CHAPTER 4

Listening to the two security men, Lara frowned as the hefty man who was driving the car got out.

The hefty man said, "Come on, go let him search you!"

Lara shuddered in fright. "No... he cannot touch my boobs."

James laughed as they were all Black men, and he truly admired Lara's boobs. Lara wasn't wearing a bra underneath her larger ones. He asked, "What do I need your boobs for? Answer me now! Or do you want to remain outside here while they drive inside?"

Lara shuddered and replied, "No."

Janet frowned and walked up to Lara's side. "Go, Lara. Let him search you. I doubt he'll do anything silly—just endure his touch."

Lara responded, "It's easy for you to say, but he cannot touch me."

Lara still refused, and James called out, "Peter!"

The hefty man replied, "Yes."

James said, "Take only the first lady inside. Let her remain here."

Lara replied, "No... Okay, come and search me now."

James smirked and ordered her, "Come over here!"

Lara frowned and walked up to James, who licked his lips. Lara had bigger boobs compared to Janet, whose bóobs were small like oranges.

James said, "Hands up now!"

Lara raised her hands, and James—who was a man in his 30s—dipped his right hand into her dress and fondled one of her bóobs. Lara actually heard him moan a little, which made her shudder away from him.

James yelled, "I'm not done searching you!"

Lara replied, "No."

Lara frowned; that wasn't how James had searched Janet.

The second security man, named Simon, asked, "James, what's taking you so long to search her? The boss is already calling me to see if Peter has arrived."

James frowned and responded, "I'm almost through searching her. Turn your back!"

Lara turned, and the shameless security man named James dipped his right hand underneath her dress and grabbed one of her buttọcks.

Lara gasped. "Ah! He's harassing me!"

Peter warned, "James!"

Peter's eyes narrowed at James. "I'm going to report you to the boss, James. Just to search her, and you're taking hours."

James replied, "No, Peter, you cannot report me. I'm only doing my job."

Peter remarked, "Job indeed. Get in the car, ladies."

Lara and Janet finally got back into the car. Lara was grateful that Peter had scolded the silly security man at the gate, who had dared to grab one of her buttọcks.

Driving into the frontage of the mansion, Peter parked the car. Lara and Janet both stepped out; Lara was mesmerized by how beautiful the white mansion looked.

The mansion was a standard duplex home, and it looked stunning with a swimming pool on the front side, decorated flowers surrounding it, and fountain as well.

Lara and Janet both walked toward the mansion's frontage, where they met another two security men who flashed them with touch scanners, scanning them from head to toe. One spoke. "Give me your phone."

Janet responded, "Okay."

Janet handed him her phone, and the fourth security man stared at them in silence.

The third security man said, "You can go inside—and you too."

Lara gulped and finally followed Janet into the exquisite mansion.

Lara was surprised; Janet had already told her that the house master hosted a lot of ladies, but stepping into the beautiful living room, the house was dead silent, with only the sound of the television speaking.

Similarly, Lara stared around and saw a butler step out of a door. He walked up to meet them.

The butler said, "Hi, I'm Joseph Wilson. Welcome to our humble home. This way, please."

Lara was quiet as she nervously followed Janet and Joseph. They went upstairs while Lara was still amazed at how magnificent and beautiful the interior decorations looked.

Reaching the second floor, Joseph pushed a door open and spoke to them. "You both can go inside and sit waiting, but don't speak to each other."

Janet responded, "Okay, sir. Thank you—we know."

Lara and Janet then walked into the executive parlor and sat on the couch. Lara could hear the faint sound of a shower tap running in one of the rooms.

Lara had many questions to ask Janet, but hearing that they weren't to speak to each other, she gulped and sat down in silence.

However, Mike Ernest was finished bathing. He stepped out, wrapped in a clean white towel around his waist. He knew his guests had arrived, since he had called Simon to find out if Peter had brought them.

Stepping out of his bedroom and into his parlor, Mike stared at the two beauties seated on the couch across from him. One had heavy makeup on her face and looked familiar—like a real bìtchy type—while the other sat calmly and nervously, to his view. He wondered where Madam Alora had gotten the calm lady from.

Mike hadn't patronized Madam Alora's ladies to sleep with them before, and staring at the two now before him, he seemed to like the calm one who didn't want to stare at him.

He walked fully into his sitting room, and Janet couldn't stop ogling him. She greeted him with a smile. "Good evening, sir."

Lara kept quiet and finally stared at Mike's handsome gaze on her. She gulped; Mike was truly handsome, as Janet had described him.

Lara greeted, "Good evening, sir."

Mike responded, "Welcome. How are you ladies doing?"

Lara replied, "I'm fine, and you?"

Mike stared at Lara's face; her voice seemed to ignite a flame of desire in him—hot and enchanting. He hummed without responding to her, while Janet spoke. "I'm also fine, sir. Nice to meet you again."

Mike responded, "Okay. I hope you ladies know why you're here?"

Janet replied, "Yes."

Lara responded, "No."

Mike stared at Lara again and hummed. "It's all right. I don't do two ladies at a time, and today I'm feeling too hot already and in need of a good time. But since we've met before, I don't think it's important for us to continue. I like changing the ladies I host so I don't get attached to any of you. I've spoken to your madam about this before. How come she still sent you here?"

Janet frowned and didn't respond to Mike, while Lara stared from Janet to Mike in confusion.

Mike said, "You go outside and wait for her. You'll meet Joseph, and he'll show you to a room to rest. While you... what's your name?"

Mike's gaze fell on Lara. Seeing her jaw drop, she looked so pretty.

Lara said, "Lara Almond."

Mike responded, "I see. While Lara stays here with me. Now leave us."

Janet stood up sadly; she knew how influential Mike was and that he could harm her if she went against his orders. So she then exited the parlor, which was painted in a wine color. Lara also stood up to leave, surprising Mike.

Mike asked, "And where are you going, miss?"

Lara paused. "Huh? I thought you asked us to leave?"

Mike replied, "Not you—but only her. Come with me."

Lara said, "No..."

Mike paused and stared at Lara in confusion.

He asked, "What do you mean by no? Don't you know why you're here? Come now!"

Lara shuddered and refused to move. Mike walked back to meet her.

Mike got angry that Lara was wasting his precious time—he was supposed to be done with her and probably sleeping in his room by now—but here he was at 10 p.m., still cajoling her to follow him into his bedroom.

Mike was pissed off. But as he reached Lara to drag her by her left arm to follow him into his bedroom... just then, his towel loosened and fell off to the ground, revealing his hardened length to Lara's view.

Lara gasped. "My goodness!"

Lara immediately looked away from Mike, and he was so shocked at her behavior—especially since he had already sent Janet away.

Mike asked, "Are you trying to play with me or what?"

Lara shivered. "No."

Lara took some steps backward, away from Mike. She didn't want to look at him, knowing he was nàked right in her presence.

Lara begged, "Please, sir, let me go."

Mike said, "Shut up and come with me now—before I send for my men to throw you outside this minute."

Lara shuddered, wondering why they all wanted to throw her outside. She looked at Mike and saw him walking away toward his bedroom door. He didn't even bother to pick up his towel, which had fallen to the tiled floor.

Mike paused at his bedroom door and stared back at Lara, meeting her nervous gaze on him. He said, "Pick up that towel and bring it to me now. One more delay from you, and you won't like my action tonight."

Lara gulped; she had never been with a man before. She wondered, *So this is what Janet does in the city—sleeping with men for money?*

Lara sobbed as she walked to pick up the towel, out of fear that Mike would really throw her outside. She didn't even know her way around the city; she had just arrived and hadn't even rested, yet she was sent to a man's house.

Lara knew that was how Madam Alora would be sending her to different men's houses for money. She started crying harder in the parlor and refused to enter his bedroom.

Mike waited in his bedroom for Lara to come inside; she seemed to amuse him, but he didn't like to pet ladies. He knew they all wanted money, not that they loved him.

Mike was angered that Lara was testing his patience and delaying his fun. He stood up angrily from his bed and walked back out to his parlor to meet her—but found her sobbing.