Chapter 7: She won't be working here any more

Ragnor was annoyed by how Laura was treating Clara. Even though he didn't say anything his terrifying aura was enough to scare off anyone in the same room with him. He sat down at his usual spot, the table close to the entrance in the corner. He watched as Clara cleaned all the seats and tables. His terrifying aura soon turned into a loving one.

Laura who was watching this strange man from the private room secretly, could tell this man had eyes for Clara but how? He was a strange kind of fellow as it appears no one knows him but he is seriously rich. He could just pull bundles of money from his pocket. Laura was wondering, how much more money he has, who is he and where does he come from?

The rich people of San Francisco are well known. Well, maybe getting his name will help her find out more about him. These were the thoughts running through Laura's mind. She was still watching him and thinking when her gaze and that of Ragnor met. She jolted backwards.

From the look in his eyes she could tell, he had seen her but how? This man is becoming fearful by the second. Laura sat on the chair in the private room, wondering if she had imagined what just happened. 

Jessica walked in and saw the man sitting behind the table to the entrance in the corner and was surprised to see a client already in even though the club had not opened yet. The client does look familiar. She thought for a minute and recalled, that she had tried to give him a lap dance before but he rejected it outright and didn't even want her around him.

She turned and in a split second, the man was gone. He paid 100,000 dollars for Clara, so that night, she was just trying her luck and hoping to get some money from him. Jessica went to Clara.

"Hey, is this not the man who paid 100,000 dollars for you?" Jessica asked curiously in a whisper.

"Yes" Clara answered also whispering and feeling embarrassed.

"Why is he here this early?" Jessica asked and then thought of something.

She gasped "Don't tell me he is here for you? You didn't do anything with him the last time, did you?" Jessica questioned, still whispering.

"No, I told you, he just gave me a room and left me to sleep alone. Nothing happened. Even last night I was......" Clara explained but Jessica cut in before she could complete the statement.

"Haaaaaaa, you were in his house again? Clara, are you sure he didn't touch you? Pinky swear he didn't touch you?" Jessica questioned still whispering. 

"Noo, why is your mind so dirty? You think every man that picks a lady just wants to sleep with her?" Clara said a little annoyed. "He just treats me nice" She added.

"Clara, you are too innocent, too naive. There is no such thing as a good man on earth? Have you asked him what he wants with you?" Jessica questioned.

"Think about it, a man pays 100,000 dollars for you and takes you to his mansion just to sleep and be served by people. Clara, does this make sense to you?" She paused waiting for her reaction.

She continued seeing no reaction from Clara.

"You know is okay to tell me if you are already sleeping with him. I lost my virginity when I was 16 years old. You are older, there is no shame in losing it now. You don't have to be shy about it. So now tell me, are you sleeping with him?" Jessica asked with a grin.

"I said no" Clara yelled, threw the towel on the table and left for her room angry. 

Ragnor's loving gaze turned ice-cold, seeing Jessica bothering Clara. He was now looking at Jessica who had her back turned to him. Jessica felt her back suddenly become heavy. She turned to find out why and there in the corner the quiet man who some few minutes ago appeared harmless and invisible now looked terrifying. Jessica gulped and ran to Clara's room. Clara was annoyed to see Jessica but calmed herself down when she saw how terrified her friend was. 

"What is it, Jessica?" Clara asked worriedly "Why do you look like you just saw a ghost." 

And true, Jessica did look like she had seen a ghost as her colour had drained off her. "Is that man," is all she could say.

Clara went back to the club to find out who or what had scared Jessica so much but she was rather disappointed. Ragnor was no longer there. She forgot all about finding out why Jessica was so scared and went to continue her cleaning. She was done and the place was ready to be open. 

Laura realizing the man had left, came out of the private room and went straight to Clara. 

"Look, I don't care what you do with your private life, but I will advise you, if you know what is good for you, don't bring that man here again. You hear me?" Laura yelled. 

Clara became confused. What did Ragnor do to earn Laura's hate was the question in Clara's head. Is the 100, 000 dollar not enough? Clara frowned upon remembering something.

"Maybe Laura went to ask him for more money and he didn't give her. It wouldn't be the first time she had gotten angry with Jessica over such" Clara thought and decided to ignore her but she nodded to her warming. 

Soon, people started coming into the club, the rich and the very rich. Clara was this time dressed as a sexy maid. She was carrying a tray of drinks and serving. One man pulled her by the waist making her sit on his lap. Clara quickly got up and left the place before the man could pull her back into position. She was standing at the counter when Laura walked up to her with the man, that had pulled her onto his lap earlier. 

"Clara, you will entertain this man tonight. He just paid for your services" Laura said smiling.

Clara shook her head in a no.

"Look here lady, you are not meant for that man alone. He has already had his fill, so let others also enjoy" Laura yelled at her.

Clara felt disgusted by the statement she just made.

"Why is it that everyone is thinking Ragnor slept with her when he didn't?" Clara thought.

Clara was still lost in her thoughts when Laura's voice cut in bringing her out of her thoughts. 

"So will you go willing or should I get my boys to drag you there?" Laura asked with a straight face staring at Clara. "You can go wait for her in private room 11," She said smiling at the man who proceeded at her word to the suggested private room and Laura returned her face with a frown to Clara.

Clara was still not moving; her eyes became teary. Laura got annoyed with her behaviour and called one of the boys to take her to the private room. Clara started pleading with Laura as one of her men dragged her away.

Ragnor walked in, pulled Clara from the man's grip with his right hand and punched him with his left hand folded into a fist sending him flying across the room and landing behind the bar counter. He passed out immediately. Clara fell to his chest and he wrapped his hands around her protectively.

"What the hell did you do that for?" Laura yelled at him angrily ignoring all the fibres in her telling her to run away from this terrifying-looking man. 

"She won't be working here anymore," Ragnor said in a deep authoritative voice. 

Laura including those people nearby who heard him amidst the loud music were immediately terrified. Clara was still in his arms unaware of the terrifying face of Ragnor the people were seeing. His eyes were bloodshot and he was very angry.

Ragnor closed his eyes and when he opened them again, his eyes were now emerald green and he was so calm. He carried Clara in his arms and gazed at her lovingly. The people who were watching the whole scene were shocked by how this man could be so terrifying and in the next minute turn so loving towards just one person.

Clara buried her face in his neck as uncontrolled tears trickled down her cheeks. Ragnor could feel her warm tears soaking his shirt. His heart ached.

"It's okay, I am here now. No one will bully you again. No one will treat you like this again," Ragnor said in a calm voice almost like a whisper as he walked out of the club with Clara in his arms. 

The chauffeur opened the door of the limousine for him as he stepped out of the club. He went inside and sat with Clara still in his arms. He gently rubbed the back of her head as he coaxed her to stop crying.  Clara's head was on his shoulder and her arms wrapped around his neck like a little girl. 

Laura walked out to see where he was taking Clara. She only saw the back of the limousine driving away. 

"Wow!, he owns a limo?" Laura said out loud.

"Look at that chauffeur, he was in a uniform. Who is this guy, really?" Laura was still talking to herself. 

She was still lost in her thoughts staring at the back of the limo which had vanished into the distance when a black Maybach parked right in front of her missing her just by inches. 

"Hey, who the hell are you? Are you drunk? You almost killed me you idiotic son of a bitch, how..." Before Laura could complete her statement which she was making out of anger, the driver opened the door of the car and a blonde beautiful woman dressed in the most expensive dress with sparkling diamonds for earrings and a diamond chain on her neck stepped out of the car.

The ground beneath her suddenly became wrong. She needed to be standing on a carpet of gold. She looked at Laura with no expression on her face. 

Laura gulped and wished she could swallow all the words she just spat out earlier. This woman looks like an ancient Egyptian goddess, beautiful yet terrifying.