🔞🌹THE BILLIONAIRES STRIPPER🌹🔞
🔞🥀♥️CHAPTER NINE♥️🥀🔞
It was now the next day and Sophia who still couldn’t get the image of the man yesterday out of her head called her best friend.
The phone rang s few times and just at the last ring it was finally picked up.
“Sophia I thought you’d never call” Veronica sickly sweet voice sounded from the other side and Sophia smiled unto the phone.
“I’m getting married” she dropped the bomb she’ll before she could hesitate further.
“What?” Even though Veronica sounded suprised she was actually happy, she thought Sophia wanted to get married to an old and rich man due to the shame of having a bastard child in her stomach.
“Yes, in two weeks”
Veronica started feeling thrilled as the short and fast time seemed to further make true her claim.
“Sophia, getting married to an old man isn’t good, you can come back we would take care of the child together, I’ll always be with you”
“I am getting married to Mr Quinn” when Sophia said this Veronicas face stiffened.
“What do you mean you are getting married to him, is it another Mr Quinn?”
“No Vero, the Billionaire” Sophia whispered.
“Why?” Veronicas voice was shrill and loud. “Sophia, I have warned you, this man is just after the life of you and your baby”
“I have decided to bite the bullet Veronica. For the sake of me and my unborn child, but that’s not the reason I called you. So I know it would be dangerous alone with him…so I made a deal with him, you would stay in our house a week after my marriage”
“Why can’t I come before the marriage?” Veronica said accusingly.
“This was the best deal I could find, it’s either this or you don’t come at all” Sophia sighed like she was tired and Veronica realized this was her best deal yet.
At least smelling clean interior everyday is better than the smell of her nauseating new york apartment.
“I really feel bad that I can’t be your brides maid” Veronica still tried to chip in trying to get more benefits.
“You know what, I’ll send you some money to buy good clothes for your packing before you come over as an apology”
“Thank you best friend” Veronica exclaimed happily.
Sophia hung up the call and sent a million to her best friend with her account that has been active since she stepped back into her grandfather’s mansion.
There was a knock on Sophia’s door.
“You have a visitor ma’am” when Sophia heard this she was suprised…this was her first time having a visitor.
She was so shocked she rushed down still in night wear with an uncombed hair and an unbrushed teeth.
When she saw the man sitting in the living room in all his glory her footsteps froze. She felt so embarassed standing there in her nightwear and looking like she just escaped from the second world war.
“You what are you doing here” Sophia suddenly covered her mouth feeling embarassed.
No one would think you are dead if you don’t talk Sophia, she scolded herself feeling like her mouth odour was reaching his nose all the way from. The middle of the stairs to the living room seat which was a little far away.
Alaric who noticed her even before she spoke looked on her direction with his burning gaze directed at her body. She was so beautiful, was all he thought about while checking out her beautiful and slender legs with her tiny feet.
Sophia tried to rush up pretending she didn’t care even though she knew she was about to get a nose bleed due to how handsome he was but Alaric stopped her.
“We are going to the designer to get you the perfect gown, even though it seems every gown you’d put on would be called perfect because it’s on you” the latter half was a mumble Sophia couldn’t hear and she didn’t tell the man to repeat nor force herself to listen hard.
“You could have called me” Sophia glared at him as he sat while crossing his legs like he owned the whole mansion.
“I would call you if you leave your phone number with me” Sophia was pissed. He had an answer for every word she spoke.
“You seat like you own the mansion” she couldn’t help but childishly retort.
“I own you, that’s enough for me”
Sophia was quick to rush upstairs before this man ki||ed her with his powerful tongue.
Alaric adjusted his glasses watching the girl run away quickly and his adam apple bobed segzily.
Sophia was quick to dress up after spending twenty minutes looking at herself in the mirror and condemning herself for going out while looking so ‘ugly’ as she put it.
She walked out in a black gown which made her curve obvious after she used a hack she remembered seeing on youtube once then added a hat. She wanted to annoy him by dressing like she was going to a burial… only if she knew it would backfire.
Feeling satisfied with the dress she walked out with her purse and heels with her hair braided on her shoulder.
Alaric didn’t mind the dress and instead loved it since he didn’t want people looking at her exposed skin but her beautiful shape seemed to scream ‘look at me’ and he was starting not to like the cloth.
The old man watched every of their interaction through his computer through the surveillance camera and a small smile appeared on his aged face before he rubbed his tired eyes.
He only wanted the best for his granddaughter and getting married to the husband of her child is the first step.
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