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

"Bye and thanks for today," she said and opened the door of the car then stepped down. She peeped through the window of the car when she remembered something and then asked," Beau is coming over to my place today, right?"

"Yes."

She nodded and walked away. The sadness in her heart settled there like a stone. Her mood became dejected. She doesn't like thinking about her dead son, it always hurt her to the bones and marrows.

She reported to her head of department and once Alta saw that she got the deal, she was happy. She praised her and told her she would sign the official contract that would make her a permanent staff the following day.

She walked out gladly. She was happy that Alta praised her hardwork but was it really her hardwork that made the man sign the deal? If only Alta knows this client that she had gone to meet with today was her mysterious husband.

After she was done from work, she went home and after eating dinner, she sat in the living room anticipating for the presence of Beau. Beau was her companion now, talking and playing with the little child stops her from thinking about her dead child.

Eventhough she was watching the television, her mind was not fully there. She was checking her wrist watch again and again and hoping to hear a knock on the door but until 7PM, there was no sign of Beau.

Was Beau not coming today? She thought to herself.

A call then came through to her phone a few minutes later and seeing that it was Perry, she answered it," hey, I haven't seen Beau."

"I'm sorry he won't be coming home today. His French language teacher will be busy with him until 9PM this night. Have a nice night rest, Mrs. Ida," Perry hung the call up.

Ida felt a wave of sadness collided on her body, her mood fell flat and she almost cried. Would she be lonely here for the rest of the day?

She rested her head on the headrest of the chair very sadly, her eyes shut painfully. She thought she would be able to fall asleep but when she couldn't, she stood and walked over to the keyboard and began to play.

As she played the instrument, tears didn't stop pouring from her face, she was singing the song she had promised to sing for her baby once she delivered him or her but she didn't even get to see her baby and sing for him or her.

As she played, her heart didn't stop tearing apart. She suddenly screamed in frustration and anger then flipped the keyboard over from the keyboard stand.

She left the seat that she was and sunk her butt to the floor then cried. She cried so hard until her head began to ache.

"Olga, Janie, I swear, both of you deserve a brutal death," she swore and then stood.

If Beau had come today, she wouldn't have been devastated this way. She then walked over to the kitchen and picked up a drink.

She walked back to living room and sat, she had already opened the drink while coming over to sit.

Since there was no one coming this night, she decided to waste herself to alcohol. This is the only way she can escape this pain.

She drank from her alcohol and sighed, she drank again and again until her eyes start to get blurry. But she didn't stop, she had already decide to waste herself this night. She drank until her belly couldn't take another sip.

She was so intoxicated that she didn't know when the bottle drop from her hand.

About an hour later, a knock landed on the door of Ida's house but there was no response. The person before the door knocked thrice more but when there was no response still, the person twisted the knob and walked in.

This man walked over to Ida quickly seeing that she was laying on the floor, her two legs were parted, same with her hands, her hairs had become scattered and there is a bottle of alcohol beside her.

The entire room also stench of alcohol.

Looking at her wasted on the ground, he thought of why she could have drank herself to stupor. Was she a drunkard or did she drink cause she was going through some depressing things?

When he remembered that this woman, when they were in his car had said that she lost something so precious to her and that was she lost was gone forever, he tried to connect it to why she was on the floor, wasted. Could it be that it was because of this reason that she drank herself to stupor this way.

He wanted to walk out and call on a maid to take care of her when when he thought that she was actually his wife, though a nominal and contracted wife but still...

He squatted beside her and tapped her gently but she didn't respond at all. She looked dead asleep.

He then carried her carefully and as he carried her to the bedroom, he munbled, "I'm doing this only because my son finds happiness with you."

He then placed her gently on the bed , when he was about standing upright from her, she suddenly grabbed his shirt and pulled him closer to herself. In a quick succession, their lips collided.

She sucked on his lips, he can't deny that he love the taste of her cherry lips so he sucked on hers too and the duo immediately began to kiss.

She immediately caressed the man's chest and was trying to let him make love with her, when her hand was almost touching his manhood, he grabbed her hand and pulled off his lips from the kiss, "you are drunk. It's not right to have sex with you in your druken state."

"I'm not drunk," he tried to drag him closer to himself again but he stopped her and then caressed her forehead, "what you lost will be found. That I assure you."

Hearing this in her subconscious state made her body relaxed, her already closed eyes had gentle tears streamed from it and in a jiffy, her breath became even and she fell asleep again.

He made her lay gently on the bed and covered her with a duvet. He assured himself to find out what she lost.

If this woman is not happy,how could she make his son happy?"