What time is it anyway? When I took out my phone, I realized that it was already 5:46 pm. Damn, so that's why it's so dark already. I finally pushed the door of the mall open, seeing none of the people who had chased me earlier, nor the three cargo trucks that are parked in front of the mall earlier.

"What the fuck was that...?"

I started thinking about what Veronica had told me earlier inside of that dreary room, hidden within the deep confines of Plural Heights. It all sounded all too surreal like a sick joke, punching my gut till I break, although it claimed that once the bruises on my stomach healed, I would finally have a good time.

Veronica's voice still rang all over my brain like a siren going off to signal an on-coming attack. She was straightforward and precise when she told me that her spiritual refuge offers a sanctuary for lost people like me who have been beaten down by the prominent people who're running my life in the shadows. She told me that, by releasing all of my pent up frustrations through a cathartic method, I would finally be able to find solidarity in my own individual fortitude. She also kept spouting vague terms, and if I'm being honest, even up until now, I still do not know what a spiritual strengthening really means. Is that one of those shounen manga power-up kind of training?

Well... There's also THAT.

Veronica very enthusiastically informed that she had ten people who directly follows her instruction in the entirety of the Plural Heights Premium group pantheon. She calls these people the "Plural Heights icons" who served as some kind of big siblings figure in the group, and the members should strive to become like them because, apparently, all of these ten people have already attained a higher form of consciousness beyond any normal human beings could ever muster on their own. This level of spiritual awakening is only possible because of the Plural Heights Spiritual Strengthening program. She told me that I could be just like them if I strived to become better.

As a cherry on top, Veronica told me that I am obliged to fuck any of the people in her ten "icons" every Sunday to further unlock my untapped potential. Veronica believed that sex is the only thing that could create a "spiritually strong person" and that I would be able to learn more about this in her book, which she would happily give to all of her members.

The bottom line is that they're great at their job, they give free sex every week, and I can choose among ten beautiful people each week, all of them are my choice. Who would ever want to refuse something? No man would say no to that kind of offer. Although Veronica told me that she will not personally be a part of the sex, she will still be there with us in the room to monitor our spiritual progress, and damn, I am fucking down at doing whatever if it means I get to see that beautiful woman again... There's just something about her that... Jesus, I'm going insane because of this thing.

I am not entirely against, and anyone who knows me will definitely know that I am not against any sex of some sort, but...

"Hey, man, need a lift?" I heard the familiar voice of a man behind me.

I rolled my eyes without looking back at who it was as I mumbled a reply, "No, Jimmy, thanks."

"Come on, man! It's a free ride, I promise no weird shit!" Jimmy joyfully told me, but I'm still adamant in not giving him the attention he wants.

Thus, I kept walking away from the mall without uttering a word. I took my phone from out of my pocket and started browsing some shit. I didn't bring my headphones today, and now I know that that is my first major mistake today.

"I won't charge you or anything, literally or figuratively," Jimmy uttered with a chuckle. "What say you? I even have snacks here if you want."

That was when I finally couldn't take it anymore and turned my head before saying, "I told you, no, Jimmy, I—" However, before I could finish what I was about to say, I saw the car that he was driving.

It's a red Ferrari SF90 Stradale. I know exactly what that is, what it looks like, and whatever shit it can do on the road by heart because this has always been my dream car. Ever since this big boy first came out, the first thing I thought to myself is that I need to save the fuck out of my salary to get that shit, and I don't care if I starve for years because of it! All I care about is that I want it then, I want it now, and I will continue wanting it. I've always wanted to ride it someday, and now here's foot freak Jimmy just being a creep as usual while driving my dream car.

I am visibly hurt, but I can't even express it! I wanted to go in, I wanted to know what it feels like to drive that fucking thing, and I want to know everything about it from how my ass would sink on the car seat, how the engine would whir when it moves, and how comfortable the steering wheel would feel in my hands. My god, I will be willing to offer my life if it means I can get to feel it's insides even for just a minute.

However, if that means I would have to ride it along with this fucking toe sucker, then I'd rather just walk from to my house.

"You're not actually thinking about walking, right? Come on, it will be fun, and I promise that I will really not do any weird shit." He said playfully with his usual gentle tone. "Promise, cross my heart. Here's let's do the pinky promise thing." Jimmy uttered while extending his pinky fingers towards me.

"No, thanks." I sighed as I continued walking again.

I then heard Jimmy stop the car, which I thought was an indication that he's finally giving up, but when I heard him leaving the car soon after, I felt a jolt in my body, making me look back at him in fear. When I turned around, I saw that Jimmy was donning a troubled expression on his face as he rummaged through the pocket within his coat. Jimmy then took out a thick envelope, which he then promptly handed to me as he bowed as deeply as he could.

"This envelope has 100,000 dollars in it," Jimmy uttered, his hands still extended towards my direction with the money envelope on his hands while he continued to bow before me. "Please, sir, allow me to drive you home, and in exchange, you can have all of the money inside."

"What? Are you crazy? Dude, just leave me alone!" I cried as I took a step back.

"I'm afraid I can't do that, sir," Jimmy said with such great sadness that I could swear he sounded as if he's sobbing, but I can't be sure since he's bowing before ma and all that. "This is a personal instruction from Mother that I absolutely cannot refuse no matter what! Please take my money if that's what it would take for you to accept my offer, sir."

Fuck. Now I'm starting to feel bad. I sighed, thinking about the worst that could happen. At best, I'll get 100 grand, and at worst, Jimmy will knock me up to lick my feet for hours again. It ain't so bad, plus I get to be inside of my dream car. I shook my head as I slapped his hands while walking past him.

"Fine, I'll come. I don't need your money, take it away." I said as I pulled the car door open, which made Jimmy so happy that I could almost see him literally beaming with joy. "But, no weird shit, Jimmy, or I swear, I will fuck you up. I'm not afraid to kill a man."

"Of course, sir." He said as he hurriedly wiped his hands with the sleeves of his jacket. He then hurriedly walked towards the front seat while putting the money back to the pocket in his coat. "No weird foot shit or anything like that ever, ever, ever. I promise!"

I merely grunted a sigh as I sat beside Jimmy. Can't help it since this car can only accommodate two people, so I tried to move away from his as far as I can. We then drove away, which was relatively peaceful, not gonna lie. Jimmy didn't say anything, and he didn't do anything. He just drove the car, kept his head on the road and only smiled. That's all he did. He didn't even speed up the vehicle to its maximum capacity; he just drove at a relatively safe speed and did so smoothly as if he had been doing this driving thing for the entirety of his life.

"Nice ride you got here, huh?" I mumbled under my breath, but since we're the only ones here, Jimmy managed to hear me quite clearly.

"Thank you, sir." He said with his signature gentle tone. "This is the wonders that we can all have once we remove the poison in our hearts."

"Bet," I said indolently before yawning. "So, what? Veronica forced you to drive me home or something."

"Force..." Jimmy echoed with a timid chuckle. "No one forced me to do anything, but Mother did gently asked me to escort you home. Still, I am doing this on my own volition because I am an independent man devoid of societal toxic."

I exhaled a swift breathe to mock what he had just said. "Sounds more like she's abusing you, to be honest. Look at what she had done to you earlier."

Then the car stopped.

It literally just stopped in the middle road without a hint of warning from Jimmy. With a frown, I looked at him and realized that the man was gripping the steering wheel tightly with a horrified look on his face as he had his head hanging low. His mouth is agape as if he's sucking an invincible dildo in the air. He then started shaking as he struggled to say whatever he's about to say.

"Th-the Mother is not abusing me, sir. She's not... She's not ab-abusing.. abusing me, sir. I am doing this on my own volition, through my own thoughts as an independent man, for I have unlocked the full potential of my spirit thanks to the continued and never-ending guidance of the Mother, sir." He said as his body shakes as if he's a mobile device vibrating because of a call. He then started to mumble underneath his breath with a grungy tone, trying his very hardest to make his words escape through his throat. "At this very moment, the Mother is observing us, observing me along with my coworkers. She's not using her abilities in my head; I am doing this on my own because I am a man capable of thinking! She's not using her abilities to me, all of this is my choice because... because..."

"Dude, I get it, I get it! Quit making a scene; we're in the middle of the road." I cried as I heard many people sounding their horns at us, endlessly enveloping everything behind us with uncontrollable beeps. "Calm down, Jesus Christ, man. Chill, breathe. Do you want me to drive for you?"

Jimmy then gasped as he started driving again with his eyes wide open, unwilling to blink even for once. "No, sir, I'm afraid that is my duty."

I clicked my tongue. "Take it easy, man. I can always do the driving for you if you're not feeling well."

I sighed as we continued to drive along the road with the same silence that I have enjoyed earlier. I really shouldn't have broken the ice with this guy; he's so much better when he's not opening that damn mouth of his.

Before long, we finally managed to arrive in the parking lot of my apartment building, which is odd because he could have just dropped me off somewhere around the block, but I don't even want to ask him unless he starts going bonkers again. Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click www.webnovel.com for visiting.

"Alright, we're here, sir," Jimmy said as he unfastened his seatbelt before opening the car door. Huh? What's he doing?

I opened the door on my side too, stepped out of the vehicle, and gazed at the gentle smile on Jimmy's face with a frown. "Uhh... Okay, dude. This is where we're supposed to part ways now."

Jimmy chuckled as he leaned forward towards the insides of his car, took something inside, and threw something on the car seat before closing the car entirely. That would have been the end of it if Jimmy is already inside of the car, readying himself to get the fuck out of this building.

He then skillfully threw something towards me, which I awkwardly caught with both my hands. By then, Jimmy had already started walking away from me, uttering some kind of farewell message, but I was too preoccupied to look at what I have in my hands.

It's two keys with the Ferrari logo in it. I shouted towards Jimmy as he swiftly walked away from me, "What the fuck is the meaning of this, Jimmy?"

He didn't turn around as he replied while he faced his back towards me, "The car us yours, sir."

"Wh-what, I... No, I can't take this, this is yours! Hey, Jimmy, wait for me, you sick son of a bitch!"

I was about to run towards him when my phone suddenly rang loud throughout the parking lot. Since it was an indoor space, it echoed throughout my surroundings. However, I was now more preoccupied with the ringtone that I had just heard. I only used this loud ringtone when a certain someone is calling me, shit.

"Hello, boss, good afternoon!" I said with the most joyful, kiss-ass tone I could ever mutter. I then looked at Jimmy and noticed that he was looking back at me slightly with an uncharacteristically grim expression. When he noticed that I was looking, he donned his usual smile again, waved towards me, and walked away just like that. I extended my arms towards him and took a step forward, trying to run towards him, but my attention was taken by the voice of my boss on the other side of the call. I then smiled, agreed, and tried to make him laugh throughout the phone call until he finally hung up after a few minutes. What he told me isn't relevant, but what is important now is this thing that Jimmy just casually gave me.

I gazed at the car keys in my hands as I looked back at the red Ferrari behind me. I really didn't want to take this away from Jimmy of all people, but I know deep inside of me that I am happy my boss called me at the right time because it gave me a good reason to stop myself from refusing Jimmy's offer.

I was fucking excited! I couldn't even contain my joy while I was looking at that shining car in front of me. I don't want to drive this damn thing to work, but just looking at it here is enough to make me tear up with joy. I decided to open the door with the keys that Jimmy had given me, and I was more than thrilled and surprised to see that Jimmy wasn't joking. I managed to open the door, which means I can really have this car for myself!

I was about to go inside the car when I saw a familiar, brown, thick envelope on the car seat.

"No fucking way..."

I hurriedly took it and checked what's in it.

"Holy shit..."

It's the 100 grand that Jimmy just told me earlier.

"Holy fucking shit..." I mumbled to myself, throwing the money back from where I had taken it, making the money inside slip out and scattering all over the place. I then pressed both my hands on my temples as a smile crept onto my face. "I can't fucking believe this; I must be dreaming again!"

I wasn't dreaming.

This is real.

I needed a long time to process that a complete stranger whom I only know through a nickname that he had given me just granted me my dream car and a lump sum amount of cash in just a day. Well, there's also that foot massage thing, but fuck that. FUCK THAT! This is way too different!

"FUCK!" I screamed as loud as I can, making me hear my words echo throughout the parking lot.

Thus, as I now laid on my bed, a satisfied grin crept onto my face. I know that I shouldn't have accepted everything that Jimmy had given me today, and I know that I would definitely refuse if given a chance. Still, there's no fucking way I will chase him back in Iowa or whatever just so I could return whatever he had given me, nuh-uh! I am not that naive.

Hah...

Wait, how did he know where I lived?

I'm pretty sure I didn't give him any directions. I also never told any of them, not even Veronica, where I lived. I am also fairly positive that Jimmy wasn't using some kind of GPS app or something, but even with that, he still needs to know the name of my apartment complex.

Ah, fuck it! The guy gave me money and a car. I'm sure it doesn't matter!

I still accepted it in the end.