EXPLANATION

“Speak,” he ordered me, a lazy smirk touching his generous mouth. I was fascinated with the curve of it, the fullness falling into a drip at the lower point like a teasing drop, waiting for me to lick it up.

Stop it! I’m here for my son and friend Agnes.

That sobered me up, and I jutted my eyes back toward his blazing irises, clearing my throat.

“I already explained to you that my son was sick and my friend owed Ernest because I was in Coma for six years, she borrowed money from him to take care of my son in those six years, the only way I could save her is paying off the debt and having her under your protection, my son needs to e attended to immediately or he could die while Agnes needs to payback her debt and her protection, I will pay back working for you” I said , he remained in his place, merely staring at me, expressionless.

I felt disgusted because I expected some pity from him or some emotion.

“He collects women! Mostly Virgins!” I moaned. “Doesn’t that disgust you?”

“What J