Chapter 8: Chapter 8

The rich kid is here to buy her freedom. So he wants to fight? I didn't say I want to fight, I said I will buy her freedom. You still have mouth to talk. Another said, throwing a punch in his face, it meet the side of his lips.

Do you still want to fight or we should get the girl? Ghetto king want to touch Cathy. You won't dare.

Why are you stubborn? Leave I will be fine.

Another raise a punch to hit him, Craig held his hand in space.

Step aside. He said in a low voice, she closed her eyes in fear, he twist his hand and pushed him, falling back he hit another he bend and two of the boys hit each other, he hit one by the jaw, sending him to the floor, he get two and hit their head together, one was about to attack him but he hit him on the stomach, seeing what had happened to the others, the last boy develop a cold feet, he fall to the ground. Please, don't...

Get off my way, he run from Craig like a frightening cat, ghetto king didn't think he had that kind of strength, he is in fear but wouldn't show his fear, he brings out a penknife, in a blink the knife is with Craig, Cathy's eyes wide, he wanted to used the knife on ghetto king, he turned the fear in Cathy's eyes bore holes in his heart, he let the knife fall, that was same attitude Gregory put up, when Cathy saw him, ghetto king used the opportunity to hit Craig

Stop looking at me, hit him. Craig turn, he grabbed ghetto king's neck. Please! I beg you, don't kill me.

I will not kill you, stay away from Cathy, if you see her run, don't look at her, you should worship the ground she step on.

Yes sir, I will not even passed same road with her.

Now run. Immediately he free him, ghetto king run like a mad dog

All hail the man! The boys around yelled in excitement before he could turn, all the young girls surround him, Cathy just shake her head in disbelief, he force his way to go to her.

Hey wait up!

Go home and care for your wound. Are you mad at me?

No, just go home or better still go on and flirt with the girls. Craig smirk.

Is that how you say thanks to someone who help you.

Thank you for what? Maybe, for nothing. She turned and look at him. Come with me, so you can dress your wound. He just walked behind her, like some obedient child.

You should learn how to control your anger in public.

You should also learn how to hide your beauty in public. She smiled.

Am I beautiful?

Of cause, you are beautiful. Her blood pulp, she red for embarrassment. I wasn't asking you.

But you said it out. She just fall her face, till she get to her apartment not a word from her to him, Craig is sitting but she was still standing.

Hey, make yourself comfortable. He tells her like she is the guest, he is the owner of the apartment.

I will just get the first aid. What are you doing? I want to tame your injury. She applied spirit on a cotton wool, she want to touch his face, he shift, she move closer, she try it again, he move, she keeps moving with him, she was right on his laps, he smirked, cupping his arms around her waist.

Go on. She is feeling uncomfortable on his laps, she try to stand. What are you waiting for? He asked looking into her eyes. Don't look at me. He turned his face but Cathy can't care for it. Look at me.

What is it with you? I shouldn't look at you, now you want me to. Fine look but don't stare.

Interesting! Stare, look, gaze, goggle, are they not same thing? She gulped her saliva, Craig look at at her, she is all red in embarrassment.

Do you you want me to suck your lips? He said in a straight face, Cathy is restless, she shake her head. Then go on.

She stare at it without doing anything. Do you want to lick them? No, I will just clean. She wipe it.

Lick it. She obey, she lick on it like some one who is hypnotised.

Suck it. His voice came up again, she still obey. Do it on the lips. She wanted to obey but it dawn on her that the injury is on the side not on the lips.

But your injury is on your side not lips? The lips are hurt too, the pains is on my lips, will you do it?

Do it yourself. Should I suck yours? Cathy flee from his laps and throw the spirit container at him. Why are you a demon?

Craig stand in frustration.

I didn't mean to make you see that is just I was worried that he might do something bad to you, I can't take it, when I see a boy hand on you.

Cathy look at him all shock, he didn't refer to him as a demon because of the fight but the effect of the things he is doing to her, she felt bad.

My brother George can fight too. She said changing the topic. George can fight like you too, he used to beat up anyone who comes near I and Whitney. She is trying to make him feel at ease, George can fight but he gets many bruise unlike this man here, the only bruise he had was the one on his lips side but she didn't tell him that.

So where is your brother? He is on far journey, he will not be back now, he is aware that George is not around that it's while he want to misbehave with me, I won't know what I will have done if you didn't show up. thanks for saving me.

Craig smirk. Why didn't you come with Whitney? Her owner will bring her

Owner? She asked, he knows he had said something wrong. I mean Gregory will bring her.

oh that. Silent go on, he was an inch from Cathy, his eyes goggle all over her, then it rest on her lips.

Can I kiss you?

Is that the reward you want. No, for something else. Which is?

Nevermind.

He peck her lips, he run as fast as his legs could carry him, Cathy go out to look for him but he is gone, Whitney as slept almost the entire day, she finally wakes up. You are up?

Yes, you aren't talking to me. Sorry, I was busy with files, let me order food for you. No need, I want to go to the club. Alright, just get dress, so we go down. I don't want here, I want Somewhere else.

Anything, you want. First of all, we go to my apartment so I changed. Can't you pick from the ones Craig order for you? No, those are not club's wear. Fine, let me get the keys.

The drive home was slow, Whitney keep looking at him. Sorry, I will just take the left turn. It's okay, I still have time. When they arrive home, Whitney just change into something, all her tummy are exposed, her legs are revealing.

Let's go. Gregory eyes open wide. Are you normal? Do madness run in your head? Are you calling me mad? No, your actions are like a mad woman. Whitney sighed, tears was about to drop her eyes, Gregory get frustrated; he run his hand in her back. I am sorry but please change it to something different.

Fine, I will. She go inside, she changed into something worse, this time, she is wearing a tank top, her cleavage is exposed and she is not wearing a bra, Gregory angry is high but he try to compose himself. Shall we.

Sure! She grabbed her keys to Leave, Gregory pulled her to himself. What is it? If you have to go on this, then you will do all I asked you.

Fine, what do you want me to do?

Good, you will sit right next to me. She nodded. You will only stare at me. She agreed. You will act like I am your boyfriend. She smiled. You will sit on my legs when we get there.

No way, it's too embarrassing, I can't sit on your legs there, if I have to do that then I will just change. It's what you want, I didn't asked you to change. She go in and fit into something else, not that this dress is decent but it's not like the others, the drive was slow, when they finally get there, Gregory stand in front of the clubhouse.