1 year later…
We relocated to a different city. It was Charlotte’s idea that we should move to the other house that her dad left for her. It’s also a pretty house but this one is bigger than the one we lived in before, the yard had so many trees and it was also big.
There was a 6-car garage, it had a movie room, two TV rooms, a gaming room, a gym, an indoor swimming pool, 6 bedrooms, 3 kitchens, 3 dining rooms and a bar. There was another swimming pool outside and a basketball court. The first day we got there I walked around the house but I couldn’t finish it up. I ended up asking Charlotte what her father did for a living because I realized that this guy had so much money. Charlotte just said his job paid we but he was smart enough to make so much money that it would last 6 different generations but she wouldn’t tell me what her father did so I just assumed that maybe he was just a corrupt politician.
I had told Charlotte that I was tired of sitting and doing nothing, I needed a job just to make sure that I was never free. She found me a job in a small book store and we had to get fake identity documents which contained my fake new name identity. I was now known as Steve. I was kind of wondering how Charlotte was able to pull things like this off. But I ever asked questions, I loved how this life was unfolding. My first day to report at work, I woke up in the morning. My uniform was already prepared, I was beginning to feel like a man of the house now. I took a shower the I put my pans on, next to the shirt there was a name tag written, STEVE STORE MANAGER.
After dressing up, I went downstairs and breakfast was ready. Charlotte came and fixed my tie, and then gave me a baby kiss on my cheek.
“You look handsome, how do you feel about your first day at work?” she asked, as she brushed my shoulder with her palm.
“I’m nervous but I’ll manage” I replied as I took a deep breath
“Eat your breakfast, you’re getting late” she said, while helping me settle on the chair.
After eating my breakfast, Charlotte took my plate to the dishwasher and then she walked me outside holding my lunch box, there was a Rolls Royce and a driver waiting for me. I looked at her with a smile and shook my head.
“I am a book store manager but I pull up at work in a Rolls Royce, don’t you think that this is too much?” I said with a laughter.
“It’s just for now babe, I organized driving lessons for you. So, for now you won’t be driving yourself to work. Now go kick ass for me” she explained, while brushing my bicep with her hand.
“I love you so much babe” I said while my face approached her face and kissed.
I went to the car, the driver insisted to open the door for but I stopped him and opened it by myself. I couldn’t adjust to the luxurious lifestyle that everybody dreams about, since I lived with Charlotte, I always felt like there was another life I had before this one. Maybe it was affected by my memory loss but this current life was turning to be just fine and I loved it. I sat at the back of a Rolls Royce looking outside the window as we were journeying all the way to my first job. This felt like a dream and it is all that I wanted, I wanted to contribute as a man and now it made me feel good that I was beginning to do just that. We arrived at the book store I slowly got out of the Rolls Royce and everyone was astonished and some whispered “he must be the own.” I walked into the store and I was welcomed by the supervisor, she was a short chubby lady, with brown skin and long hair.
“Good morning sir, my name is Abigail. I am the supervisor and I was told that you will come today” she explained with her loud voice.
“Hey Abigail, how are you this morning?” I extended my hand as we greeted each other.
“I am well sir, let me show you your office” she as she led the way.
We got to my office and I was astonished at what I saw, it looked expensive. “What kind of a book store is this? How do they afford such expensive furniture? How much do books make per month?” Those were questions I had as I walked into that office.
“This is your office and all your files are on the table, welcome to the team boss” Abigail said, as I looked around.
“Call me Steve” I replied while putting my bag on the table.
“Okay, you can come this way and we introduce to the rest of the staff” Abigail said as she led the way out of my office to the store and I followed her. We got to the main store, she told everyone to gather around.
“Ladies and gentleman, this Steve our new store manager” Abigail announced.
“Welcome Steve” everyone greeted me.
“Thank you, Abigail, and thank you everyone for such a warm welcome. I already at home and I hope we are going to work effectively to take this store somewhere” I said with tone which showed excitement.
They clapped their hands.
“That’s all for now, you can carry on working” I said, I then walked back to my luxurious office.
I sat on my comfortable luxurious chair, it felt good at that moment. I sat there thinking about how blessed it felt like, I arrived at work in a Rolls Royce and I had some driving me and at this moment I was sitting in this wonderful office doing nothing. I got bored of doing nothing so I decided to walk around the store monitoring how everyone was working. I monitored them one by one until I came across a particular lady who was taking the books from the store room to the shelves.
“Let me help you with those” I offered to carry some books for her
Without saying a word, she gave me a pile of books to carry.
“What’s your name?” I asked, as I walked behind her.
“Bosses are normally sitting in their offices and drink coffee but you’re here asking for my name?” she said as she continued to walk towards an empty shelve.
“Well let’s just say I am nothing like those bosses” I said, insisting that she gave me her name.
She giggled and stopped at a certain shelve and began to pack the books she had. She kept on glancing at me as I insisted that she gives me her name.
“You won’t give up, won’t you?” she sighed, she stopped and gave me her attention.
“I would follow you around the whole day if I have to” I replied.
“Okay then, I’m Cindy” she said with a sincere smile.
“That wasn’t hard” I said while walking away from her.
She just watched me walk away from the same position I left her in. I got to my office, since I had nothing to do, I decided to open my laptop and began to surf on the internet. I came across an interesting article about a drug which is capable of completely wiping a person’s memory. The article explained that when this particular drug is injected into your system it wipes your memory completely in 3 days, but to me at that point it seemed like a myth. I thought of my situation and decided the save the article for later reference but I never thought that my situation was caused by this drug. I had no idea what to do so I called Abigail to my office.
“Hey listen, I am heading home my wife needs me” I lied “You will monitor everything for me and we will check the books tomorrow first thing in the morning” I ordered her as I was putting my laptop back into my briefcase.
“No problem” Abigail replied and then walked out of my office.
I then took my phone and called my driver. I took my briefcase then walked out of the book store, I waited for my driver but he took so long to arrive so I took my phone and called him.
“Hey, how far are you?” I asked as I was looking around, I then spotted a coffee shop nearby.
“I’m almost there give me a few minutes” he replied as I was walking towards the coffee shop.
“Okay text me when you get here” I said, I got into the coffee shop and hung up the phone.
I looked around and realized that this was some kind of a couple’s coffee shop. It was each male sitting with a female, there were no groups, each table was occupied by a couple and it looked like it was only rich people who entered in to that coffee shop. I spotted what looked like a bar and decided to go sit there alone.
“What kind of a coffee shop is this?” I thought to myself as curiosity struck my mind.
I pulled a chair and sat down, I didn’t know how to order my own coffee so I just took out my phone and surfed the internet. I came across another article about that magical drug which wipes a person’s memory and they forget everything, I read the first two paragraphs.
“So, you’re not going to order any coffee?” A female voice said behind me, stopping me from continuing with the article.
I turned and spotted one of those classy slay queens, she had long legs and a curvy body. She didn’t look like the wife type of a female but those kinds of females who would give married men their greatest sexual experiences as long as they had money to pay for it.
“Aren’t you going to offer a lady a seat?” she asked with a smile.
Without saying a word, I just pointed at the chair next to me. She came and pulled the chair for herself and sat down.
“It is not nice for a man to sit alone in a cozy coffee shop like this one” she said while playing with my tie.
“Well, it’s just a coffee” I replied with a calm voice.
“Just a coffee shop? It’s your first time coming here?” she asked, still playing with my tie.
“Yeah” I answered, moving her hand from my tie.
“Follow me” she said as she stood from the chair and began to walk.
I decided to follow her. A text alert rang on my phone but I ignored it. She walked through the curtains and then I followed her. In the room behind the curtains there were a book shelves. She went to the book shelves and removed one book in the middle then the book shelves began to open. She walked in first and then I followed her, my phone continued to receive texts but I ignored them. When we got to the other side of the book shelves I realized that this wasn’t a coffee shop but a lowkey prostitution ring.
“This is not a coffee shop, here we satisfy your needs in case your wife cannot do her job properly” she explains she walked me from room to room.
I looked around and saw so many girls walking around, I heard women moaning all over the place, at that moment I realized that this was a whorehouse, the coffee shop is just a disguise. I decided to check my phone and found out that my driver arrived an hour ago.
“Hey, I have to go. My driver is here” I explained to her as I turned and walked away.
“Aren’t you going to get yourself some?” she yelled as I was already at the door walking through the curtain.
I did not reply her, walked past the coffee shop and got outside. My driver was already waiting for me. I got into the Rolls Royce and eased my tie a little bit, I started wondering how I was going to tell Charlotte that I found myself in a whorehouse. I just sat silently at the back of a Rolls Royce thinking about how she would react if I told her about it.
When I got home, Charlotte was already in bed which had me wondering why she always went to bed early. I went straight to the shower, after a quick shower I went to the kitchen and on the table, there was a note written “I hope you had beautiful day, your food is in the microwave” I warmed the food then spotted Charlotte’s laptop on the kitchen counter. I turned it on trying to check more articles on that drug I read about earlier, I came across that folder written KAT again, but I still did not bother to open it. As I was about to click the browser, the microwave alerted me that it’s done warming my food, I put the laptop back where I found and then took my food. After eating, I took my plate to the dishwasher and joined Charlotte. I watched her as she was fast asleep, I kissed her on the forehead and climbed on the bed then after a few seconds I passed out.
The next morning… I opened my eyes and found the big cerulean eyes of this cute lady staring at me, I raised my head and kissed her on the forehead. “Why did you sleep before I came back last night?” I asked as I brushed her hair with the palm of my hand. “I was tired and I figured out that you’re going to come back late” she explained with her cute sincere smile. “You can’t believe what I got myself into yesterday” I said with a laughter. She sat up on the bed and gave me an interested glance, which had that tell me more gesture. I also sat up and folded my legs. “So next to the book store there’s a coffee shop right” I started, as Charlotte stared at me with a face which was ready to laugh “I walked into that coffee shop thinking that it was a coffee shop, guess what I found” my words were followed by a laughter. “What?” Charlotte giggled. “The coffee shop is actually a whorehouse” I said with a gentle tone. &
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