Chapter 5

GEORGIA POV

I paused at the entrance.  Confidence leaving my body as I saw the big clients Jules spoke about. 

Damien looked at me in confusion, not understanding why I reacted the way I did.

“What’s wrong SIN? Are you sure you’re good?” 

“Dd..ante. What’s he doing here at the club? I can’t go in Damien. What if he recognizes me?” The fear I felt was an understatement. But at the same time I was confused. He said he was going for a party with his friends. Is this the party he was talking about? 

Damien looked at the guys there, and realized what I was talking about. 

“Shitt.. okay Georgia just go back to the dressing room. I’ll cover up for you. Hopefully Jules would understand.” Damien said to me. I couldn’t be more grateful to him.

I hugged Damien.“Thank you so much Damien. I owe you big time.” And with that, I left the private sector and headed to the dressing room.

Once I got there, I couldn’t help but keep thinking about what just happened. I decided to text Dante and ask him about his whereabouts. 

“Hey baby where is the party happening again ml.” I waited patiently for his reply, but I was left on delivered. After about 10 minutes of waiting, frustration was literally crawling through my chest, he finally replied me. 

“It’s at Jake’s house, why are you asking? Anyways I won’t really be able to text. My phone is low.” All hopes crashed as I saw his message. I couldn’t believe he’ll lie to me like that. Although I didn’t see him with any girls, I wasn’t entirely convinced. Why would he lie when he wasn’t doing anything bad? My mind was everywhere, and I was already losing my shit. I screamed out of frustration, standing up from where I was sitting, I headed to the bathroom. Was Dante cheating on me? It can’t be because he loves me!!. I repeated the word over and over again till I was finally calm. I went back to the dressing room, and decided to wait for Damien to come back. 

After about an hour of me waiting for Damien, he finally entered the dressing room. 

“Georgia!!! How are you?” Damien asked, coming to sit down beside me.

“Damien how was it? Did he kiss any girl? Did any of the girls rock him? Was he__” 

“Relax Georgia, he was chilling with his guys. He didn’t bother dancing with any girls and I made sure the girls didn’t go near him.” Damien said, cutting me off.

I released a breath I didn’t know I was holding. 

“Fuck Damien. I was so scared he was going to do something.”

“Why would you be scared Georgia? And how could you forget your boyfriend was coming over? That was a close call girl." Damien scolded me while trying to put on his I’m too serious face.

“That’s the thing Damien. He didn’t tell me. All he said was that he was going to a party. I even texted him after I left, and he said he was at his friend's place. I don’t know why he lied honestly.” I told Damien, feeling so bad.

Damien checked his wrist watch, and his eyes bulged. “Okay Georgia, listen. He’s wrong for not telling you where he’s going, but then you can’t tell him you saw him because he doesn’t even know you’re here. But the fact still stands that he didn’t do anything. So don’t deep it too much okay and maybe when you go to class tomorrow, you can talk to him but bring it up in a way he wouldn’t suspect. Now if you’re done sulking, I’ll love for you to check your time and head out of here.” 

I reached for my phone, and realized it was past 11, and my curfew is 12am. 

“Shit shit shit!! I have about 20 minutes to get home. Thank you Damien.” I hugged Damien, and immediately went to pack my bags and change my fit. Maxwell didn’t come to the club tonight, I knew he was waiting for me to come home late but I wasn't going to allow that to happen. I booked an uber, since it was late and headed out of the club to wait for the uber. 

It didn’t take 5minutes for the uber to arrive, and I got in immediately, gave him my address and begged him to hurry up.

After about 10 minutes of driving in silence, I finally got home. I raced into the house, just in time to see my brother watching N*****x in the living room.

“ I didn’t know you were coming home today.” I asked him, surprised by his presence. 

He looked up at me, and I suddenly felt so small. 

“ Yeah, maybe mum forgot to tell you. Where are you coming from by this time, Georgia.” Richard asked me, looking at me with suspicion written over his face.

I couldn’t tell him the truth, and make him think I’m a whore.

“Oh uhhm I was at work and lost track of time. If you don’t mind I’ll be heading over to my room now.” With that said, I dashed off to my room, not waiting for his response. 

Once I got to my room, I stripped off my clothes and headed to the bathroom to shower. 

While in the shower, I just allowed the cold water to run down my body while I kept on replaying what happened today. I know Damien was right, but somehow I just couldn’t understand why Dante lied to me. What else had he lied about. 

“Ughh fuckkkkkkkkk!!.” I screamed as I punched the tiled wall. 

What pisses me off more is the fact that I can’t even confront him about it directly without him finding out about my secret. I just stood there in the shower for about 30 minutes, thinking of different possibilities. 

Once I got out of the shower, I headed to my dresser table and did my night routine, and went ahead to lay on my bed. I decided to Dante.

“Hey baby, have you gotten home already?” I asked him, and waited for his reply. 

It didn’t take up to 5 minutes before I saw the three dots appear on our chat. One thing I loved about Dante was the fact that he never replies late. 

“Yes momma I just got home not quite long. Hope you’re good?” I smiled at his message like a fool.

“I’m fine baby, how was the party?” 

“Yes baby it was fun, but would have been way better if you were here. I’m going to head to bed now baby I’m actually too high and tired to be awake. Goodnight my Queen I love you so much.” 

“Goodnight baby and don’t forget to take painkillers when you wake up. I love you too my baby.” 

He didn’t bother replying, and I knew he had already slept. I tried sleeping, but I just couldn’t sleep. After about 25 minutes of trying to force myself to bed, I ended up watching TikTok. 

It didn’t take long for me to hear a knock on my bedroom door. I got startled , not knowing who was behind the door. 

“Who’s that?” I asked.

“Open the door Georgia.” I freezed at the voice. 

What’s he doing here by this time. 

“Don’t let me repeat myself twice Georgia.” 

I went to open the door, fear gripping my whole body. Immediately I opened the door, I was thrown accross the room. Before I even realized what was happening, I felt a hand wrapped around my throat in a choking manner.

“We need to talk bitch.”