"We have news for you, Mother," Michael said. "Mother?" Alda thought.She could not believe that Michael's mother could look so young, judging by how big and grown Michael was. And at the same time, she could not help but wonder about her age.Although Alda had looked at Mrs Draper with some kind of respect and admiration, it was not the same as how Michael's mother looked at her."Leave us," Mrs Draper ordered, looking at Michael with some judgment, which Alda noticed and understood as something not right. But if Michael was to leave, it was a lie. Marcus had already come to Alda, and the whole place was now filled with silence even when Michael walked to the table to pour himself some wine into a glass.Marcus sent his hand forward and said nothing more.Alda understood this, and to this, she acted promptly and began walking to the exit, with Marcus following behind her.Alda could feel the sense of tension in the room as she was leaving. However, she hoped that whatever happened wo
At ten o’clock in the evening of the day, a faint blue light covered the whole stage, and rhythm and blue music kissed the atmosphere. There were over twenty drunken men grooving to the music with glasses of wine in their hands and only one stripper at the pole who continued to dance naked. Alda peeked at the man seated at the bar. It was Micheal, the only child of the popular Draper family. Even though she had never seen him in person before, his pictures were on every wall on Farland street, and his face showing too much on the news as the only heir of his father’s company would not make him stay or drink overlooked. Everybody knew he was the heir that never took the family business seriously. Or rather to say that it is mostly how he represented himself in each interview he had with different journalists. And that he had been mostly filmed without his consent, being with different girls in private rooms and published on YouTube and Instagram countless times. And now that his fa
“Are you going to f**k the bit*h, with your pig belly? A man like you can only do a fat piglet in a barn,” one man responded, staggering on his feet with his eyes closing up. It did not matter the way he almost fell to the ground, neither did it matter the way he spoke, as if he was dozing off on his feet. The man he responded to had become a subject of mockery from other men. Such demeaning words were not allowed to go without a strike in his face as immediately as the man angrily did and to which all the men gathered up on them and cheered them into a fight. This did not mean that Alda stopped dancing to the rhythm of the music and Micheal did not stop admiring her even as he lifted another shot of whiskey to his mouth. He suddenly remembered what his late father's lawyer had told him earlier. "I will fire you, you just wait, just wait for me to get married to a virgin!" he slurred as he gulped down another shot. Since Micheal took the family business with such levity hands and
Micheal staggered to his feet. He was 6ft 3 cm tall. He had curly, dark hair and dark eyes. He had an oval face and a full beard which defined his handsomeness.He was taller than every man there in the strip club that night. And when he attempted to talk, he only hiccoughed his bad breath. Everyone still stared at him, which included the waitstaffs but at the voice of the club owner, every waitstaff which included the bartender got back to work. “How can he pay such a ridiculous price to sleep with the slut?” "He did not pay more than five thousand to sleep with every three girls every other night he came. What's so special about this one?"“He looked miserable and disgusting.”“I don't like his eyes.”“I hate his shoe”“His wristwatch cannot be that expensive”Different gossip from one drunken man to another the second Micheal started walking unsteadily with his shuffling gait, swaying from right to left and left to right. Micheal did not hear all of their gossip, but the one he
Alda was frozen in great shock. She could not determine what to do. Whichever way, she knew she was not getting on the bed. Immediately, her face was covered with beads of sweat and her breath became too obvious that Micheal could realise it. Micheal laughed hysterically. This was the first time he witnessed a stripper who would not get on the bed to sleep with a client ever since he had been coming to Alchemy strip club. Yet, his laughter did not mean he was going to have it easy on Alda. Abruptly, Micheal hastened to her and grabbed her by her hair. He pushed her to the bed, and he did not bother if she almost hit her head on the bed frame. Alda screamed. But she knew no help was coming for her. And no matter how much she struggled, she could not overpower the hefty Micheal whose arm is as strong as a tree. “I paid fifty thousand dollars to have you, you piece of shit! How dare you hesitate to have sex with me?” Micheal yelled. “Do you f**king know who I am?” He exclaimed angri
Micheal sent forward his hands as a gesture of peace. “Easy, I only want to talk,” he said again as he took another leg forward. But Alda did not believe anything he said. “I will kill you,” she warned again as rivers of tears rolled down her eyes. Even so, at this moment, she rushed her eyes again throughout the entire room. This was not because of anything other than to see a window she could escape through.Micheal saw her intention through her hasty gestures as he caught her eyes scanning the entire room in such a rush. “I can help you if you help me.” Micheal interrupted. However, it did not mean Alda heard him because everything she heard was nothing but her haste to escape the Alchemy strip club. Micheal yet took another step forward, and Alda warned him again. If Micheal believed this was a joke, he was disappointed. Alda attempted another stab at him but he was quick to see that coming and he only dodged it and Alda fell to the ground. Once Micheal picked up the knife fr
When Micheal heard this, the joy written on his face could not be ignored and this verily, Alda saw clearly.“But on a few conditions,” Alda said suddenly, which called Micheal back to listen. Though Micheal did not know what Alda’s condition might be, he knew he was ready to accept everything in that Alda was indeed a virgin. “I will live in your mansion, but we will sleep in different rooms. If only there were visitors, we would be affectionate. Secondly, there will be no sex throughout the lifespan of the marriage and lastly, my two siblings have the right to visit me and most importantly, my siblings must always eat at your mansion.” “Done!” Micheal agreed almost immediately as Alda had spoken. “Now, you will get tested before we both visit the family lawyer.” He furthered. When Micheal said this, he quickly peeked at Alda to check her reaction if there were any written expressions which were against being tested if she was indeed a virgin. But there was none, and he smiled. H
In a blink of an eye, just as if the news was prepared, there was already a newscaster on the television narrating a false event about Micheal S. Draper as the heir of Walt Draper’s group. Her narration was about how the heir of Walt Draper's group patronised the strip club and was hitting the strip club owner because of a stripper. And at this moment, the face of a dancing stripper at the pole laughing like a silly cat was displayed on the television. Alda was quick to hide her face in order not to be filmed by the drunken men as she was not ready to be the talk of the city in any positive or negative manner. Micheal was still pinned on the floor being punched in the eye continuously. Also that he was not aware of anything happening on the news. “I said stop the motherf**king music.” The strip club owner shouted with spit flying out of his mouth. And though the music was stopped all in his name, it did not mean the bouncer stopped hitting Micheal. Even at this, Micheal rendered h