Michelle looks at him shocked. Why would he just want to marry her? Did he know who she was? Or how her life turned out to be? If he did, he would not want to marry her. Michelle laughs immediately leaving Copper confused at his words.
Did his vocabulary not tally? Or did he make a mistake?
He was good at telling what people taught about him in their minds but he couldn't tell hers. She was different from all the other ladies he had met before in his life. How she laughed at his proposal made the whole thing insulting. He could remember how females begged to just have his signature on a paper and how they would through their self at him to get his attention.
What was Michelle different from?
She looked like the type to run at people and throw herself at them but why did she laugh at me in such an odd manner?
"Get out of my house," Michelle said, suddenly after laughing for a while. Who was he? Who was he to just have his way with her? He was very clueless about what Michelle had in mind to do. She was a graduate in psychology and she was an 'A' student in telling how to play with people's emotions and put them in a very hard spot. She could remember when she stood among the bullies in her school and how they would put her to her knees and beat her. She could tell the weakness all those bullies had and she was going to use it as her strength against her. And when they were about to beat her, she would talk her way out of the situation.
Threatening each one of them at least even though she was just in high school. Now, she graduated with high honors in the discipline, what more did anyone expect from her?
"What do you mean?." Copper changed his tone again angry at the fact that she didn't accept his proposal but instead wants him out of her house.
"Don't you understand my vocabulary? Huh?. Out of my house!" She yelled. Pointing her hands to the door and all Copper could do was walk to his other clothes and walked to the door perplexed by Michelle's gesture.
Wow, she was one wild lady that put Copper in his place. Who did he think he was? When Copper reached the door to walk out, he stopped and turned to her.
"Think about it, I'll be back." He said, leaving one of his cards in Michelle's hand and walking out.
As the door locked, she let out one sigh of relief. She had this thing all planned. She could remember vividly what happened last night and she could see how it all played.
She had her shift that night and she was to serve at the table of those men that needed someone to sleep with for the night. She knew she had to do it or else she wouldn't be paid for the month, after all, she had no one who could help her financially. And did as she was obeyed. When she sat on the sit by the man who kept constantly throwing his money up, she spotted Copper who walks in confused and drenched in fear. His body had little blood stains but no one could notice it because of the red lights that kept moving around in the room.
The sound in the bar increased so that one could hear his or her voice. Michelle on the other hand kept staring at this man. She could recognize him the instant he walked in because she was one of those fans that would die to be with Copper the celebrity and billionaire. He sat at the bar table alone while looking hopeless and drowning in his thought. She stood from the chair she sat on and walked to this man intentionally. She wanted to be noticed by him when she had been waiting for him to be fully drunk. The liquor he took knocked him out from knowing what happened after.
"Hey, handsome." She flirt with him and he didn't stare at her. Even with a glance, he didn't sell it for her. He placed his gaze on the small that he keep drinking constantly and asking for more.
He didn't answer her, well she had to let her play come in handy.
"What are you doing here? Come sit with me." The fat chubby man came to her where she stood. He was the one she was assigned to and she didn't know how to escape losing her virginity to some old fat grumpy fool, that didn't know how much she needed money to waste it lavishly.
As the man was about to pull her again, she escapes out of his fat hands and falls on Copper's lap. His lap was thick due to the muscles behind his legs and Michelle found it quite amusing. She sits on him and pulls her hand around his neck when his serious dying gaze landed on her face. She was frightened and had never seen his face this serious and covered in annoyance. Yet, didn't care.
After all, he was drunk. What more could he do to her?
Immediately Copper stood up throwing her on the ground and she cried loud immediately. His grip was manly and when he threw her, she had the faintest idea that he would do that.
"What did you just do to her." The other old grumpy man pulled Copper by the collar and he looked at the man deadly. The old man trembled as his eye met Coppers.
What was this?
That scary aura from him trembled the man until Copper nods his head on his face leaving his nose bleeding. Michelle crawls backward immediately knowing that they were all about to fight. The music stopped and the old man's gang stood to their feet to fight back. They stood behind the fat grumpy man when he stopped them.
This was his fight.
The old fat man fisted his hands and swing his hand along to hit Copper but he stopped it mid-way. Copper returned it properly when the old fat man falls to the ground. The other men behind wanted to fight him when Michelle pulls Copper's hands.
"Let's run."