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 at her while Lara looked at him. Her red eyes came into contact with his naked body, making her stare at the floor.

Mike burst out laughing, surprising Lara. He walked up slowly to meet her, but Lara took some steps backward and fell onto the black couch behind her. She sat down forcefully on the couch as Mike approached her, looking breathtakingly handsome and dark even though he was naked.

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

Lara nodded and responded, "Yes."

Lara did not want to stare up at Mike's face. She had become visibly afraid of him, remembering that her village friend had told her that sex was painful, and that if she wanted to do it, she should opt for a man who truly loved her, not just some random guy. Here she was with a man whose health status she did not even know.

Mike leaned closer to Lara. She scented so nice, and he felt turned on by her sweet blossom scent, feeling his member hardening.

Mike moved closer to Lara, but she shifted away from him. He asked, "Why are you shifting away?"

Lara shook her head and stared downward in silence. She was visibly trembling, afraid of what Mike wanted to do to her.

Mike sniffed Lara and slowly touched her face to wipe off her tears. He asked, "Come. I won't hurt you."

Lara replied, "No."

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

Lara shivered and replied, "No."

Mike stared at Lara's chest as her red dress seemed to expose her full cleavage.

Lara was indeed beautiful, but Mike did not understand where Madam Alora had gotten her from. Her attitude clearly irritated him.

Madam Alora had been the one urging Mike to patronize her ladies. He did not want to, since they obviously did not interest him. However, he had spoken to his friend Gideon Abram about not liking Madam Alora's ladies.

Gideon had advised him to give her ladies a trial. And here he was with a lady refusing him.

Mike stared at Lara, who was trembling before him. He slowly bent beside her and took off her shoes while Lara shook in fear as his bare hands touched her smooth legs.

Mike removed Lara's black heeled shoes from her slender, beautiful legs and spoke to her, "Stand up and come with me now. I don't have much time to waste with you."

Lara replied, "No." She refused to stand up. She saw clearly that Mike was losing his patience and wanting to sleep with her, but she had not signed up to become a prostitute. She did not know how to explain it to him.

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

Mike stared at Lara. Obviously, many ladies had tried to create a facade with him, pretending to be innocent. But once he yelled at them, they cooperated at once and pleasured him. Her case was totally different.

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

Mike walked up to his cell phone and wanted to place a call to Joseph, but Lara stared at him, afraid he wanted to place a call to his bodyguards to throw her outside.

She spoke, "Please, sir! I'm not a—"

Mike paused his phone call and stared back at Lara coldly.

He asked, "What is it?"

Lara shrugged and could not speak as she met Mike's cold gaze. She saw that he was still naked.

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

Lara begged, "No, sir, please."

Lara shuddered in fright. She was not a prostitute and feared what Madam Alora would do if she found out that she had not done what Mike asked her to do.

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's face again. He gulped what he wanted to say to Joseph as he was still naked and her voice was turning him hard.

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

He asked, "What are you talking about? Are you following me inside or not? I don't have time to waste 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. She did not stare 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. Lara then picked up his white towel from the floor.

Mike was so shameless, comfortably walking fully bare to Lara's view, while she was ashamed to be staring at him.

Lara wondered how many ladies Mike had hosted and paraded himself naked to their views. The thought of it irritated her.

Mike's home was beautiful, but all that did not matter to Lara. She was new in the city and still needed her transport fare to return home to her village.

Lara thought to endure only a one-night stand with Mike and to endure whatever he would do with her, with the understanding that she would get paid and leave for her village. She would not allow herself to be used for sex for money.

Walking into Mike's large bedroom, Lara felt mesmerized by his bedroom interior decorations: from his large king-size bed covered in a light-pink bedspread to his flat-screen television displaying a music video at its lowest volume, and to the beautiful artistic painting of Mike on the wall painted in wine-colored tones.

Lara sighed, "Hmm."

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

Lara shuddered as her gaze fell back on Mike, and she asked him, "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 as she started to strip in front of Mike. Seeing his large blue eyes glued to her body, never leaving her for one minute, she used his towel—which she was still holding—to wrap around her chest. But Mike questioned her, "What nonsense are you doing?"

Lara shuddered as she met Mike's angered gaze. Her brown eyes turned pure red as hot tears rolled down.

Mike stood up confused and walked up to meet Lara 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 was not that heartless. Even though he was interested in Lara, he decided to comfort her out of her fright, hoping that would make she succumb and pleasure him.

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

Lara replied, "Okay." She sniffed.

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

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

Mike stared at Lara's face in shock. He was angry that she did not want to pleasure him, but here she was, asking him for money.

Mike knew that most ladies craved money and nothing else. He stood up to leave his bedroom while Lara held his left hand back, thinking he wanted to call his security men to throw her out.

Mike glared at Lara and asked her, "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 cussed. He was so annoyed that he had already sent Janet away instead of Lara. He stared away from her 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 immediately fell down 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. She did not want to stare at his member that rose up facing her again, so she stared downward while Mike walked toward her and collected 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 with 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 tied his towel around his waist quickly and walked up to meet Lara. He dragged her outside by her left hand and threw her out of his bedroom and into his parlor. He warned, "Leave now. Go and meet with Joseph. Get lost."

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

Mike paced about in his bedroom, irritated that Lara had not satisfied him. He was horny and needing a warm body to sleep with.

Mike finally walked back into his bathroom to bathe again, believing that Lara would have left his parlor and gone downstairs to meet Joseph.