Chapter 6
1667 Words
### At Mike's Villa
Lara stayed in the parlor, scared to walk out and meet Joseph. She cried as she walked back to the executive couch to relax.
Lara sat carefully on the black couch she had previously stood up from when Mike had taken off her shoes. Slowly, she lay down on the black couch, feeling tired. Her eyes were swollen and puffy from crying too many hot tears. She was shaking, knowing that the handsome man was so close to sleeping with her.
Lara couldn't go outside to meet those men either, as she saw them gawking at her at the mansion entrance gate and even harassing her.
Eventually, she cried herself to sleep. The following morning, she woke up to a gentle tapping on her shoulder that startled her.
“Hello, what are you still doing here? I thought I asked you to meet with Joseph last night?” Mike said.
The day had fully broken, and Mike stepped out dressed in a black business suit, ready to leave for work.
He stared at the parlor wall clock and saw it was 7:30 AM on the dot. When he glanced back at the couch, he saw the pretty blonde lady from last night sleeping peacefully.
Mike first admired Lara's serene sleeping face before walking up to her and gently tapping her shoulder to wake her. He almost caressed her pretty face, too.
Lara yawned and stretched, realizing Mike was standing beside her. She sat up and greeted him, “Good morning, sir.”
Mike's brow furrowed at Lara as he took in how pretty she looked, even without makeup. Her long blonde hair was scattered all over her face, and her eyes looked so swollen. She was probably thinking he was a beast.
“Leave now,” Mike said.
He adjusted his necktie, preparing to leave for work. He waited for Lara to leave first, but she refused.
“Please, sir, I cannot go back there. My madam and friend will take me to another man's house,” Lara pleaded.
“How's that my concern? Just leave,” Mike replied, looking away angrily. He didn’t want to get aroused by staring at her exposed cleavage.
“No! I don’t want to be a prostitute. I thought it was a decent job. Janet never told me it was prostitution, please, sir...” Lara begged.
She immediately knelt down and pleaded with Mike again. Mike's brows furrowed once more.
“You wasted my time last night, and you still plan to waste it today. I don’t care who you are or what you do—just get out this minute, or I will call security on you,” he warned.
At that moment, Joseph knocked on the door and stepped in, having not seen Lara yet.
“Good morning, boss,” Joseph greeted.
Mike finished adjusting his suit and turned to Joseph. “Yes, good morning. Take her outside. What about the second lady?”
“She’s in the park waiting, boss,” Joseph replied.
“Take her away too,” Mike ordered.
Lara immediately stood up and ran to hold Mike by his leg.
“Please, sir! I don’t want to be a prostitute. I don’t want to lose my virginity. Please help me; I want to return to my village!” she pleaded.
Mike clenched his fists as Lara held his leg, kneeling beside him. Her seductive voice echoed in his head, “I don’t want to lose my virginity...”
Mike turned to face Joseph and said, “Leave us.”
“Okay, boss,” Joseph replied, stepping back.
Mike felt defeated by Lara's stubbornness and finally spoke to her, “Fine, you can let go of me now. How much do you need for your transportation to go back to wherever you came from?”
Lara stood up and stared at Mike in relief. She met his cold gaze and replied, “I don’t know. Janet brought me here yesterday and...”
Mike interrupted, “I don’t have time to listen to all these sermons of yours.”
He opened his small briefcase and pulled out a large bundle of cash, handing it to Lara.
“Here’s 100,000 cash. Take it and get out. I don’t want to see your face here again when I return. Now leave.”
Mike threw the money at Lara, and he saw her hands shake as she caught it.
Lara had never touched such a large amount of money before. As she caught the cash, she stammered, “Thank... you, thank you, sir.”
Mike left Lara in his parlor, and Joseph stepped in, staring at her. “Pack your things now and leave,” he ordered.
Lara looked around the parlor, realizing she couldn’t walk properly in the high-heeled shoes she’d worn the previous night. Since she was already leaving, she decided there was no point in wearing them again.
She let out a sigh of relief, clutched the money tightly that Mike had thrown at her, and walked back to pick up her black shoes, leaving the parlor barefoot.
Meanwhile, Mike sat in the dining room of his new mansion. Previously, he had lived in his father's house before buying this one. He observed as Lara held the money happily, barefoot and stepping downstairs, looking pretty.
Lara blushed as her sparkling brown eyes met Mike's gaze. “Thank you very much, sir,” she said once again.
Mike turned away in silence and continued eating his bread and drinking tea. Lara finally went outside and saw Janet waiting. She refused to enter the black car that was arranged to take them back to Madam Alora’s brothel.
“I’m not going anywhere with you,” Lara said.
“What has come over you, Lara? Who owns the money in your hands?” Janet asked.
Lara looked away from Janet and didn’t respond while Mike stepped outside the mansion, having finished his breakfast and ready to leave for his hotel, the ERNEST MULTIMILLION DOLLAR HOTEL AND SUITE LUXURY.
Mike ignored them as he walked to his executive Jeep, which was ready to take him to the office. He had important clients waiting to meet with him.
“Lara, we don’t have time to waste here. Come now, let’s get inside the car,” Janet urged.
Peter, the driver, observed the two ladies arguing, having not properly taken note of them the previous night when he brought them into the mansion.
His eyes widened in surprise as he noted Lara's exposed cleavage due to her seductive red dress. She wasn’t wearing a bra underneath, and her breasts looked larger and attractive, making him gulp.
“What are you two ladies still arguing about? Get into the car now!” Peter commanded.
“No, sir. I am not going anywhere with you both,” Lara insisted.
To their shock, she immediately ran toward the gate, causing Mike's driver to slam on the brakes to avoid hitting her. Mike’s brows furrowed upon seeing her again.
“Get out of the way, you silly lady!” Mike’s driver shouted.
Lara gulped and sprinted toward the exit gate, but the two security men caught her just as the gate opened for Mike's driver, Samson Jonathan, to drive out.
“Only God knows where Madam Alora found that crazy lady,” Mike remarked.
“Boss, she’s probably trying to get your attention with her madness,” Samson replied.
Mike sighed. “Hmph.”
Mike didn’t want to believe that Lara was truly mad. Staring at her through his Jeep window, he realized he hadn’t paid attention when he stepped out of his house to leave for work. She looked cute and even more beautiful. His heart raced in panic when she ran away, fearing that his Jeep would almost hit her. He felt compelled to get out of the car and caution her but was already late for work.
As Mike relaxed back in his Jeep, watching as Samson drove him to his luxurious hotel, he thought about how Lara had stubbornly refused to leave.
Meanwhile, Lara stood there with the money and ultimately threw the shoes away.
The first security man, named James, eyed Lara as he let go of her hands, not wanting to lose his job. “Where were you running to like that? Have you gone nuts?” he asked.
“No, sir. I don’t want to go with them,” Lara replied.
“Why? Your services here are over. What are you still waiting for?” James asked.
“I want to go back home,” Lara stated.
“Then leave! Peter, take the second lady away since she already knows her way home,” James commanded.
Lara stubbornly refused to return to the car. Peter glanced back at Janet and said, “Get into the car now.”
“Lara, come on! Let’s go back!” Janet yelled.
Lara shook her head and walked outside the gate, still clutching the huge bundle of money in her hands. With that, she left the mansion entrance, while Janet felt she had no other choice but to get into the car with Peter, who drove away from the estate.
“Sir, my friend is new here in the city, and she doesn’t know her way back,” Janet complained.
Peter sighed, focusing on Lara, who was walking away toward the residential street. “She’s no kid. I’m sure she’ll find her way back. I don't have time to delay here with you, and if I don't drop you back now, you can find your way back to Madam's place by yourself.”
Janet frowned, knowing she had no money and didn’t want to leave Lara behind.
Janet realized how stubborn Lara was, so she decided to jump down, knowing Madam Alora would yell at her if she returned without her.
“What if Lara goes missing?” Janet wondered, and quickly yelled, “Okay, sir! Stop the car!”
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