Chapter 5

Mike was shocked to find Lara crying.

"What's the meaning of this?" He asked.

Mike was surprised to see Lara crying. His brows furrowed. Lara looked at him, but her red eyes met his unclothed body, making her stare at the floor.

Mike laughed, surprising Lara. He walked up to her, but Lara stepped back, falling onto the couch. Mike approached, breathtakingly handsome and dark.

Mike asked, "Are you trying to prove you're innocent or forced to come here?"

Lara responded, "Yes."

Lara nodded, not wanting to stare at Mark, afraid of him. She remembered her friend saying sex was painful and should only be with someone who truly loved her, not a random guy. She didn't even know Mike's health status.

Mike leaned closer. Lara smelled nice, and he felt turned on by her scent, feeling his member hardening.

Mike moved closer, but she shifted away.

Mike asked, "Why are you shifting away?"

Lara shook her head and stared down in silence, visibly vibrating, afraid of what Mike wanted to do.

Mike sniffed Lara and slowly touched her face to wipe her tears.

He asked, "Come, I won't hurt you."

Lara replied, "No."

Mike was losing patience but slowly spoke, "Do you want me to call the security guards?"

Lara replied, "No."

Mike stared at Lara's chest. Her red dress exposed her cleavage. He didn't understand where Madam Alora got Lara. Her attitude irritated him.

Madam Alora had been disturbing Mike to patronize her ladies. He didn't want to, but his best friend, Gideon Abraham advised him to give her ladies a try. Here he was with a lady refusing him.

Mike stared at Lara, vibrating before him. He slowly bent beside her and took off her shoes. Lara shook, afraid as his bare hands touched her legs. He removed her shoes and said, "Stand up and come with me now. I don't have time to waste here with you."

Lara replied, "No."

Lara refused to stand, seeing Mike was losing patience and wanting to sleep with her. She didn't sign up to be a prostitute and didn't know how to explain.

Mike raked his hair in frustration. He wore earrings and had an eagle tattoo on his right arm.

He stared at Lara's face. Many ladies had tried to act innocent, but cooperated when he yelled. However, her case was different.

Mike said, "I see you aren't ready."

Mike walked to his phone and wanted to call Joseph, but Lara stared at him, thinking he would call his bodyguards to throw her out.

She spoke, "Please sir! I'm not a..."

Mike paused his call and stared back coldly.

He asked, "What is it?"

Lara shrugged, unable to speak, meeting Mike's cold gaze and seeing he was still bare.

Mike sighed and cursed, "I don't have time for ladies like you. Since you don't want to sleep with me, then you will leave my house at once."

Lara begged, "No, sir... please."

Lara shuddered, not a prostitute, and feared what her madam would do if she didn't do what Mike asked.

Mike said, "Hello, Joseph..."

Lara said, "Please sir... Okay, I will do whatever you want me to do... but I'm not a prostitute and..."

Mike paused and stared back at Lara, gulping what he wanted to say to Joseph. He was still bare, and her voice was turning him on.

Mike ended the call, dropped the phone, and turned to face her. He asked, "What are you talking about? Are you following me inside or not? I don't have time to waste here with you."

Lara replied, "Fine. I... will."

Mike said, "Hmph."

Mike was quiet but seemed to like Lara. He said, "Okay. Stand up."

Lara stood nervously, not staring at Mike, even though she could feel his eyes on her.

Mike said, "Fine, come with me."

Mike walked to his bedroom. Lara picked up his towel. He was shamelessly walking bare, while she was ashamed to stare.

Lara wondered how many ladies Mike had hosted and paraded himself bare to. The thought irritated her.

Mike's home was beautiful, but it didn't matter. Lara needed her fare to return home.

Lara thought to endure a night with Mike, enduring whatever nonsense he would do, to get paid and leave, not to be used for sex for money.

Walking into Mike's bedroom, Lara was mesmerized by the interior. From his king-size bed covered in pink to his television displaying a music video. To the painting of Mike on the red wine colored wall.

Lara sighed, "Hmm."

Mike asked, "What are you staring at? Strip now!"

Lara shuddered, her gaze falling back on Mike. She asked, "I should do what?"

Mike replied, "You heard me correctly. Why are you being so stubborn? I don't want to repeat myself, so be quick."

Lara gulped, starting to strip in front of Mike. Seeing his blue eyes glued to her body, Lara used his towel to wrap around her chest. Mike questioned, "What nonsense are you doing?"

Lara shuddered, meeting Mike's angered gaze. Her brown eyes turned red, and tears rolled.

Mike stood up confusedly and asked, "Why are you acting like this? I don't get it! Do you want to leave now?"

Lara shakily replied, "No..."

Mike sighed, "Fine. Then come to the bed now."

Mike wasn't heartless. Though interested in Lara, he decided to pamper her out of her fright, hoping it would make her succumb and pleasure him.

Mike said, "I wouldn't hurt you, okay?"

Lara replied, "Okay."

Lara stared at Mike, sitting beside him on his bed. She knew she would be reported to Madam Alora and thought to beg Mike.

Lara begged, "Please sir... can you help me with money?"

Mike stared in shock, angry Lara didn't want to pleasure him but was asking for money.

Mike knew most ladies craved money. He stood up to leave. But Lara held his hand, thinking he would call his security men.

Mike asked, "What's the meaning of this?"

Lara begged, "Please sir, I need to go back home to the village."

Mike asked, "Is this a joke or what? How did you get here first? Damn it!"

Mike cursed, annoyed he had sent Janet away instead of Lara. He stared away and said, "Just leave!"

Lara begged, "No sir. Please, I don't have anywhere to go."

Mike spat, "That's none of my business, leave now, at once, get out!"

Lara fell to her knees and begged, "Please sir, I cannot leave here, help me please."

Mike cursed, "Damn it! What's the meaning of this? Help you with what again? Alright, get up first."

Lara stared at Mike's face, not wanting to stare at his member, and stared down. Mike walked to her and took his towel.

Mike said, "You cannot stay here with me tonight. Since you don't know why you're here and don't want to do anything with me... You will leave my bedroom. You will meet Joseph, and he will show you to a room to stay until tomorrow morning, and you get lost."

Lara responded, "No sir, Please, I cannot leave here."

Mike's annoyance peaked. He tied his towel around his waist and walked to Lara. He dragged her out by her left hand, throwing her out of his bedroom into his parlor. He warned, "Leave now, go and meet Joseph. Get lost."

Lara refused to leave, staying in Mike's parlor and crying. Mike shut his bedroom door and cursed, "What kind of a lady is that?"

Mike paced in his bedroom, irritated that Lara didn't satisfy him. He was horny and needed a warm body. He walked back to his bathroom to bathe again, believing Lara would have left his parlor and gone downstairs to meet Joseph.