Hot Mrs Billionaire Wifey

CHAPTER 2

Lara stepped out of the bathroom after finishing her bath and walked into the room where Janet was already dressed in a skimpy pink gown. If Janet bent over, her buttocks were clearly visible from behind.

Lara asked, "Are you going out tonight?"

Janet responded, "Yes, what does it look like I want to do, sleep?"

Janet laughed, but Lara frowned and slowly walked to the exquisite bed, admiring the silk bedspread as she sat down to relax.

Janet said, "That's your dress on the bed. Madam asked me to lend you some of my clothes since you'll be going out with me tonight."

Lara frowned and said, "Going out where? I'm not going anywhere with you."

Ignoring Lara, Janet stood by the wall mirror in her room and applied her makeup.

"I don't have time to argue with you, Lara. Honestly, you nag a lot," Janet said, frowning.

Lara replied, "You caused all of this. Even if I'm at the village drinking garri, it's better than going out with you to the city and doing nonsense."

Madam Alora walked towards Janet's room door, knocked, and pushed it open before walking in. She saw Lara seated on the bed, while Janet was already dressed in a short pink gown. She shifted her gaze to Lara and asked, "Why are you still seated on the bed? Stand up now and dress up quickly."

Lara frowned as she stood up and walked towards her tattered traveling bag. She opened the zip while Madam Alora stood staring at her.

Madam Alora watched as Lara brought out a torn pant, and she gasped, "What's the meaning of that nonsense?!"

Lara shuddered in fright and stared back at Madam Alora, asking, "Is it me? My pant?"

Madam Alora replied, "Yes, you! Your pant. You cannot wear that torn pant and bra to go out. Jezz! You're going out with a prominent billionaire, and not some cheap local village client. Janet!"

Janet responded, "Yes, madam."

Madam Alora said, "Give Lara one of your pants and make sure to buy new clothes for her, including pants, tomorrow."

Janet replied, "Okay, madam."

Lara frowned and watched as Janet walked to her wardrobe door and pulled it open. Janet brought out a pair of pants that looked too transparent and tiny.

Lara gasped, "What's this nonsense? I cannot wear this." *Frowned.*

Madam Alora stared at Lara in disbelief and knew she had a lot of work to do for Lara. Even though Lara looked cute, her locality was still too much.

Madam Alora yelled, "Shut your stinking mouth and put it on. Did you even brush that gutter of your mouth to utter such nonsense? Look at the kind of pants you want to wear to meet my client."

Madam Alora walked towards the bed and picked up the torn pant that Lara had brought out, using only two of her right fingers. She raised it up and spoke, "Look at the pant that you want to wear and go out. Jezz! It even has holes and has been sewn in several places. I cannot believe a young, beautiful lady like you would be comfortable wearing this nonsense that you call a pant. Hmm!"

Madam Alora sniffed the pant and threw it to the floor. She then picked up the pant that Janet had brought out and raised it up.

"Look at the kind of pant that beautiful ladies like you are supposed to be wearing. A classic pant that will bring out your sexy, curvy shapes, not some local, stinking, dirty pant," Madam Alora said.

Lara frowned as she didn't like the beautiful pant in Lady Alora's hand. She replied, "What's anyone's business with my pant? Is it not under my clothes that I will wear it?"

"Enough! Now put this on," Madam Alora replied firmly.

Lara frowned as she collected the new pant from Lady Alora's hand, and she turned around and wore it, but the pant hugged tightly to her buttocks, and even brought out her buttocks shape, making her buttocks shoot out at the back, and it didn't even cover up her buttocks properly.

Madam Alora said, "Now this is what we call pants. Janet, let me see the gown that you've brought out for her. Will she be needing any bra to wear with it?"

Janet walked towards the bed and picked up the short red sexy gown that she had selected for Lara to wear, and she handed it over to Madam Alora.

Madam Alora said, "Perfect! Now put this on! You don't need to wear that torn bra either."

Lara's frown deepened, and she couldn't understand why she had to dress so hot. If she was going out to meet a client, she refused to accept the red gown or put it on.

Madam Alora asked, "Are you wearing it or not? Or do you want me to call Jack? I think you saw my guards at the gate. I will just throw you outside now, and you can find your way back to your village this night. I don't care."

Lara frowned and finally collected the red gown from Madam Alora's hand and wore it.

Lara was sad, and she had no other option than to put on the red gown. She slowly cursed Janet in her mind as she wore the red gown, and the gown hugged tightly to her body and pushed up her boobs.

Madam Alora said, "Perfect! Now you're good to go. Go and brush up your teeth and ensure to brush them appropriately so you don't irritate my client with mouth odour. Janet, once you ladies are through, please step out and meet me for dinner before you leave. You both are going to Billionaire Mike Ernest's new house. I've already contacted him and told him about Lara, so you should take her along and also ensure to bring her back safely."

Janet responded, "Okay madam. But why didn't Mike send his car?"

Madam Alora said, "You know Mike. He has refused you all, and only receiving a massage. I guess you know what I mean, he will like Lara, and her p*****t will be triple."

Janet responded, "Okay, ma."

Janet stared back at Lara as soon as Madam Alora left the room. She saw Lara sobbing again and walked up to meet Lara, saying, "I'm sorry."

Lara responded, "Don't you dare touch me! So you want to take me out to a man's house, and yet you cannot lend me money to go back to the village?"

Janet frowned and spoke, "Look, Lara, he's not just any guy. His father is a billionaire, and he's the sole heir to Ernest Hotel and Suites luxury. Their hotel is one of the biggest here in the state, and he also has other entertainment houses. If you see him, you will like him. He's like a god on earth, handsome, dark-skinned, every lady's dream man. Oh my..."

Lara yelled, "Shut up Janet! I hate you! And you cease to be my friend from today onwards. God! I cannot breathe in this tight red dress."

Janet apologized, "I'm sorry."

Lara responded, "Just leave me alone, but where's the brush and toothpaste since your madam said that I should brush my teeth. I wonder if I'm going to be close to the client for him to smell my mouth first, before he speaks to me." Lara frowned.

Janet smiled and walked to the bathroom to bring out a clean white new brush, and she put some paste on it and called Lara to have it.

Janet said, "Lara, here it is, be quick."

Lara walked to the bathroom and snatched the toothbrush away from Janet's hand angrily, and she started brushing her sparkling white teeth.

Lara has a natural set of white glowing teeth, whether she brushes her teeth or not. And yet Madam Alora has insulted her, claiming that she has mouth odour.

Lara frowned and felt she would deal with Madam Alora whenever she gained her freedom, as she wouldn't be used to make money from men.

After brushing her teeth, Lara finally walked out into the room and didn't see Janet there.

Lara sighed and reflected on her life as she walked to the wide wall mirror in the room to stare at her beautiful reflection.

She was beautiful, cute, and everything a man would want in a woman. She blamed her mother for their suffering for accepting to marry an older man, as it wasn't like her mother was forced to marry her father.

Her mother knew that her father already had a wife and kids, yet she fell for him and had an illicit affair with him, which resulted in her mother's family chasing her away for choosing an older man. Whereas a lot of eligible young men came for her mother's hand in marriage while her mother was still young and sparkling beautiful like her, her mother rejected them all for an older man.

Lara wondered what her mother saw in her father that made her marry a poor older man.

Lara affirmed to herself not to have anything to do with any guy asking her out to be his girlfriend until she came of age and was ready for marriage.

Even as she became a young adult, she hadn’t taken any relationship seriously as she only wanted eligible bachelors to come for her hand in marriage, other than a mere relationship. But because of her mother's story in their village, some village women didn’t want their sons to marry her, fearing she might turn out to be like her mother someday and dump their son for an older man too.