drink that blowjob, someone will do that to you.

I left the bar without saying goodbye to the bartender. I rode the elevator and went straight to the second floor. Employees cleaning the lobby greeted me. I greeted them back too.

I checked all the rooms on the second floor. Those are big. The size is the same as the presidential suite on the other island. Towels are well arranged on the rack in the bathroom. Soaps, shampoos, hair conditioners, toothpaste, shower gels and tissues are well arranged and stocked in each bathroom. The beds are huge. Each room is well clean and ready to accommodate guests.

After checking all the rooms, I went to the third floor. No employees are present, so it's kinda scary. Also, there are only four doors that I can see except for the fire exit door. So it means, there are only four rooms on the third floor.

I slowly walk into the lobby. The color on the third floor is different. The second floor is pure white, while the third floor is gold, black, silver, and red. Two doors are also colored red and the other two are black. Each door was decorated with gold roses,

I decided to check the one room with a color red door. I reach for the door knob and twist it to open. I slowly open it. The room is dark because of the curtain. My hand searched for the light switch which I wish I hadn't done.

I was surprised by what I saw. The room is not an ordinary room.

I'm inexperience when it comes to sex, but I am all aware of the things that my eyes are seeing.

Dildos in different size, handcuffs, and buttplugs are well arrange on the table. Whips, collars, chokers, blindfolds, floggers, canes, paddles, gags, and clamps are neatly hung on the wall. A huge bed covered with a red bed sheet is settled in the middle of the room.

I don't know how many times I swallowed the lump in my throat. I'm damn nervous of what I have in front of me right now.

Did I make the right decision to stay here on the island?