Kamara’s POV
I have been sitting here for close to an hour, and I am feeling very uncomfortable. The men in here are all so shameless, staring at me intensely like they would rip the cloth off me. Chantelle had been skeptical about the visibility of the cloth.
Nonetheless, I needed something that would help me stand out In order to get Rodriguez’s attention. If he comes in here and fails to notice me, that would be a failed plan. It would have been better if Chantelle had joined me, but she had an important test tomorrow and can’t afford to be out late.
I only ordered coke and ice, sipping it lightly. About five different men offered to buy me drinks, but I refused. Some minutes ago, I felt someone watching me intensely, when I looked in that direction I didn’t see anyone staring at me out of the ordinary.
I guess I am just being paranoid for nothing. I checked my time again, Rodriguez should be here by now, but I haven’t caught a break light of him. My heart continues to pound at a very fast pace. Almost like this will be an all-time bad idea.
“Unbelievable!” I heard the familiar voice that always gives me anxious goosebumps. “Kamara?” Rodriguez called out. “What are you doing here?”
Holding up a tight smile, I shrugged, pointing awkwardly at the glass of coke in front of me. “Well, I just thought to have a drink, that’s all.”
Without seeking permission, he sat next to me, putting his arms around me. For a moment, I felt the burning urge to push him away, but then I remembered why I was here and had to blow an air of calm.
“Wow, today must be my lucky day then. Off with you all, I will be spending tonight with Kamara.” He grinned, shooing off the girls he had walked in with.
Their looks were unfriendly, and I am sure they already had bad thoughts about me. Wiggling my shoulder out of his hold, I put a distance between us.
“It’s nice to see you, Rodriguez. I didn’t think I would bump into you here.” He licked his lips, staring at me seductively.
This is one of the reasons why I keep my distance every time. He sees me as nothing short of a pleasure tool and that irks me so badly.
“I am the one who is more surprised to see you.” He said. “this isn’t your playing ground. Did you get heartbroken? I doubt that is the case, though. You are probably just depressed.” I followed his eyes down to my glass of coke.
Right! Who drinks coke in a club, I should have just ordered vodka to keep my head hazy a bit. Most likely I would have more courage.
“I just didn’t feel like getting drunk,” I said, smiling awkwardly.
“Then you should have gone to the cafe. You know what? Don’t worry yourself, the bill is on me. What would you like to have? Vodka or tequila?”
“Just a glass of vodka would do,” I replied.
“You look more beautiful than the last time I saw you.” He drawled, feasting his eyes on my boobs. Thank goodness I didn’t have them exposed too much.
I chuckled dryly, moving an inch away when he attempted to stay close. “How have you been, though?”
Rodriguez spread his arms out in his usual way of gloating. “I am doing great as you can see. All of my clubs and bars are thriving and I even intend to expand beyond Atlanta. The only thing missing is you.”
I coughed out almost choking on my spittle. “What do you mean by me?”
“Come on, K. You do know how I feel about you. I haven’t met anyone who makes my heart race wildly like you do. Mention whatever it is you want, Kamara. I won’t hesitate to do it. All I want is for you to be mine. If you need me to dumb all those girls for you, I will do it right away. Just give me a chance to prove myself.”
He is definitely drunk. Our drinks had arrived, and he already downed two shots of the four tequila shots brought to him. This is absolutely my chance to get to talk to him. Inhaling deeply, I tilted my head to the side, getting into action.
“Really? Are you that interested in me?”
“You know I am. I understand why you don’t believe me. But I can assure you that I can change for you.” He reached for my exposed thighs, caressing it slowly. My body stiffened, and it dawned on me that this wasn’t my field and I might end up breaking his head before getting to ask for what I came for.
Letting out an awkward laugh, I shifted away from him. “Actually, I think you might be able to help me with something, Rodriguez. But I promise that it isn’t for free.”
Thinking of it now, it seems outrageous to ask someone I haven’t communicated with in the past two years for such an enormous amount. At the same time, I don’t have many options as it is.
“Come on, baby. Talk to me. Why are you hesitating? Or do you not want to say it here? There is a more quiet place behind the club that leads to my office. We can talk there.” He offered.
It sounded like a perfect plan. “I think I will prefer that,” I said. He led me out of the club, towards the line where the restrooms are. Going further down the hallway, it looked dark and I didn’t think it would be appropriate to go that far with him. “We should talk here,” I said, standing a few feet away from the restroom.
“Sure. Lay it on me.”
Now that we are away from the crowd, I feel more confident. I dropped my guard and held his gaze.
“I know this might sound absurd to you right now, Rodriguez. But I actually came here with the hope of meeting with you. I am going through a financial crisis right now and in desperate need of money. In two days’ time, my family house will be taken away In order to pay off our debt. Please, if you can help me with half of the money, which is quite outrageous. I will work my ass off to pay you back. Even if it takes me a decade, I promise to pay back.” I ranted, almost running out of breath.
Rodriguez placed a comforting hand on my shoulder that made me relax a bit. “Calm down, how much are we talking about here?”
“One hundred and fifty thousand,” I said with a bit of hesitation.
He bit down on his lips, “That doesn’t seem much of a big deal.”
“Really? Oh my goodness, thank you so much, Rodriguez. I will sign whatever contract that needs to be signed as long as my parent’s house doesn’t get taken away from them.” I rambled in excitement.
“You just have to do one tiny wheezy thing.” He said with a mischievous grin as he moved closer to me, he didn’t stop until my back hit the wall.
Placing both of his hands to corner me, Rodriguez licked his lips again, staring at my face like it was some kind of edible.
“W…. what are you doing?” I stuttered, feeling my heart race again, but this time in fear.
“What does it look like? You have to give me your body in return. That money isn’t too much for me to spare. As long as I have your body at my beck and call, that is all I need.” He whispered, biting my nose.
My body froze. Using the last active part of my brain, tried to push him away. But he held me by the arm, digging his nails into my skin. “Let go of me!” I screamed, trying my best to hit him.
“Never!” He growled. “Do you know how long I have fantasized about having you in my bed? I will be stupid to let you go.” He attempted to kiss me, but I kept struggling against him. I can’t believe I let myself get played. Angered by my resistance, he kicked me in the belly with his knee. “Stay put, you fucking whore!”
I howled in pain, feeling my insides burn. But I still wasn’t going to let him have his way. I screamed out loud, yet it felt like no one intended to come to my rescue. Just when I thought it was over for me. I saw Rodriguez fly into the air and land on the hard floor with a painful thud.