Mysterious Night Stand With A Pimp Turned Mogul by John Rice (novel24 TXT) 📖

Ida immediately adjusted back, truthfully, she find this man handsome and hot but she can't let him take advantage of her. By taking advantage of her, did he meant that he only want to kiss her or did he actually want to have sex with her?

"Hey Mr. Please try to be respectful, I was just going crazy that day plus I paid you," she said.

"$100 is an insult," the man spoke, intentionally bringing his face closer to hers.

As for Ida, the door of the car had betrayed her head and she was scared that the man's lips may soon collide on her. Seeing that they were both inside the car with tinted window, Ida feared that the kissing may escalate quickly to sex.

"$100 ? Oh! You want more?" She quickly spoke with all the strength in her.

"Yes."

"Oh! You should have said that. Though I don't have much money to give you like your sugar mamas, I'm not as rich as them plus I never even had sex with you. But I'll add another $100 to it, should that be okay?"

The man smiled faintly and after his face had grown very cold again, he said briefly, "I don't want money."

"So what did you want?"

"Your body."

Amy furrowed her brow and said, "my body? You want to have sex what the me? Mr. Can you not be ridiculous? Gosh! I so hate you right now. Do I look like one of those sugar mamas of yours?"

"Then you shouldn't have kissed me then without my permission plus... You are the one who keeps appearing before me."

"What? When? How? All our meetings had been coincidence. Why will I be willing to meet with a pimp like you?" She asked, hoping that the man would adjust back cause as of this moment, his face was very close to hers that his alluring scent had filled her nostrils.

The man hummed and took his body back slowly. Ida felt like she had just escaped a world war. She heaved a sigh of relief and immediately asked," can you talk to those guards outside to free that man and woman who hit the Hilux car ? They have not done it on purpose?"

"Who am I speak to them?" The man asked.

Thinking about it, Ida thought that she had really overhyped this man. Did she forget he was a pimp? Yet she had asked him to speak with the soldiers. The soldiers would not even listen to him but what was he doing inside a Bugatti Veyron ?

As if the man could read her thought, he said," I'm being taking to see their boss "

"Why would their boss send for a pimp like you?"

"Because I'm not just a pimp, I also work at B corporation," he answered.

That makes sense, Ida thought and said, "so you can't do anything about those elders outside?"

"Unfortunately, I can't." He said. "Shouldn't you be bothered about your release? You seem concerned about other people's freedom that you forgot yours."

Ida then remembered that she was actually handcuffed, "you don't even have any power to tell these people to release me, what's the point talking to you though?"

Ida turned from him and rested her back well on the backseat of the car , she was now sitting upright but her hands were still tied to the back.

The man smiled again but this timyd, his smile lasted for three seconds. "this woman is amusing," he thought to himself.

He then texted his chief bodyguard to let those man and woman kneeling outside go and also reverse all the punishment given to them. He also added for the woman inside his car to be freed and let go with respect.

The door opened all of a sudden and a soldier leaned over and unlocked the handcuff in Ida's hand. Once her hand was freed, she stretched it and sighed in relief. She looked at the soldier wondering what next they want to do to her.

" Miss, we have released the man and woman who hit our car. You are also free to leave," the soldier speaking with respect now was the same man who was speaking rudely to her few minutes ago.

Ida didn't understand why the sudden change in acts happened, she turned to the pimp suspiciously and almost assumed that he pulled that off for her but thinking about the fact that she had been with him for a couple of minutes and she never heard him make a call, she beleived it was not him. Plus he had already said that he had no power to control the soldiers.

But Ida was really surprised that the soldiers suddenly changed their mind. As she made an attempt to leave, the pimp beside her spoke, "why do I have a feeling that you can't get over the sweet taste of my lips?"

Ida turned to him angrily and gritted her teeth in rage, "you!"

"I will let you go now with the beleive that our meeting has truly been a coincidence. But if you appear before me again, I won't let you go anymore ."

"You won't let me go?" Ida scoffed," so you will tie my hands and legs or what? I don't even wish to meet you again after now. Bye."

She turned and stepped out, she then realized that people were no more on the road, not even the soldiers, everyone were now inside their cars. Before she could blink,the Bugatti Veyron and the Hiluxes cars had sped off.

Only then did the traffic vanished and all cars began to move, as Ida walked back to where her cab was, she couldn't stop wondering whom the boss of those soldiers are. They caused a traffic in the central city for half an hour yet no one dared to challenge them? As for that pimp, she hoped not to see him anymore.

She arrived at home fifteen minutes later and went to shower. She cooked and served herself, when she was almost done eating, a knock landed on her door.

She gulped in all the water from the glass cup before her then stood and walked over to the door, as soon as she opened it, she saw Beau and Perry standing by the door.

"It's really you," the little boy hugged Ida so dearly.

"Good afternoon, miss. I'll come to pick him up by 10PM this night," Perry said.

"Oh! Okay," she said and watched as Perry walked away. She then looked at the adorable little boy.