Scandalous Contract.

CHAPTER.5

Grace felt a ripple of adrenaline flowing through her veins as she gathered her thoughts, her mind jogging with a myriad of emotions and possibilities. She knew the outcome of her decision, the attraction of the lifestyle Mr. Donald could offer, but also the possible risks and uncertainties that come with it.

Taking a deep breath, she met his gaze head-on, her own eyes filled with a mixture of determination and defenselessness. "Mr. Donald," she began, her voice steady, "I appreciate your offer, and I must admit, it is tempting. But I am not one to be easily swung by promises of luxury and indulgence."

Her words hung in the air between them, the anxiety palpable as Mr. Donald studied her intently. No one had ever rejected him. His expression was unreadable. After a moment that felt like an epoch, a small smile tugged at the corners of his lips. Taking a deep breath, she met his gaze head-on, her own eyes filled with so much desire and consent. They both grabbed each other and began to smooch roughly.

"I will give you this night as a parting gift to forget about me. Have me now, take me to cloud nine", Grace muttered.

"Grace, you seem tipsy," he stared at her. "Let's go over to my room." he took her to his room around the nightclub premises.

Just as he slammed the door close, Grace flung her blouse on the floor, walked to him, and gently took off his hat as she licked her lips, "how do you want it?" she asked as she unbuttoned his white shirt and gently kissed his hairy chest.

"Come on, do it just as you like."

They kissed their way to bed and satisfied each other's s****l desire.

"Grace," he said softly, his tone tinged with admiration, "you are truly a woman of substance and strength. I admire your resolve and your independence. Perhaps my proposal was too hasty, too presumptuous. But you look tipsy. Do you drink at work?" he asked.

"No, I don't. I tasted something small but I am fine. I have to leave now." she hurriedly dressed up

"But it is very late. Spend the night and go home tomorrow morning." he insisted.

"No, my parents will be worried."

Immediately, her phone rang, as she rushed to check the caller. It was her mom.

"Hi, Mom,"

"Grace, I have been dialing your number, but you have not been taking your calls. Is everything alright ?"

"Yes Mom, we finished late, and I am just rounding off now. I will be home soon. "

"Okay darling, just be careful and don't be long." her mom instructed,

"Yes, I will.". She hung the call and picked up her handkerchief to exit the room. " I just hope they have not looked for me at the club."

"I made sure of that." He replied with his baritone voice as he winked at Grace.

Mr Donald rested confidently on the bed observing how Grace panicked. " Tell my driver to drop you home. Send me your details. I have something for you."

Okay, thank you." she rushed out.

Getting to the parking lot, she called Mr. Donald to find out who his driver was. He instructed her to stay in the parking lot so he could send his driver to identify her.

While she waited, a bald, average-heightened man in a black t-shirt and blue jeans approached me.

"Are you Grace?" he enquired

"Yeah, I am. Who are you? Grace asked

"Mr. Donald asked that I take you home."

"Oh. Okay, let go."

Grace opened the back door and sat on the back seat as they zoomed off. Just as the driver was approaching Grace's home, her phone beeped, it was a credit alert of $3,000 from Mr Donald with the narration. "Use it for your bills." Grace felt irritated for going that far with a man she hardly knew, "what if he has STI? Oh my", she muttered as she opened the door.

"Thank you, Sir," she said to the driver.

"You are welcome," the driver replied as he zoomed off.

Grace's mom peed through the window and saw Grace walking onto the veranda. She hurriedly opened the door, "Grace dear, what kept you this long? Please try to be conscious of time next time you are at work. It isn't safe for a young girl your age to return home by this time," she said as Grace entered the house and closed the door after her.

"Mom, you should know I don't do this often, we had too many guests to attend to, and the V.I.P section needed more servers. I was one of them," she lied as she wiped her face with her handkerchief and strolled lazily into her room. "Good night mom," she said as she slammed her room door.

"Poor child," she said as she approached Grace's door, "have you had dinner?" she asked, "I will grab something Mom", Grace replied. "Alright dear," her mom said as she walked into her room and muttered, "I hope you get a better job soonest."

Grace sat on her bed staring into space, lost in thought for a while before taking in a deep breath. She went into her bathroom and ran a cool shower, wore a purple nightgown, and went to grab something to eat in the kitchen. While she microwaved her food, she took her juice from the fridge and went over to the dining to eat.

She noticed some steps behind her as she ate her food and as she turned, it was her dad.

"Hey Dad," Grace said.

"When did you come in, Grace," her father, Mr Clifford asked.

"Couple of minutes ago Dad," she replied,

"You know this is dangerous for you coming back at this time of the night, right? "

"I know…. But Dad, you know this doesn't happen every day. This was just one of those days and I promise, it won't happen again." she assured him.

"Grace my child, you know I understand right?" Grace nodded, "You are my child and I mean, well, for you. I feel you need a better job. Why not explore other options? I support this job you are in currently because you said you loved the experience, but I feel you will do better in other areas if you explore."

" Alright Dad, I will explore other options soon. Are you happy now?"

"Uhmmm, he smiled, stood up, and gave Grace a pat on her back as he returned to his room."

Just as Grace stood up to take her plate to the kitchen, her phone rang. She peed to check who the caller was. It was Mr. Donald Klin.