The minister opened the door and ushered June into the house. June said her thanks and walked inside with a clear mind, ready to access and bring the place to life.
A frown marred her face when she found that the place was intact. Everything seemed odd in the red and black-themed penthouse that held a single bed in the middle of what was supposed to be the living room.
When she heard the door click shut, June turned around with narrowed eyes. “What is going on?” She said, stepping back when the older man advanced towards her.
“Don’t be shy. I don’t have much time. Take off your clothes and we will make it quick and memorable.” The minister said with a smile on his face, “I promise to make you feel good,”
June felt her guard shoot up when she realised what was going on. She shook her head and felt a wave of pain hit her. Her vision blurred and she struggled to have coherent thoughts.
Fear gripped her at the possibility of her getting drugged. Or worse, raped.
“Let me go…” She muttered with a wince, holding her pounding head. “Please, just let me go.”
The minister was taken aback by the young lady’s tone. However, he couldn’t be stopped. His manhood was hard at the sight of her in his red room, and no one who came in left the same way.
Although she wasn’t into it now, he would ensure she was satisfied at the end of the exercise. The minister walked towards June with a smile she found irritating. He slowly discarded his clothes, revealing his saggy skin and pot belly.
“Come on, don’t be shy. Daddy would make you feel good. You just have to sit back and enjoy it.” June tried to run away. With every step, she felt double-eyed. As a result, she tripped and fell onto the bed.
The minister who was now in his boxer briefs was happy to see her sprawled on the bed. June tried to get up but the more she struggled, the weaker she felt. Her eyes glassed with unshed tears as the door seemed a thousand miles away.
She couldn’t be raped. She needed to get out quickly but her body refused to cooperate with her. Soon enough, the minister was stark naked and June managed to sit up on the bed.
“Don’t come close!” She muttered, breathing heavily and fighting against the drugs in her system. “Don’t come closer!”
Her protests were music to the minister’s ears. He loved girls who put on a good fight. It always stroked his ego when he nailed them to the bed and had his wicked way with them.
April had given him the best gift!
“You will enjoy it.” The minister held her down. “We just need to get these clothes off and-”
June pushed the minister away from her. Sweat trickled down her spine and she tried to get up once again – Determined to get out of the room unscathed. The minister who had fallen on the floor and hit his head didn’t appreciate the pain.
A frown marred his face and he wriggled up from the floor and caught June by her skirt. “You wench! Since you have refused the easy way, I’ll do things the hard way!”
June was dragged to the bed by the minister who gave her a slap that worsened the state of her vision and head. “You’ve been a bad girl and bad girls don’t get treated nicely.”
The minister laughed in his heart, happy to enact one of his wildest desires. June struggled on the bed while he tore her clothes open. A scream tore from her throat as she tried and failed to get him off her.
“You can scream all you want. The doors are soundproof.” He announced to her with a wicked smile when he finally saw the soft skin of her breasts.
June remained still as she thought through the fogginess and weakness of her mind and body. There had to be something she could do. There had to be a way out of this entire fiasco.
When she felt his grubby hands on her lap, her body reacted on instinct and she kneed him between his legs with all the strength she could manage. The old man hit in the sac fell to his side with a pained countenance.
June slowly crawled out of the bed, desperate to get to the door. The minister felt intense pain and couldn’t go after her. It seemed like his manhood had been broken in half by the pressure of her joint against his bare groin.
“Don’t even think about it! The door is locked! You can’t get out!” His words reached her ears a few seconds to the door. Unknown to her, April who orchestrated the entire thing had tipped off the reporters who stood outside the door, demanding it to be opened.
“We are sorry! That is a breach of our customer’s privacy. The door cannot be opened.” One of the hotel staff said to the raging reporters.
“There are rumours of the minister’s discretions with women in this hotel. Someone tipped us off and we have been sent to confirm the news.” One of the reporters said and they all chorused in agreement.
“I understand you are all curious, but we cannot allow you entry as our customer’s privacy is paramount. We can-” Before the words were out of the employee’s mouth, small knocks were heard from the door.
Cameras were positioned at the door as they listened to the failed attempt of someone trying to open the door. The employee was caught off guard by the series of knocks that followed the failed opening of the door.
It was clear that something was wrong. Without further ado, the employee took out a MasterCard and swiped the door open. A barely dressed June fell backwards as the door was forced open, while the minister was exposed in his naked glory.
The hotel became chaotic as the reporters who had been briefed took endless photos of June and the minister in the erotically themed room. When June realised the door was open, she let go of her wits and fell into a state of unconsciousness.
Meanwhile, the minister tried and failed to hide his nakedness. The scandal was up in minutes and June was trending alongside the minister. Rafael was on his way to the hospital when the news reached him.
He placed a call to Thomas with a grotesque look on his face. The call connected immediately. “Where is my wife?” His words were sharp and cutting.
Thomas who was sent on an errand by June and returned to find her away couldn’t respond. Rafael on the other hand was not pleased. “You had one job.” He seethed, “To follow my wife and keep her safe.”
“If a single hair on her head returns out of place, consider yourself out of a job.” Rafael cut the call and placed a direct order to the chief security officer of Ambrose Corporation, with instructions to find his wife and return her safely to the house.
Rafael arrived at the hospital and Carson ushered him into his office. The air around him was stormy and Carson wondered what would put him in such a terrible mood. Before he could inquire, the door flung open and a nurse stormed into the office.
“Doctor! Your attention is needed at the emergency room!” Carson made to protest but the next words spurred him to action. “The lady refuses to be attended by anyone but you. She says her name is June Ambrose.”
Rafael’s brows shot up at the information and soon, they headed to the emergency room with the nurse leading the way. June who had been rushed to the hospital regained her consciousness while getting wheeled into the emergency room and refused to have anyone touch her until Carson came around.
“What happened?!” Carson said when he saw the state of her body.
June could hardly talk as the drug was still coursing through her veins.
“We suspect she has been drugged. A rape case.” One of the nurses provided information from the medics who dropped them off.
“Darn it! Wheel her to the room.” Carson ordered and soon, they got to work treating June who was sensitive to strangers even in her sleep.
All the while, Rafael watched her from the transparent window with his jaws tight. He called the general of the police and gave orders.
“Find the minister of housing. I want him arrested and jailed for the rest of his miserable life. Do you understand?”
“Yes sir.”
“Make it snappy.”
That day, the minister who faced the wrath of his wife was picked up by the police.
Within twenty fours hours, he was charged to court and sentenced to life imprisonment with hard labour for abusing political power, rape, embezzlement and other heavy charges.