Chapter 6

Chapter 6 

To: Unknown

[Hello Sir, what is a Privy live?]

He waited for his reply, but nothing came back. Sam is intrigued by that user, and he asks his viewers.

[Privy?]

All of the commenters became wild and flooding his comment section.

[It is good!]

[You are hot! We will send you diamonds if you do it!]

[Come on, cutie, do it, please!]

[I am curious how he will entertain us in Privy]

[I will bet on this hot streamer!]

Sam drawback on that question. He ended his life and panting when the camera is now off!

He gulped in nervousness, and he looked in his grandma's direction. He opened the window and gasping for fresh air.

He looks at his phone, and the CEO texted him.

From: Unknown

[Why? It would be best if you discovered it yourself.]

The poor young man looks at his laptop, and his followers keep on rising so quick!

His eyes are about to pop out when he received a VIP message.

V-VIP message? He asked himself, and he looks at the prices worth of these crazy things.

Upon scrolling and discovering it—Sam nearly spits his coffee when seeing the price of opening a VIP message on this application.

It is a whopping ten thousand pesos, and his soul nearly goes out of his body!

"This is a damn bullshit-- "his jaws tightened "—no way a person will spend that crazy amount of money just to send a message."

Sam is still discovering some things, and he doesn't know some crazy stuff going on with this application.

CEO Cameron's wealth is immeasurable, and because of this application that has already twenty million downloads in a week. . . this is the new streaming application of the world.

His grandmother opened her eyes as she is adjusting to her environment.

"Sam, make me a milk to drink," she ordered at him, and his loving grandson immediately does it properly.

He adjusted the bed and lifted his grandmother. She drinks the milk slowly.

"Your school will be open next week—are you now ready?"

Sam's heart is not prepared, but his mind is keeping on telling him to lie.

He hummed and smiled as he is stroking the white and mixing black hair with his lovely Nanay.

All of a sudden, the door opens, and his mother goes inside.

It was already an hour when he did it, and it is now dusk. "M-Mom?" he is stammering when calling her, and she smiled at him.

"Sam, you should go home and sleep early." His mother advises him.

He breathed deep and kissed his grandma, "I will go home first. . . I will be back tomorrow," Sam sweetly said to him.

SAM is walking up to their home, and the moment he opens the door. It is not the same as before. . . his home is now gloomy.

He needs to pick up himself and must be strong—however, his depression is knocking again.

His body is cold and empty. As he walks to the sink, he sees a sharp knife on the edge.

He smiles faintly. Sam is crazy about killing himself, but he only knows one thing to escape the reality, and it is. . . death.

He is mesmerizing the knife's blade for a moment and chuckles like he is going crazy.

Something is whispering to his ears, and he is fucking listening to it! He makes his pulse face his direction.

The cold blade landed on his delicate and nourished skin. Sam is nuts, and he slowly slit the blade on his skin—shallow, but the sting is already painful.

Until he makes it deep, and the moment he is doing it—his phone rang.

The poor young man dropped the knife, and he is back to his senses! He is embracing the pain until his phone missed a call from an unknown number from the CAM application.

As he searched its number, it is from the VIP message. His grumpiness will make him so desperate to do something terrible. It is the time when his grandmother is still a little bit okay.

How about when his grandmother will be gone? How can this poor boy take it all by himself?

The VIP user keeps on bugging him, and he replied to him.

[What do you want?!]

His eyes are seeing that he is typing his reply in an insta

[I will pay you. . . entertain me.]

His mouth parted, and being dumbfounded by the condition.

Sam opens his laptop, and the VIP user calls him. He panicked because of that matter!

This is crazy! What the fuck? He keeps on swearing on the top of his head. The VIP user sends an intriguing message.

[I will pay you a decent amount as long as you will follow me.]

The other line's camera is off, and he is disturbed by that.

Sam irritatingly types his reply for him, [I don't have time for you.]

It is so courageous, and everyone on the application wanted to have this kind of client.

He is naïve about what is happening. The VIP user smiled on his computer as he is seeing the familiar and handsome face of him.

[If you don't want me. . . I guess a little gift will do the job.]

Sam's eyes gazed on the screen.

USER sends 1000 diamonds to the streamer.

His lips split, and the user on the other line chuckles when seeing his reaction!

Sam is stuttering, "w-what is that f-for?"

[Are you now believing? This is a generous offer.]

Sam speaks, "t-thank you for that—"in addition, he is stunned when the user sends him an awful message.

[Show me your hands] Sam's heart beats fast, and he is throbbing when the user sends another same amount of diamonds!

USER sends 1000 diamonds to the streamer.

His feet become numb, and his hands are shaking vigorously!

The user is impatient, [BORING!]

He nagged him and sent another offer.

USER sends 5000 diamonds to the streamer.

Sam's body shudders in extreme shock as he talks on the camera.

"W-What do you want?! You are freaking make me nervous—"

His words are interrupted when the man on the other line speaks, and his voice is a little bit familiar to his ears.

"Simple, I want you to strip off."