Steve's POV
Say what? So she just didn't talk back but also yelled at you?
Seriously, I need to meet this girl ASAP. But come on bro, you and I know she won't manage to pay off this debt. It's gonna take her decades."Who are you supporting? Your brother or Corra?
Ooh, so her name is Corra. Nice name, sounds familiar though. Like I've heard it somewhere.
You've never met her and please can we change this topic because the more you call her name the more I get irritated." I tried brushing off the topic but somehow I felt strange inside. Has Dave ever met her?No, that's not possible. I inwardly convinced myself.
But hey, listen bro, I have an idea that might just help.
You said your mom needs a someone to help in the house right? Then why not pick her, am sure the pay will be much better and that way she will pay off your debt much faster. That is if you desperately need the money." Dave finished with a sarcastic chuckle.As much as I wanted to smack him so bad, I agreed with him. Corra could be the best choice.
But does she know how to cook? And can she be trusted? I questioned even though deep down I felt like I trusted her completely.
"As far as I know, normal African girls know cooking tips of the basic dishes, you know, like ugali, vegetables, stew. But then why not ask her directly. And about the trust issue, I would say a bird in your hand is better than two in the bush."
"Point of correction, not all normal girls. Sharlette doesn't even know how to clean and the only thing she can cook is boiled water.. and indomie of course."
"Do you really think your girlfriend is normal?"
As much as I wished to defend Sharlette like any other man I also wondered if she was normal. A woman who can barely survive on her own. She can't cook, clean or even wash her own clothes. Why would she do that anyway? She believes their are people who's work is to clean and do all the dirty work while all she does is pay them.Nonetheless, Dave and I spent the rest of the evening talking and arguing about business and other stuffs. I made a mental note to have a talk with Corra the next day in regards to the job.
The next day being a Friday meant I needed to complete all my work at S.C since I had to shift to the other company next week. After several hours of working, I summoned Corra to my office for the agreement.
A small smile crept on my face at the thought of her. It was like the hormones in my body were eagerly waiting for her.Suddenly the door burst open and she entered my office without even a knock. It's like she was making it a habit and before I could say anything, she spoke first.
I wonder how much it's going to cost treating my fingers. They are swollen from knocking for over five minutes. Wait did she actually knock?
Since I didn't hear anything, I chose not to argue.Out of curiosity, I started checking her out. I admired how she managed to look this neat and gorgeous without trying so had. She was a beautiful sight to behold. I was so much captivated by her appearances that I forgot why I had summoned her.
"Do you also pay yours staffs after checking them out? You know that would be a great way to pay off my debt." She spoke disengaging me from my actions. I felt embarrassed but there was no way I was going to let her know that.
Me, checking you out? How? No way. I was just wondering if you have enough food to sustain you. You look malnourished." I faked something stupid.
Well sir, since you have alot of money, do you mind adopting a 26 years old bouncing baby girl. I promise I will behave like an ideal daughter."
Damn it, this girl's sarcasm is making me angry. And that stupid smirk she always has on her face after giving stupid answers.But honestly, I admired her bravery, always comes to the wrong place and doesn't even mind keeping quite about it.
I have always admired that type of women, the savage types. The types that would defend themselves and the truth come what may. Not the types who worship men, especially rich men. Those who bow down to rich men and despise the ones who have nothing. Total turn off.I couldn't figure out how long I had lost touch of reality but when I regained focus, Corra was already comfortable on my chair reading a book. "How perfect."
"Oh welcome back sir. Figured out you were busy so I also kept myself busy. And hey, you look extremely great when you are absent-minded." She laughed showing me the pictures she took of me.
I couldn't let her tease me more, so I quickly grabbed her off the chair put her arms behind her and pulled them up a little. She was in such a position that the more I squeezed her hands the more her ass touched between my legs. At first she pretended not to feel any pain but when I squeezed her hands and pulled them up further she let out a small scream. Her little screams were becoming entertaining when my hormones decided to cut my happiness short.
My body betrayed me, I heard movements at the same spot our bodies had touched.Before everything could get out of hand I quickly grabbed my coat, used it to hide my already erect front and left the office premises before anyone could notice.
What was happening to me?
All my life I have always been a man who could control his urges, no matter how hot or sexy a girl is. I have encountered several girls but I had managed to control myself but today I just couldn't. Like my body and mind were not working together.
Why was I confused?
Or maybe am just starved sexually? It has been a while l since I got involved in those adult activities and all this was beginning to affect me.
I changed my direction to Sharlette's house and later called to confirm if she was free.
Sharlette was free until tommorow so that means we had the whole afternoon and night to ourselves. I was convinced that was enough time to help me forget thoughts about Corra.But was I really sexually starved or was it something else? I somehow felt as though I was doing something wrong. Like my whole being didn't like the idea of going to see Sharlette. Like I was betraying someone? Someone like who?
I was confused but I didn't know why?
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