My Star🌟

Chapter 4

He pulled away from the hug and told her to follow him.

Philip tried to play it cool so that she wouldn't freak out, but he was all red from embarrassment. He had to admit to himself, she looked really hot and fuckable right now, but he wouldn't do anything to her. He would help her sign off from the job and take her home. Not for anything weird.

He didn't want to make her lose her innocence, as she knew him for only some hours and yet she agreed to come home with him. A man. Something was off about it. But he didn't pay much attention to it as he genuinely wanted to help her.

He went to the manager and spoke to her privately, before taking Penelope by the hand and leading her to the closet of the shop. He chose some decent clothes and....... underwear that he gave to her. She took them and went to the room to change.

When she came out, the man looked at her stunned, too stunned. His mouth was slightly open and his cheeks had taken a rosy red.

Penelope was wearing a pair of tight jeans that were more loose as the came down her knee. At the top, she was wearing a turtle-neck shirt that was kinda puffy at the shoulders. It wasn't something revealing but it made her look elegant.

Philip then handed her a pair of boots that had a little bit of heel at the bottom. She took them and put them on.

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They headed out of the club and walked to his sports car. It was really clean and it looked hella expensive.

He opened the door for her and she sat down on the seat. She had also read about cars in a book. She knew how they worked and how they drove them.

She took the seat belt and put it on. At that time. Philip sat down on the drivers seat and started the engine. It was really loud. The car started and he drove casually, not wanting to scare her or anything.

After 20 minutes, they reached his house.

It was massive. It seems that he lived in a gigantic mansion, full of bodyguards at the entrance and maids inside.

She felt like a princess, walking into a palace with her prince. When she realised what she just thought, she froze.

What? Why did she think of him as her prince?
It was because of gratitude. Yes. Nothing else. What else could it be? She had just met him.

She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't hear Philip calling her.

"Penelope??"

"Ummm.... Yes, sorry. I zoned out a little" she spoke really fast so that he wouldn't get any idea of what she was thinking.

"It's okay, now follow me"

She obeyed like a good child and followed him upstairs. There, he led her to a room just some steps away.

He opened the door for her and spoke.

"This your room for now, if you need anything, call a maid"

"Thank you" she said in a gentle and low voice, making her words feel heartfelt.

She went in and sat on the bed. Philip closed the door and left. She was feeling kinda uncomfortable as it was her first time wearing a bra.

She went to the closet of the room and  saw so many clothes that she didn't know what to choose. She looked around and spotted a nightdress that seemed comfortable. Also, she was feeling kinda hot as Philip had turned on the heater inside the room.

She took it off the hanger and put it on. It was a pink satin dress, that was kinda loose at the waist and a little short at the bottom. It reached a little above her knee and had some thin straps with some kind of see-through fabric. She wasn't wearing any bra as she didn't like the feeling.

She went back at the bed and layed inside the covers. This bed wasn't as comfortable as the one at her house above, but it would do.

She fell asleep almost immediately as she was really tired and it was about 4 in the morning.

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She woke up at the smell of food. Something sweet.

She got up from bed and headed downstairs to see what it was and she was happy to find out that it was waffles.

More specifically, what she saw was Philip at the kitchen, cooking waffles, wearing a classy navy-blue suit.

She walked towards him to get a better view of them.

She had also read a recipe book back at her home so see knew what they were but she never had the chance to taste them.

She gently tapped his shoulder. Philip turned around to see who it was. He was delighted to see that it was Penelope.

"Morning" said Penelope

"Morning, the waffles will be ready in a min. Go take a sit at the dinning table and wait" he instructed her.

As she was slowly turning around to leave, with a smile glued on her lips, he noticed what she was wearing. He blushed really hard at the point that he couldn't move a muscle.

He had seen her before like this, but having her infront of him, inside his house, was something that he couldn't even dream of.

Philip had been in relationships before with a lot of beauties, but something was different about her. The way she was so innocent and caring. The fact that she didn't care about money and she just wanted to have enough to survive. That majestic smile of hers that can light up the whole sky. She is beautiful.

He took out the last waffle and placed it on the plate. He them put maple syrup over them and took the two plates to the table.

He sat down right opposite of her.

They started eating, and after a while Penelope broke the silence.

"These are delicious, but since there are so many maids, why did you cook?"

"It's actually a hobby of mine. I really like to cook so the maids don't usually cook" he lied. He actually never cooked. He knew how but he never had the time or the energy to do so. He cooked today especially for her. He thought that they didn't know each other long enough so he thought that she would feel more comfortable if he cooked and not some random maid. But he didn't want her to feel bad about it so he didn't tell her.

" Anyway, the only thing I know about you is your name, so tell me. Where are you from? How old are you? Do you have any family? Why don't you have a home and a job? And most importantly, why were you naked that  day at the park? What if some creepy guy came and did something that you didn't like as in the club?" Philip continued.

Penelope was a little overwhelmed with all these questions. She thought what to answer for each of them.

"I am from a small village out of the country. I am 17 years old. I don't have any family. Because when my father died, the last member that was left in my family, I was kicked out of the house because I didn't have any money to pay the rent because I was too young to get a job. I was naked that day because I had just arrived here from the village, which I came from by foot, and thought that it would be nice to take a bath. But since I didn't have any money to get a hotel room or something, I couldn't, so I thought of going to the fountain at the park and take a quick bath. So, I took off my clothes and went inside, but when I was done with my bath my clothes were nowhere to be found. Hence, the only thing that I could do was ask someone for help. Then you know what happened. I needed a job immediately, and saw the sign at the club and thought of going there. Since I answered all your questions, can you answer mine? What is a strip club?"
Penelope said.

Philip heard everything that she had to say and felt sad to hear what she had went through. But then, he paused at her question. How would he explain it to her?

"Ummmm... Well it is a club where people dance for others to see and enjoy" he said, getting off the hook smoothly.

Penelope nodded in acknowledgement and continued her breakfast.

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Sorry this chapter is a little short and it took me some days to finish it but I had a lot of things to do. Anyway, I hope you actually enjoy my book and continue to read the chapters. Love you.💜