5. The filling of a contract 

 

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 from the ground, Alda’s heart continued to rise at propelling fright. She believed it was over for her and only two things would be involved: 

Micheal would ring the bell in the room and the bouncers would come to forcefully take her to the basement so that she would be dealt with by the terms of her working contract. Even before that, the son of a b*tch would have used the knife to draw a bloody map on her skin. 

“I just want to be able to provide for my sisters,” she wept again. “Please, don’t do this.” She pleaded.

“If you help me, I will help you,” Micheal uttered as he knelt on a knee beside Alda and looked directly into her teary eyes. 

“No one has to know about what happened here tonight. I will pay more money so that the strip owner will be satisfied and I will tell a story of how you satisfied me in bed tonight.” 

Alda was surprised. The same man who was attempting to force down on her was now proposing for her help. She wondered what in the hell that was. 

She pretended to have heard him and accepted Micheal's hands when he offered to help her rise to her feet. And immediately as she rose to her feet, Alda spurred her legs into a run; an escape into the bathroom. 

However, if that was a success, it was a lie. Micheal caught her almost immediately as he grabbed her hands, “I will pay you one hundred thousand dollars.” Micheal spouted. 

Alda did not believe what she heard. Of course, one hundred thousand dollars was the kind of money she had not seen all her life and now, even if it was the son of the devil offering this kind of money to her, she was willing to hear what she needed to do to help him. 

“What do I have to do?” Alda asked as she took a deep breath. 

As if Micheal knew that Alda couldn't reject this kind of money. First, he gave an unnoticeable smirk and, second; he released Alda’s hand from his grip as he walked slowly to sit on the bed. 

When he sat at the edge of the bed, he hit the bed gently with his fingers. This was a call for Alda to sit beside him, and she understood this. Alda came to the edge of the bed and sat with Micheal as she was curious about what Micheal needed her for. 

“My father until his death believed that I was not a responsible son all in the name of different interviews I have had, different content published about me on social media and my kind of lifestyle.” Micheal began.

“He wrote his will. The family lawyer read out to me earlier today that if I do not become responsible, I cannot assume the position to lead my late father’s company.” Micheal separated a little portion of the chalks on the table and bent down to sniff. 

Even when Alda listened to him, she did not understand what Micheal was talking about when he mentioned that his father wanted him to become responsible before he can assume the position of the C.E.O. 

But one certain thing was that Alda knew Micheal was not the one that took the family business seriously through the interviews she had seen of him. 

“But I thought you never wanted...”

“Marry me!” Micheal snapped as he interrupted Alda and she was swept with shock. 

“I don't think I can do that.” Alda rose to her feet and took a few steps away from the bed. However, it did not mean Micheal was ready to give up on her. 

Hastily, he rushed at her with his reddish eyes and sweaty face. His breath was fast, and he looked miserable from the effect of the cocaine he sniffed. 

“You don't understand,” he persuaded. “This is a contract between us and we just have to get married for one year. I just want them to believe I am married and give me the position of the C.E.O. and you can walk away with cash. I win and you win. You never have to go hungry again.” 

Alda did not know what to say. But at this moment, she knew she was not going to reject such big money if she did not hear all the terms of the contract. 

She walked back to the bed and sat on the edge of it. Micheal understood this as a gesture to want to hear him talk and right there, he took a heavy breath and his head shook strangely. 

In the same manner, Micheal walked back to the bed and sniffed another divided portion of the chalk. He then took another heavy breath as he shook his head strangely again. 

“If indeed you are a virgin, as you will be tested, we will get married quickly for one year. You will stop being a stripper, as being a stripper will only damage my reputation. You will live in my mansion and portray the sign of love. We will file for a divorce after one year and you get to walk away with one hundred thousand.” 

“This sounds like a fair deal to me,” Micheal ended. But Alda did not voice a word even after a few minutes when Micheal stopped talking. Deep down inside her, she was convinced it was not a fair deal. 

“I want a part payment in advance for the contract to be able to work,” said Alda without a blink. However, Micheal disagreed, as he first laughed at Alda's words. If this did not lead to another perfect silence in the private room, it was a lie. 

And once the silence prolonged, Micheal picked up his phone. This was an attempt to call the strip club owner so that his regular threesome could be brought to the room while Alda would be taken away. 

Alda knew how this would end if she was taken away and that if she did not agree to these terms, she was on the edge of losing a huge amount and she wouldn't let that happen. At least, her siblings and herself will not have to go hungry again if she accepts this deal and in five years, she will be paid, which will then transform her life forever. 

“I will marry you.” Alda blurted.