Madam Bola stood out in front of her compound talking to one of her favorite chief that came to her brothel in his Lexus jeep. He was speaking to Madam Bola to accept his marriage proposal as he had divorced his wife.
"Accept my proposal I really do like you and all the styles you have been given to me. I will give you a new position in my office, just say yes to my proposal," Chief told Madam Bola as they stood out in his car. Madam Bola smiled to him.
"Chief, Chief!. Have told you marriage isn't what I want. Am a business woman and I cannot abandoned my business to now become a full-time house wife for you, No," Madam Bola said.
"But I can give you anything you want, any amount you want just name it," Chief proposed to her again and she smiled. "Chief just give me time to think about it I know you really like me," Madam Bola told him and he smiled.
"Okay I will come back next week to check on you and I hope you will accept me by then," Chief kissed Madam Bola on her cheek and got into his car, before his driver drove off. Madam Bola sighed. She knew how the men acted once he married her now he would change and by then she would have lost all she had suffered for years to build. She was planning on quiting her brothel business but she was already well know and she tried to ensure safety of her girls so she cannot quit unless Chief was ready to will his company and assets to her, as he already has children from his divorced wife, except that then she will accept.
As soon as Chief car drove out, the familiar SUV drove into her compound as she was still standing outside, she went to meet the SUV Jeep as the driver parked. Mr Shola came down from the driver's seat, while his two bodyguards came down with her two girls. She frowned as she approached them.
"What went wrong?," Madam Bola questioned her girls that came down and walked to her side.
Dami kept her soiling face, "He rejected us.." She murmured.
"Rejected you, why?, What happened?!" Madam Bola asked just then Mr Shola walked up to meet her.
"Madam Bola, Am so sorry for the inconveniences caused," Mr Shola apologized.
"What do you mean by that?," Madam Bola asked him with narrowed eyes as her two girls went and stood behind her.
"Ma, I told you my boss wouldn't accept them," Mr Shola sighed.
"Why?, don't they look young to you, Ain't they beautiful enough?," Madam Bola asked him and he smiled.
"Ma they are beautiful, but is not me that want their services, but my boss. Probably if you have another beautiful woman, I might take her to him but he said they're not beautiful," Mr Shola replied.
"Hmm.." Madam Bola stared at him with narrowed eyes, "Fine you girls can go back in," She dismissed the two girls, while Dami refused to go.
Mr Shola deep his hand into his side pocket and brought out two hundred thousand cash and handed it over to madam Bola. "Here, for the damages and time wasted."
Madam Bola stared at him. She knew the boss was a billionaire and money means nothing to him, yet his paying them for not doing anything, just going to his hotel and coming back to her home. Mr Shola turned to leave after she collected the money and quickly stopped him.
"Wait!," She called after him as his two bodyguards already got into his car.
"How much has he paid now and we haven't even done anything to satisfy him," She told Mr Shola.
"Ma'am is just to compensate, or do you have any other beautiful girl apart from those two, I can take her back to him if he will accept," Mr Shola replied as he stood by his car door.
Madam Bola thought for a while, the boss has money and she didn't want to lose his patronage to her brothel. She sighed.
"Wait am coming," She told Mr Shola and he nodded and waited while she went back to the mansion, following the back door and avoiding the entrance. She went to Natasha's room and Natasha had just finished taking her bath.
"Good evening mom," She greeted her mother as she hadn't seen her mother since when the woman had banned her of speaking about going out to work or learn a trade.
"Yes, good evening, I want you to do something for me," Madam Bola said as she scanned Natasha from head to toe. Her daughter was the most beautiful creature and men her disturbing her to spend a night with her.
Natasha stared at her mother with narrowed eyes, as she couldn't understand why her mother is checking her out, but she kept her patience.
"Dress up, you will be going out with one of my clients tonight," Mrs Bola dropped the bombshell.
"What mother. Am not going out with anyone," Natasha refused and Mrs Bola came in to search her bag of clothes, checking all the clothes, she shook her head.
"These clothes are not good, and not too hot as I want, wait am coming." Madam Bola quickly dashed out and went to Tope's room as Tope was fond of buying new skimpy wears and short gowns every week.
"No mother am not going out.." Natasha tried to stop her mother but she already left.
Madam Bola came back to the room and handed Natasha over the gown and a pair of high heel shoe.
"Be quick wear them," She ordered her daughter.
"Mom, I don't want to go out to anyone," Natasha refused and Mrs Bola stood up.
"You are not going out to do anything, just to entertain the person that's all, be quick and don't waste their time."
"How many are they?," Natasha asked as she finally picked up the dress as she tied only towel around her bare body and had already wore her pant and bra.
"Just one person," Madam Bola replied as she waited for her to wear the gown, the gown had a zip at the back and Natasha unzipped it.
"Who is the person mother?," Natasha asked.
"Don't worry, when you get there you will meet with him," Madam Bola replied and helped her wore the high heel shoe.
"Can you walk on this?," she asked Natasha whom kept a soiling face.
"I don't know," Natasha replied as she has never wore high heeled shoes.
"Fine stand up and walk let me see you" Madam Bola replied Natasha wore the shoe and stood up while Madam Bola smiled, "Come follow me," She told her daughter as she dragged her by her hands and lead her outside, just then Tope cane and saw them as she was looking for Madam Bola.
"Oh my!, Don't tell me you are sending Natasha baby out for the night," Tope said as she walked over to meet them.
"Wow, she looked so hot and these gown resembles one expensive gown.i bought last two weeks, chia the gown will look so hot on me when I finally wear it," Tope gushed over the red gown but Mrs Bola didn't respond and quickly dragged Natasha out thru the back door outside.
"Boss Madam, I wanted to ask you something!," Tope called out to Madam Bola.
"Later Tope, am coming," Madam Bola quickly went to the garage with Natasha whom was finding it difficult to walk with the high heel shoes.
"Mom what will I do when I get there?," Natasha asked as they approached the SUV parked in her mother's garage.
"Don't worry, he will tell you what to do," Madam Bola replied.
"He?," Natasha questioned her as she stopped.
"Yes He, and don't be rude to him, he wouldn't hurt you," Madam Bola told her.
"Mother!," Natasha screamed and Mr Shola turned to stare to their direction, seeing Madam Bola approached and was already back.
"Don't you call me mother again in public, just behave okay, now go," Madam Bola dismissed her and Natasha's frown deepened.
Mr Shola walked up to meet them as they stood not to far from where he parked.
"Wow, is she the one?," Mr Shola asked as he approached them, scanning the beautiful yellow damsel that was shinning so brightly by that time of the night in her short red gown and black high heeled shoes.
"Yes, she's the one" Madam Bola told him.
"Tell your boss to handle her carefully."
"Good evening sir," Natasha greeted the man in her soft voice and he nodded
"No problem Ma, I will bring her back tomorrow," Mr Shola replied as he ushered for Natasha to move and get into the car. Natasha stumped her shoes on the floor and walked to the SUV. She wasn't happy but there was nothing she could do.