|EIGHT YEARS AFTER|
Moans and laps clapping could be heard around the swimming pool from where Mathias was sitting enjoying the blasting sound coming from inside the club.
The sight around him wasn't meant for young people because he could see naked bodies roaming about the lobby. Girls and ladies were all around the place naked shaking or twisting their bodies either to their gender or to the opposite sex. They were having fun making out with each other.
Mathias was looking so comfortable as he drank from his whiskey placed on the slab in the middle of the ergonomic chair he sat on.
Just then, a lady in her late 20s walked towards him. She was fully dressed in black attire of pants and a black coat. Her short blonde hair brought out her round face with a pink beige lip. She was a perfection of beauty. She was loaded with an armed gun like she was part of the military. Her facial expressions didn't look like she was pleased with the place she was in but she had no option. She followed her boss all around.
She bowed to Mathias ignoring the mist coming from his cigarette.
"We have to take our leave now, Mathias." She informed, her head still bowed.
Mathias shot her a glance before taking his gaze back to his phone. He knew it was high time he left too but he was already in love with the atmosphere. He didn't want to stop.
"Harley." He called his female bodyguard.
"Yes, Mathias." She answered with honor.
"I need a girl. My fucking boy wouldn't go down." He said with a serious tone and Harley chuckled at his words, "Why are you laughing?" He asked, lifting his head to hers.
"There are so many girls here. You don't have to be straightforward." Harley replied.
Mathias nodded his head, "You're right, I don't have an excuse."
He stood up quietly and grabbed his coat black jacket from the other seat and hung it on his shoulders. He killed off the light from his weed by smashing it with his feet. He took his black spec and wallet from the slab.
He turned to Harley who still stood in the same spot, "Get me one curvy girl."
Harley nodded immediately and moved away for him to pass through. She then made her way into the hotel to get the girl her boss had requested.
As soon as Harley left his side, a group of guys came around him. They were also dressed like Harley and also armed with different pistols and guns. It made people who were watching wonder who he was.
With his boyish style of walking, Mathias made his way to a tour bus that was parked around the surroundings. The lady at the entrance of the bus bowed to him before opening the door for him to enter.
He entered, followed by some of his guards and the door was closed behind. Mathias rested his head on the premium seat and crossed his legs.
Just then, the door was opened and Harley entered.
"She's ready, Mathias. I put her on the other bus." Harley relayed and sat beside him. Maths didn't utter a word as they drove out of the hotel, five tour buses following behind.
It was a long drive to his castle. The first huge gate at the entrance of the villa was opened immediately after they saw the buses some meters away.
An alarm that came out from the castle indicated his arrival. The last gate among the three gates was finally opened and they rode into the gigantic surroundings. From the gate to the castle took them about two minutes even if they could see it clearly from there.
They rounded the cascade in the middle of the villa before they finally arrived at the entrance of his castle.
Even when it was late in the night, the huge magnificence bulbs from every corner of the castle lightened up the entire place. His castle was like another utopia.
The buses weren't up to the same amount that followed behind again because between the first and second gates, there were towers that the guys had retired to. The last one left screeched to a halt behind the one Mathias had taken.
The door was opened and Mathias stepped down gracefully. He was now looking more dangerous than some minutes ago.
He stood as he watched the half-naked girl being dragged to him, her face covered with a mask.
"Don't grief the small girl, will you?!" He snapped at the two guards holding firm to the girl. They released their strength on her immediately after they got closer to him.
The girl cursed under her breath, gaining a smirk from Mathias.
"What's your name?" He said as he lowered his head to her height since she was looking smaller than his huge body. He wasn't so huge but one could tell he always worked out.
He got no response from her and he knew she was already afraid. He was not going to torture her, he was already interested in having a nightstand with her and she was already squeaking out of fear.
He pulled her into a hug before he led the way into his castle.
He made his way up the twelve feet round stairs carrying the girl in a bridal style.
They got to a room and he pushed the door open. The room was dark so he had to switch on the light before walking in.
The room wasn't that large but it contains a bed, slab and sofas, five inches television, and a door that led to the washroom.
He dropped the girl who wasn't afraid of him anymore with the way he'd treated her and asked, "What's your name?" His deep muscular voice came out again.
"Freya." She replied, her face still covered with a mask.
"How old are you?"
"Eighteen."
"Hmm_" he muttered and climbed onto the bed to her.
"You're so young, what are you looking for in the big hotel?" He asked, trying to have a conversation with her.
"I live there," Freya answered and he nodded as if she could see him.
"You're supposed to be in high school or about to enter college." He told her.
"Level one." She mumbled.
"Do you know why you're here?" He asked after a long pause.
"To satisfy you." She said, straight forward and Mathias let out a laugh.
"That's great since you know, now let's get down to business." He said and took off his coat. He got down from the bed and ordered, "Stripe!"
The girl wasn't wearing much though but she began to pull off her pants and bra.
Satisfied with what beheld him, he made his way to his trousers and pulled them away.
As he climbed back into the bed, her voice came out with anxiety, "Can I pull off my mask?"