Chapter 87: Complication

"I am sure, he is the only man who has touched me," she repeated and her aunty stared at her with a hand folded across her chest.

"You better be sure about this," Paula said and left Lyla for the kitchen.

Back at the club, Derrick was not sure when he had passed out, but when he opened his eyes, he frowned looking at his environment. He was sitting on a chair surrounded by some half-naked ladies. One was giving him a lap dance and the other giving him a shoulder massage.

He drove them away from himself faster than lightning speed. He checked his wallet and realized he had spent all the money he had inside it. He got up, buckled his belt and stepped out of the bar. He then realizes how late it was.

"Oh my God, Lily," he thought as he ran towards his car and quickly started the engine once he was behind the wheel.

"Hey asshole, you didn't pay the lap dancers," yelled the bar owner.

Derrick ignored him and drove off towards his apartment.

"He just apologized to Lily not long ago and today