CHAPTER 5

Mike walked into his parlor and stared at Lara in shock.

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

Mike was surprised to see Lara crying. His brows furrowed as he looked at her, and Lara's red eyes met his unclothed body, making her stare at the floor.

Mike burst out laughing, surprising Lara, and he walked up slowly to meet her. But Lara took a few steps backward and fell onto the black couch behind her. She sat down forcefully, and Mike approached her, looking breathtakingly handsome and dark, even though he was bare.

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

Lara nodded, not wanting to look up at him. She was visibly afraid, remembering that her village friend had told her that sex was painful. She had been advised to only do it with a man who truly loved her, not just a random guy. And here she was with a man whose health status she didn't know.

Mike leaned closer to Lara. She smelled so nice, and her sweet blossom scent was turning him on, making his member harden.

Mike moved closer to touch Lara, but she shifted away from him.

Mike asked, "Why are you shifting away?"

Lara shook her head and stared downward, visibly vibrating with fear of what Mike might do to her.

Mike sniffed Lara's neck and slowly touched her face to wipe away her tears.

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

Lara replied, "No."

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

Lara shivered. "No."

Mike stared at Lara's chest, her red dress exposing her full cleavage. She was indeed beautiful, but he didn't understand where Madam Alora had found her. Her attitude clearly irritated him.

Madam Alora had been pestering Mike to patronize her ladies, but he had no interest in them. He had told his friend, Gideon Abram, that he didn't like Madam Alora's ladies. Gideon had advised him to give them a trial, and here he was with a lady refusing him.

Mike stared at Lara, who was vibrating before him, and slowly bent beside her to take off her shoes. Lara shook in fear as his bare hands touched her smooth legs. He removed her black heeled shoes from her slender, beautiful legs and said, "Stand up and come with me now. I don't have much time to waste here with you."

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

Mike raked his short black hair in frustration. He was wearing an earring and had a visible eagle tattoo on his right arm.

Mike stared at Lara, who was clearly trying to appear innocent. Most ladies had tried to create a facade with him, but once he yelled at them, they cooperated and pleased him. Her case was different.

Mike said, "I see that you're not ready for this."

He walked to his cell phone, intending to call Joseph, but Lara immediately looked at him in fear, thinking he was going to call his bodyguards to throw her out.

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

Mike paused his call and stared back at Lara's face coldly.

He asked, "What is it?"

Lara shrugged, unable to speak as she met Mike's cold gaze and saw that he was still bare.

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

Lara begged, "No, please..." She shuddered in fright, not a prostitute, and she feared what Madam Alora would do to her if she found out that Lara hadn't done what Mike had asked.

Mike said, "Hello..."

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 again, gulping what he wanted to say to Joseph. He was still nàked, and her voice was turning him hard.

Mike ended the phone call and dropped the landline, then turned to face Lara.

He asked, "What are you talking about? Are you coming with me or not? I don't have time to waste here with you."

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

Mike said, "Hmph."

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

Lara stood up nervously, avoiding looking at Mike's face directly, even though she could feel his eyes all over her.

Mike said, "Fine, come with me."

Mike walked to his bedroom, and Lara picked up his towel from the floor. He was shamelessly walking fully bare, while she was ashamed to look at him.

Lara wondered how many women Mike had hosted and paraded himself nàked before. The thought irritated her.

Mike's home was beautiful, but it didn't matter to Lara. She was new in the city and still needed her transportation fare to return to her village.

Lara thought she would endure only a night with Mike, endure whatever he did, get paid, and leave to her village, refusing to be used for sex for money.

Walking into Mike's large bedroom, Lara was mesmerized by the interior decorations. The king-size bed was covered in a light-pink bedspread, and a flat-screen television displayed a music video at the lowest volume. A beautiful red wine-colored artistic painting of Mike hung on the wall.

Lara sighed, "Hmm."

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

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

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

Lara gulped heavily and started to strip in front of Mike. His blue eyes were glued to her body, not leaving her for a moment. Lara used the towel she was still holding to wrap around her chest, but Mike immediately questioned her, "What nonsense are you doing?"

Lara shuddered again as she met Mike's angry gaze. Her brown eyes turned pure red, and hot tears rolled up in her eyes.

Mike stood up, confused, and walked up to Lara. "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. Even though he was interested in Lara, he decided to pamper her to help her overcome her fright. If that would make her succumb and pleasure him.

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

Lara replied, "Okay, sir." She sniffed.

Lara stared at Mike's face as she sat down beside him on the bed. She knew she would still be reported to Madam Alora and thought about begging Mike.

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

Mike stared at Lara's face in shock. He was angry that she didn't want to pleasure him but was now asking him for money.

Mike knew that most of the ladies craved money and nothing else. He stood up to leave his bedroom, but Lara held his left hand, thinking he was going to call his security to throw her out.

Mike asked, "What's the meaning of this?" He glared at her.

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

Mike asked, "Is this a joke? How did you get here in the first place? Damn it!"

Mike cussed, annoyed that he had already sent Janet away instead of Lara. He stared away from her body 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!" He pulled his hand away from her grasped.

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

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

Lara stared at Mike's face, trying not to look at his erection. She stared downwards as Mike walked towards her and took his white towel from her hand.

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

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

Mike's annoyance reached its peak. He quickly tied his towel around his waist, walked up to Lara, and dragged her outside by her left hand. He threw her out of his bedroom and into his parlor. "Leave Go and meet Joseph. Get lost."

Lara refused to leave and stayed in Mike's parlor, crying. Mike shut his bedroom door and cussed, "Damn it! What kind of lady is that?"

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