"How much did my sister pay you for this?" Ahneeka asked authoritatively after landing a slap on his face.
" Excuse me!!" Micheal blurted immediately, his hand on his cheek as he stared at her with his eyes demanding an explanation for the slap and the accusation she was heaving on him.
"Excuse you?" Ahneeka retorted.
What did he take her for? A fool to not know that her sister had paid him to bed her?
Ohhh, he should cut the shit out. She thought.
"How much did she put you up to this for? I'll pay you double the price since you're that cheap and agreed to stoop so low as bedding a stranger for few wands of notes". Ahneeka went on, her voice laced with anger and disgust which made her unable to bridle her tongue at the blunt accusations that came out from it.
Micheal calmed down a bit on hearing her accusations.
He didn't feel like confronting her for being a cheating wife anymore, inshort, it didn't seem to him like she was a married woman for she looked far too young to.
Whether she was a cohort with the first woman that had come in laying cheating accusations on her nor on the victim end, he didn't know and didn't care to know anymore.
He just wanted to leave her presence. The slap she had given him sadly did not help the image he already had of her.
"Paid me?" He picked the phrase out of her words and chuckled.
"Excuse me?" Ahneeka angrily chipped in.
"You think this is funny?"
"I think you are funny"
" Excuse me?" She said again but this time she shifted from where she was and bent over to where her clothes were and brought our he wallet from her bag.
Micheal's gaze was fixed keenly on her, watching to know her next move.
"I'd ask for the last time, how much did she put you up to this for?" Her voice solemnly came again.
Micheal didn't know what to say. She was in the middle of a situation and she was still acting this way as if she hadn't done anything wrong, as if she didn't owe him some apologies.
He chuckled again. She was something. There was a different aura about her and he couldn't pin where it was coming from exactly.
Raising his eyes after they had dimmed while he was chuckling, he was stat struck when he saw notes of dollar bills being thrown at him.
She was really throwing real money on him!!!
Seeing her do this made him cancel out one of his thoughts.
She being a gold digger and conniving with the woman to accuse him of womanizing.
Those were one of the vices that could be used to manipulate men like himself to get a valuable sum from him, but seeing the flying notes on top and all over him, the woman before him didn't like his thought had suggested before.
"You still don't want to talk?" Ahneeka's voice came again and once more, she dipped her hand into her bag once more and again, pulled out a wand of notes which she threw at him.
It was on her third attempt that Micheal got fed up with the disrespect.
He wasn't willing to sit back and watch her belittle him as something like a call boy bedding strangers for few notes like she had put it.
"Let go off my hand!!" She commanded but he didn't.
"Look woman, we're both in the middle of a situation right now and it would be in our best interests to settle down and find the solution together" Micheal's tone changed to an icy feel following his patience that was already running out.
" Find the solution? Together?" Ahneeka scoffed at him.
"I was in my hotel room when you came to me first, I didn't come to yours. You came on your own and now got me involved in your shitty situation"
" Your hotel room?" Ahneeka repeated with a smug on her face.
She was quite the woman. Micheal wheezed within him.
And ever ready to dispute everything and anyone without clarifications.
He looked around him to make sure the room was his and he hadn't gone to hers like she was making it seem like.
Ascertaining there was no heater like he had told the receptionist, he heaved a sigh.
He couldn't afford to be seen as the lying person.
"What is your room number?"
"What has that got to do with you?"
" Look, i have no time to spare for this and neither do I want to get accused in whatever situation other people are in. What is your room number so we'd begin investigating what really happened from there?"
"18" she simply said on noticing how his voice had been laced with impatience.
"18" Micheal repeated
"What's wrong with it?"
"Nothing. I just find it surprising what exactly you came to room 118 to do, from far away yours"
" Oh spare me that. Should we go ahead and check who came to who's room? Would that make you sober enough to apologize for this mishap that happened because of you? Mr. Innocent know it all?"
"It would be my pleasure" he spared and bent forth to pick up his clothes from the floor.
Ahneeka used the time he did as a yardstick and came down from the bed with the whole bedspread draping her body.
"What are you doing?!" Micheal screamed as he retreated from the clothes he wanted to pick to immediately reaching for a pillow he used to cover his manhood.
Ahneeka didn't stop to give him answer and rushed in to the bathroom to get dressed.
He had felt her nakedness the other night, she wasn't going to spare him seeing her naked in broad daylight.
"If you're unable to prove me wrong, just know bag my assumptions of you wouldn't change, Mr" the words left Ahneeka's lips as she came out of the bathroom dressed.
Micheal's eyes wandered from her head down to her toes. She was an endowed sexy woman he must admit but then, that wasn't the reason she had been there and because it was not, he cut himself from the trance and immediately began walking towards the door, with her following suit.
"18" The heading of the room said and Ahneeka had prepared to give him the questioning eyes before she looked behind her on Micheal's finger's pointing, to behold the opposite room was "119" and the other by it's side "120" and the other rooms continuing the pattern.
"How were you able to get in?" Micheal asked "Because I recall locking the doors the second I went into the room" he added.
Ahneeka chipped one of her fingers into her bag and brought out the key she had been given.
Micheal brought his out from his pocket and examined them closely.
Her's were different, as if she had been given a master's key and the missing "1" on top his room did not do justice to his attempt at claiming the room either.
There was something utterly wrong somewhere. Either she was being set up by someone, or he was the one being set up.
Which ever it was, it showed that none of them were among the perpetrators of what had happened and Micheal's mind rested in her presence.
"What was your room number again?" He asked and Ahneeka replied immediately without questioning.
She knew better not to now on sensing the confusion plaguing them both.
"18" Micheal repeated, the tone of her voice repeating it's ring in his head.
She had a calm voice. The feminine and majestic one.
No matter how he tried curtailing it from happening, this woman before him seemed to make him think about her all the time, with no portion left for him to reeve for Veronica's betrayal.
Just who was she to be able to hold that much power on him?