What Is Your Excuse?

Chapter 3. 

What Is Your Excuse?

Felisha really wanted to go sit in the corner and left alone everything be over but since the nice lady whose name she found out to be Janet took the liberty to invite her to her seat, she decided to seat with her.

The place where she sat was right in the center of the auditorium, from the stage someone would be looking directly at her when leaning on the podium and it also gave her a clear view of the stage.

Apart from the Lady who welcomed her upon entering the hall, there were other two ladies seated on a seat, also the other lady Mrs Clair whom she met at the entrance had managed to get up there on the stage too.

“You are all here for a sole reason, and that is to accompany our master and his friends, you would be paid handsomely for a job well done.”

Soon enough, the occasion had started.

When the lady finished talking, the room roared with a round of loud applause as if she said an important and good thing that everyone was willing to hear.

It was probably the last part of the sentence that got them all that excited.

Even Felisha Evans was taken away by the money said to be given to the person who was favored. She hoped it would be her.

“I will first take my brother and make sure he was alright, I’ll also apply for school to start a college degree in culinary so that I can one day become a chief in a fancy restaurant too and then give the rest of the money to my parents, at least now they would not call me useless and will appreciate me more, they may even shower praises on me”

Thinking about everything she could possibly do with the money she would receive, she had smiles all over her face and had blocked the next person’s speech who took over the stage.

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“You are in big trouble lady, yet you feel so comfortable to sleep at such a crucial time for yourself,  get on your feet and follow me”

Felisha was woken from sleep, the happenings of last night gradually coming back to her mind in faint shadows.

During dinner last night, she thought that she could not afford to stay for one hundred and four whole days in the ancient villa with the other ladies while while he had his way with one of them until it was her turn to satisfy him and get her share.

Although the fifty million dollars she would have gotten at the end of it all could really lift up her family to be able to leave comfortably and praise her for the short while it lasted,

She thought of her sick brother who might not be able to make it that long due to negligence;

If she was not there, her parents would not pay attention to him, and since there was no money to continue paying for a nurse to care for him, she had been the one paying attention to him.

It was only her love for her brother that would put her in this big trouble.

If only she knew that the very thought of her escape would be her doom leading her right into the lions den, never would she have thought about it.

Maybe it would have been better if she had gone with the first plan to ask the Master to just fuck her earlier, give her the money and let her go, but she was too scared if the rumors that traveled in the house and decided to escape from it all instead.

Look where it has gotten her to

She stood up from the dirty floor and followed Madam Clair to most likely decide her fate.

This would have been easier if she has not heard the girls talk about how the man sucks on people when he sleeps with them.

A man who behaved like a vampire, she could not get the thought out of her head.

It was better that she was number one hundred and five, that was how long it would have taken her before she would be out face to face with the monster and he would sleep with her.

At least she would have enough time to mentally prepare herself for the worse to come.

Now she could not help but wonder what her fate would be, the bodyguards that found her in the garden did not seem very happy, in fact, their serious and strict face only got scarier when she was caught jumping over the fence.

She had spent the whole night thinking of what would become of her until she dozed off .

But now that she was awake, she couldn’t help revisiting that thoughts again.

Maybe he would let her go if she tells him the real reason she had tried to escape she thought.

But was immediately withdrawn from her thoughts when she saw the woman in front of her stopped in her steps in front of a doubled door entrance made of black shiny materials, it really looked like a fancy abode of the devil.

“Stay here while I consult the master”

After Mrs Claire said that to her, she looked at the guards and nodded towards them indicating that they should put an eye on her.

She entered the building while Felisha waited outside the room for what felt like forever before the doors opened again revealing a flushed looking Mrs Clair.

“Follow me”

She said, I noticed that was what she had been saying since this morning, but Felisha just followed her without any word, she could only think of how she was going to beg.

Once in the room, Mrs Claire turned around and went outside the room.

After a little while, Felisha felt that there was a shadow of someone approaching her, she figured it was the so called master and decided to start begging for her life but was caught off guard when she raised her head to see who stood in front of her.

He was like a Greek god in suits that stood in front of her,

“What’s your excuse”

Huh? Felisha who had already thought of how to beg from this man her life word by word was suddenly short of words.

She looked at the man who walked into view, under his white suit he had on a black shirt, a few buttons left open, showing off his broad chest.

His hair was gelled into a very famous duck boy hair style that gave him a very youthful look.

His cerulean iris hidden amidst his perfect dark curly eye lashes, he really looked like a human representation of a handsome villain with perfect cilia from one of the novels she reads at night.

He is easily over six feet tall, His skin was pale as if he did not spend much time in the sun which is entirely not surprising considering who he was.

Dante Wilston, the very man who the whole country was scared of, it was no wonder the Bill boards and gossip magazines refer to him as the most eligible bachelor in the country.